The Almighty Wife explodes

Meng Yao took the key and went upstairs.

As soon as I arrived on the second floor, I saw a sloppy woman put the garbage at the door, and then turned her head to teach her husband, saying that he didn't know how to do housework and didn't even throw out the garbage.

The tone is sharp and harsh, and the words used are mixed with their local dialect.

Meng Yao didn't understand it, but Meng Yao was able to draw conclusions from the woman's demeanor and the reaction of the man being scolded. This must not be a good word, and nine out of ten it is a local curse word.

Not to be outdone, the man lying on the sofa began to scold his wife inside.

The voices of the two were louder, but the woman was still standing at the door.

The sound insulation effect of this floor is poor, and the noise makes people's brain hurt.

At this time, the young man who was woken up on the opposite side also opened the door angrily, angrily telling the couple to go home and quarrel, don't disturb their sleep, or they will kill them!
Meng Yao looked in the direction of speaking.

It was found that the young man had dyed red hair, which covered more than half of his eyes and face, and he didn't know how long it had been cleaned, and the hair was frizzy on his head.

Moreover, there are thick dark circles around his eyes, one can tell that he is an Internet addicted teenager, and he must have stayed up late at night to play games.

Meng Yao suddenly felt that her head was a little messed up.

Why is there everyone in this kind of building?

She let out a long sigh.

When she was sizing up the internet-addicted boy, that boy also discovered that there was such a beautiful beauty not far away!

Still in good shape.

Immediately, the whole person was not sleepy, so he leaned against the door and whistled to Meng Yao, and said to Meng Yao in an extremely disrespectful tone.

"Hey, beauty, you live here too, would you like to invite me to your house for a while?"

While speaking, those greasy eyes stuck to Meng Yao's body.

Meng Yao walked up to him.

Reached for his doorknob.

That's it.

His doorknob twisted and twisted.

The red-haired man's face contorted for an instant, and gradually turned into a panic.

This woman was able to bend the handle of the iron door with her bare hands, what kind of strength is this!

If you change it into your own hands!

The red-haired boy couldn't imagine it!

He hastily closed the door, as if avoiding an evil star.

When the couple who were quarreling saw her bending the iron door with her bare hands, both of them were stunned and looked at her in a daze.

Meng Yao turned her head and put forward her suggestion to them "intimately", "Be quiet."

The couple nodded one after another, obedient.

Meng Yao stepped on her high heels and went upstairs slowly.

The only sound left is the click of high heels touching the ground.

Like a reminder.

The quarrelsome couple quickly closed the door.

It was quieter at last.

Meng Yao let out a long breath of relief.

She has never liked places that are too noisy, and ah, she is really not used to such a dirty building, the outside looks dirty, and the inside is also dirty.

I hope her room can be better. If her room is still dirty and smelly, she will definitely go to Director Zhao!

She couldn't stand such a living environment!

After opening the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, although the furnishings in the house have nothing to do with the well-off families, they can be regarded as clean and tidy. The whole style is the old wooden table and wooden bed of the 1990s.