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Who? "Alan answered the phone that rang restlessly just now with sleepy eyes.

"Your uncle! Where's the person?"

Allen thought of the person's name slowly in his mind, oh, yes, it was her.

"Why are you here now?" Allen struggled to find his clothes, "I thought you arrived last night."

"Isn't that important? Where's the person who greets me? Where's my flower basket? Where's my luxury car? Where's my cheers? God, the customs saw me like seeing a ghost, and asked me several times if I made a mistake. place."

"You didn't hit anyone, did you?" Allen asked lazily.

"Why am I beating him? I'm full. No, me, what the hell." The girl on the other side of the phone could be heard to be grumpy and stomping her feet angrily.

"Calm down...wait for me for half an hour."

"Half an hour? Are you kidding me? My day..."

Allen hung up the phone, stroked his hair, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

At 23:[-], Allen appeared at the huge but deserted airport.A girl in shorts, a dark blue shirt tied around her waist, and her hair tied up was standing arrogantly at the door, with a huge suitcase behind her.

"Jessica?"

The girl whose name was called stepped forward and threw her sunglasses to the ground.

Allen felt sorry for the poor sunglasses, and when Jessica stepped on them, there was a crisp cracking sound under her feet.

"Hmph!" The girl raised her chin, walked a few steps before remembering something, turned her head and asked, "Where's your car?"

Allen struggled to drag her suitcase, and answered her helplessly: "I'm underage, where can I get a car..."

"Yeah, tsk, I'm stupid." Jessica regretted why she came to this place where the birds don't shit.

Allen added just in time, "My friend drove..."

"Didn't you fucking say it earlier? I was thinking of calling the plane back just now."

"..."

"This is Ann."

Jessica raised her chin, indicating that she had said hello.

Ann nodded coldly.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely awkward, and Allen didn't know how to speak.Well, it's better not to talk about this situation...

"Hey, how is your date, are you still alive?"

"Divided, no, hung up. Well, both."

Jessica gave Alan a disgusted look, and the latter explained, "How long have you been away, it's all..." Jessica interrupted her, and Alan said "old things" in his throat. The four words were swallowed again.

"Did she dump you, or did you dump her?"

"She..." Seeing Ann's face getting worse and worse, Allen wanted to touch his forehead.

"Damn it, that's definitely a bitch..." Jessica cursed.

"Be civilized. She's a nice person," Allen said.

Jessica was still angry, and remembered the phone call again, "I'm stupid, I'm an international reporter, you know, international!" She sighed fiercely, "Now the mother is a war reporter, it's all your fault! You Make it up to me!"

Allen gave her a supercilious look, and Jessica rushed forward with all her teeth and claws.

Allen wanted to say something to Ann when he got out of the car, but was pulled away by Jessica.

"You made my wife angry, what should I do?"

"Mum, she is more important than me. I just came back after flying a long way for more than ten hours. I'm so pissed off that no one came to greet me..."

"Come on, Miss Jessica. You are in your twenties, can you still be so childishly angry?"

"Tut tsk tsk. Look at you like that. If I hadn't seen your little girlfriend just now, I would have exposed you a long time ago. Terrible woman."

Allen smiled indifferently, "Did you get the thing?"

"if not?"

"It's a pity, I still want to post a photo of you playing drunk. I think you will be on the trending list tomorrow."

"□□."

"Who is it?"

"you!"

"I don't mind."

"Ah ah ah ah."

From the time they first met, Jessica was eaten to death.

Allen opened the envelope, glanced at it briefly, and said with a friendly smile: "Okay, you are useless, you can go."

Jessica was shocked, "You, you, how can I have such a bad person." She almost couldn't catch her breath.

"I'm lying to you." Allen found a listing card from his bag and threw it to her. "The work visa is completed. You can stay as long as you want. Then there will be a special plane to take you back. It's a press pass. Basically, where do you go?" It's all right. Just be careful not to be chewed out by the zombies, I don't have so much time to help you collect the corpse."

Only now did Jessica feel a little comfort in her heart, "Who the hell is this guy?"

"A man who didn't have time to speak."