"Do you live together?"

"Is my sister good-looking? House Boss? How old are you? ”

Thin lips pursed, fingertips touched the screen, and questions were answered one by one.

"It's the kind of light that looks."

"I only touched my abs."

"I have been living in her house."

"My sister is very good-looking, I think it is the best-looking, I ...... Looks good anyway, three years short. ”

Ding, the system prompts, receive a private message.

Exit the post and click on the private message in the time sequence.

"So, what does the landlord think? Does the landlord like his sister? So embarrassed because of this? Don't know how to face her? ”

"Of course I like it, she's always been nice to me, unlike anyone else."

"Landlord, you may not understand what I mean, I mean, the kind of liking that men like women."

The kind of liking that men like women like Jiang Zhou?

What kind of liking should a man like a woman?

Like those girls, they like their superficial love, because of their grades, because of their faces.

Or is it like Chen Xucheng who follows behind his goddess and saddles the horse for the goddess?

Shi Xuan only knew that he didn't like Lin Lang and Jiang Zhou getting too close.

I don't like to hear bad things about Jiang Zhou.

I don't like to watch Jiang Zhou unhappy.

In particular, I couldn't bear to watch Jiang Zhou fall drunk in front of the tombstone on his mother's sacrifice day.

"Is the landlord still there?"

"Yes."

"Actually, as for the question you asked in your post, if you don't mention it, she doesn't mention it, just treat it as if there is no such thing, but I, an old bookworm who has read hundreds of romance novels, thinks that it is not so simple between you."

"Aang?"

How can it not be simple?

The person on the other end didn't reply, just posted a meme with a smile on his mouth.

Shi Xuan stared away from the wall on the bed, and the screen of the mobile phone turned off automatically after thirty seconds.

Jiang Zhou had a dream, in which he seduced her naked, and then she ...... I couldn't hold it and bullied the timing severely.

When I woke up, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Then, keep your eyes open until dawn.

"Ah, it scared me to death, why are the dark circles so heavy?"

When they met in the kitchen, Shi Xuan held two bottles of yogurt in his hand, opened one bottle and drank it himself, and the other bottle was going to be put on the dining table to cool down before giving it to Jiang Zhou.

As soon as he turned around, Jiang Zhou appeared behind him, with a big black circle under his eyes, languishing.

The time sequence was closer, Jiang Zhou's conditioned reflex retreated, remembering the dream, and the picture of not playing mosaic appeared in his mind again.

"I'm going to catch up on sleep, don't call me for dinner."

The yogurt that had not had time to be put on the table was taken away by Jiang Zhou.

At a loss, I don't know why, Shi Xuan watched Jiang Zhou flee in a daze.

“？”

With yogurt on his mouth, he innocently stared at the kitchen sliding door at the shadow on the door.

Just, there's nothing strange about it.

What to run?

Walking towards the living room, his steps paused, and his face froze, is it because of yesterday's incident?

WeChat sent successfully.

Bite.

"That's it, sister, I think, it's nothing, you don't have to care, I didn't take it to heart."

"Poof, ahem, what?"

You shouldn't drink yogurt and read WeChat, you will choke to death, it's not the same thing at all.

I don't know how to go back, I just don't go back, and now I'm very sleepy, and I'm going back to make up for sleep.

Woke up, six o'clock in the afternoon.

woke up, his head was also awake, and he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and there were WeChat messages in the order, and there were also Lin Lang's.

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Not yet, it seems."

"Are you awake now? In the afternoon I went to buy the barbecue you wanted. ”

Jiang Zhou replied: "Just woke up." ”

It's almost a second back.

"Then you wash up, I'll go downstairs and buy your favorite barbecue."

Next, Lin Lang's WeChat message.

"Recently, a friend said that there was a second-hand car business that could be done, and I looked at it, and I felt okay, so I invested some money."

"You're free tomorrow, right? Don't forget my birthday, InterContinental One. ”

"Although I don't want to, it's okay to bring the timing."

"Hmm."