The senior brother helped her move, which was a completely sweeping method, and even a small card was not left behind.

Fortunately, this is the case. Tonight she has a handy weapon, and her heart is still pounding, and she is very scared. However, with a handy "tool" in her hand, she is brave enough to comfort herself. It doesn't matter, aren't it just a few little thieves? She can handle it completely without being nervous.

Moving to the door, she stood on tiptoe and looked out along the cat's eyes.

Outside the door, there was a man standing, leaning on the wall with one hand, supporting most of the weight of his body. His eyes were closed tightly, and his other hand poked around the security door of her house.

The strange noises that just now were made by him.

This man is neither a security guard in the community nor a thief who comes to steal. Qianxun happens to know him, and he just needs to take a glance and recognize his identity.

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Her neighbor!

President Feng Da warned her not to appear in front of him again and kept saying that he would never interact with him.

Is he crazy? He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to her door to scare people.

Qianxun's heart was slightly relieved, and he opened the door angrily. He held the bat in his hand, feeling majestic, and had the momentum of being a man who could not open the door. "Young Master Feng, what are you doing?"

The smell of alcohol is choking.

The source of the smell is naturally the man who stood in front of her, forced her eyelids, and looked at her carefully.

Did he just crawl out of the wine jar? How much did he drink, and he was so drunk.

"Qian—Xun—" He clicked her and shouted very loudly. He did not have the hard tongue when he got drunk like others. Instead, his words were straight and clear, and more accurate than usual pronunciation. "Why are you at my house? When you go out, I want to sleep."

He threw a bunch of keys on her shoe cabinet, pushed her away at the door, and walked into the room.

After all, I came here once, even if I was drunk, I could probably find her bedroom. I walked all the way and lost my clothes all the way. When he fell on her bed and crawled into the warm bed she covered, he sighed with satisfaction.

Comfortable! It's so comfortable!

He can finally have a good night's sleep.

Qianxun looked at the scene in amazement. When Feng Xing made a move, she screamed and covered her eyes. So she didn't even have a chance and lost her own bed.

To reason with a drunkard is tantamount to playing the piano against a cow.

She wanted to cry without tears, and she regretted opening the door recklessly and letting him in and bullying herself.

After locking the door again, Qianxun stared blankly at the messy room. The night was still long and the bed was occupied. Could it be that she just stood here and waited for dawn?

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The vague moans woke up Qianxun, who was curled up on the sofa and was not sleeping soundly.

She was startled, then she remembered that there was another person in the room, and her mood slowly calmed down.
Chapter completed!