Zhong Quinoa deliberately saved the essay for the end, and after she finished writing, she rubbed her sour wrist.

Suddenly, a slight vibration was felt.

She picked up her phone, and it was a message from Feng Qi-

[The old man woke up.] 】

Zhong Quinoa didn't delay any longer, packed his schoolbag and threw it into the room, changed his clothes and planned to leave.

Lu Zichen saw her in a hurry, and asked her, "Where are you going?" ”

"I've got something to go out for." Zhong Qui replied vaguely and told the butler to let the driver drive the car to the door.

What's so in a hurry?

Lu Zichen was puzzled in his heart, looked at the back of Zhong Quinoa leaving, and gradually retracted his gaze.

……

Zhong Quinoa found the apartment where Feng Qi lived with his memory and rang the doorbell.

There was a bang in the room.

Zhong Quinoa raised an eyebrow.

Is this an experiment in a house?

Immediately after, the door was opened, Feng Qi broke into sight, his hair was messy, and the tiredness on his face made Zhong Qui stunned.

"You fought all night last night?"

Feng Qi let out a long sigh, and immediately felt relieved when he saw Zhong Qu.

"You're finally here!"

Then, he suddenly reacted to what Zhong Quinoa meant by what he just said, and he was angry: "What kind of battle for a night, you let me look at that old man, where do I dare to do anything else." ”

Look at his face, how haggard he was, and she even denied her hard work.

Zhong ignored his complaints, but was annoyed by what he had done.

"If I don't come, I'll be bombarded to death by your phone messages!"

In less than half an hour's journey, there were no less than ten phone calls, and she was so angry that she turned off the phone directly.

Zhong Qui approached, and Feng Qi hurriedly turned sideways to let her in.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, turned it on slowly, looked around and didn't see the old man, turned her hair and asked, "What about people?" ”

Feng Qi replied angrily: "Take a bath." ”

"You're not afraid of something happening to him?" Zhong asked sincerely.

The sound just now, the movement is not small.

"Something?" Feng Qi snorted, "Unless he can drown himself in the bathtub!" ”

His tone was a little impulsive, and it could be seen that he didn't have the slightest affection for the old man, and there was a disgust in his bones.

If it weren't for his identity, it is estimated that Feng Qi would have done him a long time ago.

Zhong Quan asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Qi's self-sustaining power has always been very good, why did he lose such a big temper today.

He took a deep breath, eased his breath, and began to complain to Zhong Quinoa.

"I can understand that the old man was drunk and wanted to throw up, but he didn't go to the bathroom and threw up on my couch! I don't sleep in the middle of the night to clean up the stains, do you know how bad it smells? ”

The tone grew more and more intense.

Zhong Quinoa resisted the urge to sit on the sofa and took two steps to the side without a trace.

"After throwing up, I started eating, and I ate all the things I had left in the refrigerator, is this his house?!"

The last sentence was directly shouted.

Zhong Quinoa looked calm, ignored his angry appearance, and said indifferently: "Do you still have food in the refrigerator?" ”

Someone who can only kill with a knife, will there be something in the refrigerator?

"There was fruit and ice cream." Feng Qi explained calmly, but the next second it broke out again. "I don't know how to clean up after eating, throw it everywhere, I can dirty my bathroom when I go to the toilet, and I dislike it, and the most excessive thing is that he actually got into my bed!!"

Zhong Quinoa's head.

That's really serious.

Although Feng Qi has no habit of cleanliness, he can also live in an extremely harsh environment.

But the original clean things were infected one by one, and it was already a blessing from God to be able to resist not cutting off his head.

(End of chapter)