When he came out of the convenience store, the expression on Ji Ruoyu's face was a little helpless, and the burden on his hands was a little heavier. Ji Ruoyu thought that he must look particularly embarrassed now.

It was already a mess, not to mention that now I have such a big bag of things in my hand, not to mention all kinds of snacks. The most important thing is that there are bottles and cans of wine. There are ten cans of beer alone.

There are five small bottles of white wine.

Although the injured hand can do some easy movements without any problem, it is still unable to carry heavy objects, so I can only use my uninjured hand to carry a large bag of heavy objects, and my bag is hung on my shoulder.

One hand also holds the notepad with the specific building number, unit number and house number written on it.

"Huh... Sister Qiao is really right, she is really an ancestor." Ji Ruoyu frowned and complained, and then couldn't help but said suspiciously, "It's just how did he have my phone number? It's not that he even has an instant messaging method.

There's none?"

Although I was so suspicious, I still saved Yan Chen's number.

Ji Ruoyu was definitely caught off guard when she first received his call. There were already no less than three missed calls on her phone, all from the same unknown number.

When I picked up the call, I heard the voice on the other end was very nice, with a clear and clear tone of a young boy, but there was a lot of impatience in his tone.

In fact, Yan Chen was also a little depressed. He obviously knew that his new editor would take office today to follow up with him. It happened that he had not had any fun for a long time and he planned to have a good time.

Unexpectedly, this new editor is different from the previous ones. Logically, he should have come early in the morning, but it was almost half past ten, and he hadn't even seen his silhouette yet.

It was an unprecedented move for him, he had never taken the initiative to call an animal like an editor, but he happened to be running out of food and ammunition...

Seeing that the wine cabinet was empty, and there was not even a bottle of liquid that he was familiar with in the refrigerator, he could only take out a mobile phone that might not make a call in several months.

In the empty room, various packaging bags, lunch boxes, and some worn clothes and socks were scattered on the floor. Comics and magazines were piled on the bed.

Two high-end laptops were placed on the bay window sill, with their screens brightly lit. A large LCD TV was hung on the TV wall facing the gray bed, as well as various game consoles and game device handles.

are piled on the floor.

The TV screen was on, and there was a scene of a certain game, a gorgeous fighting scene, printed in a pair of clear eyes, a thin and tall man, with a handsome and clean face, as young as a boy, and short black hair.

Shredded, fluffy and messy.

She has fair skin, a pair of natural smiling eyes under a pair of sharp eyebrows, slightly curved like a crescent moon, a high and straight nose bridge, a sharp and thin outline, a pointed and pointed chin, and a light pale complexion.

He has green stubble and the corners of his lips naturally curve into a smile.

He skillfully controlled the game controller in his hands and stared at the TV screen with burning eyes. He could only hear the sound of the game coming from the subwoofers on both sides. It was not difficult to hear the intensity of the fighting in the game just from the sound.

"Ahhhhh! Give me one more minute! One minute! Go die, die, die!"

The clear male voice was accompanied by the sound of the game in the subwoofer, mixed with the crackling sound of pressing the handle, echoing in the room.

If the authors of several novels lying randomly beside his bed had not written his name, and there were photos of his smiling face printed on the waist of the books, it would be really difficult for anyone to imagine that this well-known youth literature idol male

Writer, life is actually like this.

At least Ji Ruoyu had never imagined it. Although she had made a lot of mental preparations before ringing the doorbell, the scene she saw before her eyes still made her stop at the door, stunned.

It lasted about a minute.

After she was mentally prepared and carrying large and small bags, she finally walked to the door with the address written on it, and then she raised her hand and pressed the doorbell on the door.

There was no response for a long time. Ji Ruoyu frowned and couldn't help but think of what Qiu Qiao said, "What you are facing is a devil, so don't care how angelic his face is. Don't be fooled."

! That’s all a lie! It’s an illusion! Remember, that’s a bastard boy! He’s a devil!”

After Ji Ruoyu took a deep breath, he thought of Qiu Qiao's teachings again, "This guy's work and rest schedule is pretty good. He usually doesn't stay up late. He's awake during the day, so if he doesn't open the door, he's either playing games."

!Or just drinking and playing games at the same time!”

Qiu Qiao didn't give a second possibility. He was playing games after all, "So just ring the doorbell as hard as you can!"

Ji Ruoyu reached out and pressed the doorbell frantically.

It wasn't until my fingers were numb that I heard a man's clear voice coming from the intercom system, accompanied by the sounds of game fighting. Of course, the tone was a little impatient.

"Just leave your things at the door. You can go, thank you."

Thank you?

Ji Ruoyu's face turned red. He looked at the splint on his hand and thought that although he had relaxed a lot, he still felt a slight pain in his lower abdomen whenever he thought about it.

I couldn't help but rush forward with a burst of anger. Of course, it can also be understood that the mood fluctuates greatly during menstruation.

She laughed coldly and replied lightly to the intercom on the door, "Do you think I am a courier? Do you think I am a courier? I have to sign for the courier, or do you think I am a city runner? I have to sign for the city runner?

Where’s the money?”

Ji Ruoyu has always been good-tempered, and today is definitely a special event. Special circumstances require special treatment. So after she said such sarcastic words, she actually didn't realize there was anything wrong with her. She just frowned and held the bag with her fingers.

He clenched it so tightly that his joints were turning white.

There was no movement inside immediately. I don't know if this guy turned off the intercom. He didn't even hear the sound of playing the game earlier.

Ji Ruoyu frowned, turned around and left with the bag in hand. As soon as he turned his head and took a step, he heard a click behind him.

The door opened.

A thin and tall man stood at the door, his head tilted slightly, looking towards her with a pair of crooked smiling eyes, his brows seemed to be slightly wrinkled, but there was no sadness or joy in his eyes. He looked very casual.

His hair was still a little disheveled, and his pair of jeans felt a little too wide. His trousers were too long and were stepped on by his bare feet, and his toes were still moving restlessly.

He raised his hand and scratched his disheveled hair, and his brows finally relaxed when his eyes glanced at the bottles and cans in the bag Ji Ruoyu was carrying.

"Hey, the antidote has finally arrived."
Chapter completed!