Chapter 331 Deprive you of the qualification to live in my house
Chapter 331 Deprive you of your qualification to live in my house
Author: Jiufangyu
In the narrow rental house, Feng Qing had already gone crazy once, and the living room was full of bad habits.
But when he was calling Guo Mingli, he still couldn't control his emotions, screamed and scolded, and spoke extremely viciously.
Guo Mingli was not much better, and he could hear the sound of cursing people without turning on the amplification.
Neither of the two of them was a quarrel, but it was more like insulting each other through the telephone channel.
The curse turned red and his neck was swelling, and his mind was blank. When he only relied on the amount of swearing, Feng Qing suddenly collapsed and cried.
"Do you know that this is my last chance? I am now being chased by so many people and being chased and maliciously harassed. I am looking forward to that opportunity! Are you going to force me to die?"
Guo Mingli: "If Zhong Jiuyin cried and told me that I would be guilty, but you deserve it! You fuckingly made me beat me now, and you still want to seize this opportunity to get up? It's going to be bad for everyone.
It's all rotten in this place!"
Feng Qing: "Guo Mingli, don't forget! It was not me who forced you to cooperate with me, it was you who voluntarily did it for that little status and money! It was you! Why did you treat me like this?!"
Guo Mingli's voice was sinister: "Who doesn't understand the truth, but I'm a bad guy now, just want to pull someone to be unlucky with me. Unless I live a good life again, don't try to get rid of me!"
"Ah!" Feng Qing grabbed her hair and screamed, "I'll be happy if you want to force me to death! You all force me to death! Zhong Jiuyin did it on purpose, she just wanted to force me to death! Force me to cut my wrist like her to commit suicide.
Just happy!"
Her throat was hoarse, and her brain felt a moment of lack of oxygen, so she could only open her mouth and breathe.
Then she thought of something, hung up the phone, dialing Zhong Jiuyin's number with red eyes.
Dududu waited for the phone calls that insulted her and urged her to pay the penalty for liquidated damages, and her heart was beating.
The phone rang for a long time and finally got started. Feng Qing immediately ticked the recording and asked viciously: "Zhong Jiuyin, do you just want to force me to death!"
"Ms. Feng, you must be responsible for talking nonsense." Yan Cheng said.
Feng Qing was stunned, then pinched her cell phone even harder, and hated her heart: "Yan Cheng, is it you? Is it you, you and Zhong Jiuyin, you deliberately leaked my information and let those people come to you..."
"I said, you must be responsible for talking nonsense. Don't think that you can't be held criminally responsible in the past, and you can harass the victims again and again. We are very busy and don't have time to pay attention to you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and finally calmed down his ears.
In the room, Zhong Jiuyin dragged her voice and asked lazily: "Who?"
"Feng Qing's harassment call." Yan Cheng simply wore a shirt and his expression normally pulled the number into the blacklist.
Then he took a glass of water from the living room and entered the bedroom and handed it to the person leaning against the bedside.
The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and Zhong Jiuyin's face was flushed and half-lying, saying that she didn't want to move, so she didn't pick up the water cup.
But his fingers reached into his shirt and put them on his waist and touched them for two.
"Feng Qing? What did she say?"
Yan Chengdang didn't feel her little movements, so he held a cup to feed her water, and said, "I'm a cliché. Why do you still keep her number?"
"When she reports on her current life situation from time to time, although it is through cursing."
Zhong Jiuyin moistened her throat and asked again: "How is her condition?"
Yan Cheng: "It sounds like crazy."
"That's right. I've said that she and Guo Mingli are evil people and they will be evil people. I don't have to do anything, and they can make each other difficult to death."
She licked the corners of her mouth, which hurt a little, and looked at Yan Cheng's mouth.
"You haven't had a job arrangement recently?"
"No," Yan Cheng turned around and put the cup, "The workload at the end of the year will be deliberately reduced, and there will be no other arrangements except the film festival."
"That's good." The mouth was chewed, and if it was in the mirror, it would definitely be seen.
"Are you still going to watch a movie? It's eleven o'clock now, the tickets you bought are out of time, right?"
Yan Cheng looked at her and said, "If you are still energetic, you can go there. There shouldn't be too many people in the middle of the night."
Zhong Jiuyin took the quilt and looked in, saying, "Forget it, I just want to sleep."
Forget it, Yan Cheng went to bed and lay beside her, touched her hair and said, "Then let's go to bed."
He turned off the floor lamp and the two of them slept with their eyes closed. On the first night of living together, such a process and scene were in his imagination.
Maybe when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he prepares breakfast, she can sit at the dining table in her pajamas and praise him a few words, or they don’t want to get up early, just lean on the bed and talk and discuss what to eat for lunch.
Do you want to go to the supermarket and when to watch a movie?
In short, it is the same as the daily life of an ordinary couple after living together. He has never experienced it, and can only think of these popular content based on his only insights. He does not know what details will be enriched during the actual experience.
Thinking about the warmth after tomorrow dawn in my mind, Yan Cheng's consciousness slowly sinks, and gradually changes with the breathing of the people around him...
"I'm still a little bit energetic, what should I do?" Zhong Jiuyin muttered in his arms, and he heard that he was quite awake.
Yan Cheng's sleepiness was gone: "..."
His hand slid down and gave a suggestion very considerately.
"Come again?"
"Don't always think about those unhealthy things," Zhong Jiuyin said with a strong speechlessness. "What I mean is that I am serious and don't want to sleep, not the kind of person who doesn't want to sleep."
Yan Cheng: "So what do you want?"
Zhong Jiuyin: "Or why go out to watch a movie?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
She also said: "Go to two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there should be even fewer people. After seeing it, you can go to the highest Universal Building to watch the sunrise. What do you think?"
"If you are really energetic, why not make an appointment with my parents on the phone? It should be the morning there now."
A brief silence fell into the room.
Then Zhong Jiuyin pulled the quilt up and turned around and said, "I'm asleep."
Yan Cheng smiled unhappily and turned around.
After a while, Zhong Jiuyin held the hand under the quilt seriously.
"What are you doing? I'm going to sleep."
"I've become more energetic."
"You go down and run and watch movies."
"Who am I mentally blamed?"
"It's not me anyway."
"...Do you want to go to the hospital for a review tomorrow? Go and buy some anti-myoin infarction medicine."
"You bought the wrong one, you should buy defense... Hey hey, on the first day, don't go too far."
"Who is the one who is too much?"
"Everything said, it's not me anyway."
There was a rustling sound in the quilt, and then Zhong Jiuyin quickly crawled out and crawled out.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow..."
"What will you eat tomorrow? Steam the ribs with rice noodles." An arm came out and pressed her down, and the quilt covered them again.
"tomorrow…"
"Well, tomorrow, tomorrow you will eat steamed pork ribs. Start making at 11 o'clock and you can eat them at 12 o'clock."
"…Yan Cheng, I want to deprive you of your qualification to live in my house."
"I did nothing wrong. I have to cook, wash dishes, and wash clothes, and serve you. I will be kicked out even if I do so much?"