Soon, Chen Enci took out his pink thermos cup from the backpack behind him and handed it to the boy: "Here."
The boy lowered his head and stared at the thermos cup in her hand that was so pink that he couldn't look straight at it for a moment, "I am 22 years old, not 3."
Is this an insinuation of her naivety?
Chen Enci was a little dissatisfied, but thinking that this might be his future landlord, he smiled sweetly: "Do you have a water cup at home? I can pour water for you to drink. If not, it doesn't matter. I have a toothbrush cup.
It’s okay”
The young man raised his head again and looked at Chen Enci. This time, he stared at her for a few seconds longer than before. Then he lazily leaned against the door frame: "Tell me, what's the sales pitch?
"
Chen Enci: "I'm not a salesperson."
"The one who fixes the toilet?"
Chen Enci took a deep breath, and the smile on his face became sweeter: "No, brother, I'm here to rent a house."
The boy raised his eyebrows when she called her "brother". After a few seconds, he said, "Brother does not rent to minors."
Chen Enci: "I'm an adult! I'm 20 years old!"
"I won't rent even if I'm an adult." The young man took two steps back, as if he was about to close the door for the third time.
Chen Enci quickly took a step forward and blocked the door with his feet.
She observed this community all the way and was very satisfied. When the boy opened the door, she took a look inside. It was clean and tidy. The most important thing was that the rent was cheap enough. She didn't want to miss such a pie-in-the-sky opportunity, so she stopped the boy from closing the door.
Then, in the next second, he grabbed the boy's T-shirt and said unconsciously: "Brother, I'm easy to talk to. It doesn't matter if you don't have air conditioning, it doesn't matter if you don't have a table, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a wardrobe. I only rent your room and bed.
"
Teenager: "My bed?"
Chen Enci didn't realize there was anything wrong with this sentence, and nodded his head fiercely: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
The young man clicked his tongue and asked, "How much is the rent?"
Chen Enci thought the boy had forgotten the rent he mentioned, so he reminded him: "1800."
The young man nodded, suddenly bent over, and looked directly into Chen Enci's eyes: "If you want to rent my bed, you have to add a zero at the end."
Chen Enci blinked, then blinked again, and then his ears turned red: "I didn't mean to rent your bed, I meant to rent your other bed."
"For my other beds, you have to add a zero at the end."
"No, I mean the bed you don't sleep on, it's not what you think, I"
When Chen Enci was explaining to the boy with a blushing face, a voice came from behind them: "Brother Jie."
Chen Enci turned around, and a boy wearing a black T-shirt quickly jumped up from the stairs: "Brother, I forgot to tell you, I made the decision without permission and rented the second bedroom of this house to this beautiful young lady.
"
"Did I let you make your own decisions?" The young man who was called Brother Jie had a look of displeasure on his face.
The black-t-shirted boy smiled apologetically and carried the boy into the house.
Through the iron gate, Chen Enci heard a high-pitched voice occasionally coming from inside: "I beg you, Brother Jie, can't you do it because you are my father?"
"Brother Jie, I kneel down for you!"
""
When the sky outside the window completely darkened, the iron door opened, and the boy in black t-shirt picked up Chen Enci's box with a happy expression: "My name is Rong Yu, you can call me Rong Rong, or you can call me Yu Yu, this room
The second bedroom is yours. The person you rent with is named Qin Jie."