The class on Friday was very relaxed, but Fang Jie and the others had a literature class in the afternoon. Tang Tingting originally wanted to drag Luo Yu to attend, but Luo Yu ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
"After listening to the class of a bald and constipated old man, I will become like that unknowingly." Tang Tingting and Fang Jie vaguely heard this sentence from the direction where Luo Yu disappeared.
"Forget it, go back and fix him." Tang Tingting held Fang Jie's arm, "Sister, let's go and ignore the big bad guy."
After spending an afternoon at Han Yixue's bar, the girl chased Luo Yu and asked him where he had gone during the fan meeting that day, but Luo Yu could only explain it away by saying he had something urgent to do.
An afternoon of flirting with the hot-bodied Han Yixue passed quickly.
"Remember to come often." Han Yixue poured another glass of soda water for Luo Yu. Since the last time at the Shura Field, the Korean siblings looked at Luo Yu with a higher gaze. Those who can go to the Shura Field to watch the game are either rich or noble.
Although Luo Yu's usual behavior is a bit... obscene, he is definitely not the superficial and lustful person of the nouveau riche. His calmness when encountering danger and his scornful aura towards others made Han Feng feel that this person
It's not easy. Getting acquainted with Luo Yu will probably save you a lot of trouble in establishing yourself in Zhonghai.
"I feel like I've been here very often..." Gudugudu drank a glass of water, and Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "My home is quite far away from here."
"Hmph, you have money to take a taxi." Han Yixue curled her lips and didn't even blink when she gave her 100,000 yuan last time.
"This dress..." Luo Yu didn't want to say anything on that issue. The gray skirt with slits on both sides on Han Yixue looked familiar. It seemed that she and she had bought it together last time.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Han Yixue spun around in a circle, wearing 8cm high-heeled sandals, close-fitting cropped pants, a gray skirt over a white tight T-shirt, and her long hair hanging down.
It looks charming but also contains pure beauty.
"Beautiful." Luo Yu nodded seriously.
"I bought this dress with you last time." Han Yixue looked at the ceiling and thought, "It seems to be 4,800 yuan."
Luo Yu almost fell off the chair. My brother hasn't said that he will marry you yet. Luo Yu looked at the short-sleeved shirt he bought for 20 yuan from the third stall of the night market and sighed. People are so popular.
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When Luo Yu came out of Futao Bar, she remembered that Han Yixue seemed to have spent the money she spent on clothes last time on herself.
"Forget it, forget it, I can pay off my debts with meat in the future, you are in such good shape." Luo Yu thought about the dirty thoughts and looked at the sky. The sun was about to set, and the setting sun dragged out a long shadow on the ground. Luo Yu's right eyelid
I jumped a few times for no reason.
"Yeah." Looking at the time on his phone, Luo Yu called a car, "Go to Qingshan Villa Area." That was the name of the villa area where Xia Jing's family lived.
Watching the red sun setting outside the window toward the horizon, Luo Yu suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Asking the driver to wait at the entrance of the supermarket, Luo Yu went in and bought some vegetables for dinner, then returned to the car and continued her journey.
After calling Tang Tingting and telling her that she would not go back for dinner that night, Luo Yu hung up the phone with the girl's coquettish voice. Luo Yu smiled and suddenly felt that she was being hypocritical.
"I should be considered a good person." Looking at a chicken and several ingredients piled at his feet, Luo Yu rested his head on his hands.
The phone rang. Luo Yu took it out to see if it was Miao Xinghai. Isn't this old man retired? Why is he still so active all day long? Aren't he afraid of being shot in the head by a kid?
"Xiaoyu, where are you?" Miao Xinghai's voice couldn't tell whether he was concerned or not.
"What happened on the way to dinner?" Luo Yu flicked her nails with her other hand, "If you have anything to do in the future, just ask Tingting's father to call me. After all, he is my father-in-law."
After being exposed by Luo Yu, Miao Xinghai smiled awkwardly. The reason why he contacted Luo Yu all along was because he was afraid that Luo Yu and Tang Feng were not as familiar as him and Luo Yu. There were some things that were difficult to say. This time Luo Yu
Yu made it clear, so it will be easier to talk about anything in the future.
"In a few days, the Japanese will have his 31st match. This time our side is the Sanda King of Shaanxi." Miao Xinghai said, "I don't know if we can win."
"Let's talk about it if we can't win." Luo Yu told Miao Xinghai what he saw at Yang Fucheng's place last time.
"Oh, I will tell Tang Feng about this." Miao Xinghai pondered for a moment, and it was obvious that he also noticed a strange smell.
"Take care of yourself, I only pay attention to Tingting's safety." Luo Yu hung up the phone, feeling depressed for a while and then recovered. Nothing happened, why should she be so worried.
When they arrived at Xia Jing's villa, Luo Yu found the door key from under the mailbox and went in as instructed last time. The house was dark, and a thin layer of dust on the table showed that the owner had not been at home for several days.
There is a note on the table that says Juanxiu's boy: "Luo Yu, I'm very busy with work these days and may not be at home. I may be back on Friday this week, but it won't be early. Don't wait for me."
"I'm not at home." Luo Yu stroked her sleeves, "Husband, please tidy you up."
At around 2 o'clock in the morning, Xia Jing dragged her tired body back into the house. The tabletop was spotless, the floor was so bright that it could be used as a mirror, and the air seemed to have the fragrance of air freshener.
"This is..." Seeing a new note on the table, Xia Jing hurriedly picked it up.
To my dear wife: I cleaned the house for you and took out the garbage. In the pot is the chicken soup I just made today. You can heat it up in the microwave and drink it. I don’t have any other dishes because I’m too lazy.
Go ahead, remember to have a good rest and call me when you get back. My phone is always on, waiting for you.
With a layer of mist in her eyes, Xia Jing walked into the kitchen and opened the lid of the casserole. The thick chicken soup seemed to be a little warm, and the bowls and spoons were already placed aside.
Luo Yu was lying on the bed watching TV when her cell phone rang. She pressed the answer button and put it to her ear. A soft and soft voice came from it: "Husband..."
When Luo Yu woke up in the morning, she looked at the time and it was only 7 o'clock.
"Can't sleep!" Luo Yu scratched his scalp desperately. Last night, Xia Jing's disgusting words made Luo Yu feel excited until about 5 o'clock before he started to feel sleepy. However, he woke up at 7 o'clock now, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.
No drowsiness.
"Honey, I miss you." "Come and accompany me when you have time." Xia Jing's voice kept hovering in Luo Yu's ears. Luo Yu propped her chin and looked out the window. When did this girl learn this tender offensive? You know
Yesterday, the title on the note was still "Luo Yu".
"It's over, it's over, I lost immunity to girls so easily, what should I do?" The irritated Luo Yu took a towel to the bathroom and took a shower to calm down, but she was still very excited.