Chapter 109: One kick to turn over the scumbag! 33
I slowly read through all the more than 20 messages sent by Chen Yang.
Sheng Anqing tapped her finger on the screen and only replied to Chen Yang with one sentence.
s:I've moved.
Chen Yang, who was waiting for Sheng Anqing at the entrance of the supermarket:...?
His message came back the next second.
Shanse twilight: Moving? Why move? Do you have money?
That’s what I said!
With a questioning look, Sheng Anqing curled her lips and felt very unhappy.
But the words she spoke seemed to be in a soft and weak tone.
s: I have a friend who said it was inconvenient for me to be injured and asked me to share a house with him.
Chen Yang stared hard at the word "him" and couldn't even maintain his usual gentle expression.
Shanse twilight: He? You live with other men??
This sentence was sent in a questioning tone again.
Sheng Anqing lay lazily on the sofa and showed a big smile to Sang Ling who came out after hearing the knock on the door.
Then he replied casually to Chen Yang.
s: Yes...yes, the doctor said that my wound should not be suffocated. There was no air conditioning in the place where I was, so it would be easily damaged. He was worried and asked me to temporarily...
Sheng An sent a long paragraph of explanation, but Chen Yang only saw the sentence "He is not worried".
Chen Yang's eyes widened and he could hardly breathe.
He is worried? Why should other men be worried about his girlfriend?!
Shanse Mu Nian: No, you move out immediately! I don’t allow you to live with other men.
Seeing this sentence, Sheng Anqing immediately laughed angrily and rolled her eyes.
s: But... the previous house has been vacated, and my hands are inconvenient. If I move out, where will I live?
Before Chen Yang could respond, another message from Sheng Anqing followed.
s: Actually... I also wanted to go to your house, although, although I really don't want to owe you anything! But, if I live in my boyfriend's house as my girlfriend... it should be possible, right?
After typing this sentence, Sheng Anqing hummed and watched Sang Ling bring in the takeout, placing the big bag on his side and the small bag on his side.
With a thud in her heart, Sheng Anqing opened her own bag, then watched Sang Ling slowly open the bag in front of him, her eyes widened in accusation.
"Why does yours look so rich!"
indeed.
There were at least three or four boxes placed in front of Sang Ling, and Sheng Anqing took a closer look.
Ouch! Fried chicken!
Ouch! BBQ!
Oops! Flower nail powder!
And in front of her...
There was a bowl of white porridge sitting alone, well... there were two side dishes on the side.
Sang Ling took a sip of powder into his mouth, squinted his eyes comfortably, and explained confidently.
"Because you can't eat these greasy things! It's not conducive to wound recovery!"
Sheng Anqing:......
Staring at the fried chicken in front of Sang Ling, Sheng Anqing sipped her saliva while fiercely stuffing a mouthful of porridge into her mouth.
The next second, tears were boiled out.
"Ahhh! Hot, hot, hot!!"
A mouthful of hot porridge was stuck in my mouth, and I didn't know where to spit it out.
Sang Ling looked up and was startled. Without thinking, he stretched out his big palm and brought it to Sheng Anqing's mouth, then patted her head to make her spit it out.
After the porridge actually vomited on Sang Ling's hand.
Both of them were stunned.
After a long time, Sang Ling coughed quietly, stood up and walked into the kitchen.
Sheng Anqing watched him leave, her expression still a little dull.
She just subconsciously didn't want to spit the porridge back into the bowl, fearing that she wouldn't be able to eat it later, but she didn't expect that Sang Ling didn't dislike her so much...
She herself never thought about catching the porridge spit out of her mouth with her hands...
This dullness quickly subsided after seeing Sang Ling walking out as if there was no one around.
Sang Ling also seemed to feel a little embarrassed, his face turned red and he ate the powder in front of him without saying a word.
He...he actually didn't expect that he would reach out and saw Sheng Anqing's eyes filled with tears from being burned. He didn't think much about it at all, for fear that the idiot would burn his mouth.
After the porridge was spit on his hand, he finally realized that there was a big problem with this behavior!
But when he went to wash his hands, Sang Ling thought about it in his heart and still felt that he didn't dislike it...
The atmosphere was very quiet. The two of them finished lunch in silence. There were no classes in the afternoon. Sheng Anqing quickly waved to Sang Ling and then limped into the room that Sang Ling had packed for her.
I have to say that although Sang Ling appears to be a big boss on the surface, he is actually very careful.
The whole room is very clean, the off-white walls are very stylish, and the blue-gray wardrobe is also very stylish... The big, tattered cardboard box on the floor is not very stylish...
Sheng Anqing clicked her tongue in disgust, and then realized that the box seemed a bit familiar.
Turn over and open it to take a look.
Oh, they are filled with some of my own clothes, including my little underwear and so on...
Sheng Anqing:…………
Sang Ling is indeed very attentive.
It's noon and you've eaten and drank enough, so it's best to take a nap.
But Sheng Anqing felt a little disgusted with her dirty clothes. After thinking about it, she sat down on the leather chair in front of the desk and leaned back comfortably.
It doesn't hurt your butt, it's very nice.
Take out your phone again.
Sheng Anqing saw a WeChat message from more than ten minutes ago.
Shanse twilight: My home... is a bit inconvenient. Forget it, I originally wanted to rent a new house for you, but I think it’s inconvenient and I really need someone to take care of me. You can stay at your friend’s house. I believe you.
With a sneer on her lips, Sheng Anqing certainly knew that Chen Yang would not agree.
After all... Tian Panpan still goes to Chen Yang's house from time to time. How dare Chen Yang let her live in it?
s: Well... okay then, I will take care of myself.
Sheng Anqing sent this sentence intentionally with some embarrassment, but Chen Yang did not reply.
As for whether he didn't see it or didn't want to go back after seeing it, Sheng Anqing didn't care that much.
Switching software, she started playing Happy Match again.
Set a small goal!
Before he dies, he must go through a thousand tests!
While playing, Sheng Anqing suddenly remembered something important. She stared at the screen of her phone and shouted 615 with a solemn face.
"Longlong, let me ask you something!"
Little Jinlong thought it was about the mission, so he answered very quickly.
【Xiao Qingqing, please ask!】
Sheng Anqing frowned, looked at the eye-catching level 523 in his hand with some reluctance, and asked hesitantly: "Can I save my game and take it to the next world?"
615:…………
This game was originally downloaded on the original owner's mobile phone. Sheng Anqing had just started to click on it, and the level was still at level 101. Now that she had broken through more than 500 levels, she was still very reluctant to let it go.
Moreover……
This game is great for killing boredom! There are more than 5,000 levels in total. Sheng Anqing feels that he can survive at least five tasks! Deal with five scumbags!
Then reach the ultimate goal of 5655!
Maximum sense of accomplishment!
[Author's digression]: Well... Happy Xiaoxiaole probably only has updated so many levels so far...?o((*^▽^*))o