The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

Pu Yiyang was so shocked that he thought he was hallucinating.

He tremblingly asked Xiang Hong: "Mr. Xiang, what did you say?"

Xiang Hong repeated impatiently: "I said I want to live in another place. Hurry up, pack up and go to your house."

In Pu Yiyang's heart, ten thousand alpacas ran past.

He almost wanted to ask Xiang Hong if there was some monstrous rule in their way that once they showed their bodies to someone, they would have to buy and sell for the rest of their lives or something.

He glanced at Mr. Xiang, and asked unwillingly, "Mr. Xiang, are you serious?"

Xiang Hong propped his chin with one hand, and looked up at him angrily: "You think I'm you, talking drunk after drinking some yellow soup? Go away, dawdle, do you want me to kick your ass?"

Pu Yiyang looked at Mr. Xiang's bare insteps, his heart trembled suddenly, he felt that he couldn't bear it, so he had to bite the bullet and nod his head.

Xiang Hong did what he said, changed his clothes, and really drove Pu Yiyang out of the house.

The two people next door had been waiting at the door for a long time, Da Jing looked hunched over, his whole body seemed to shrank, waiting anxiously for the boss to say something.Unexpectedly, Xiang Hong didn't say a single serious word, and directly announced the decision that Pu Yiyang had notified a few minutes ago.

Now even Wu Xuechun had surprise written all over his face.

Xiang Hong: "Help me tidy up briefly, I won't be back these few days."

These years, even if he stayed in Jiangcheng, he would not return to Renjie's place. He had lived in this hotel for a long time, and it was more or less half of his family. Now he could move if he wanted to, or move to another person's house, which was really unexpected.

Knowing that the boss is actually not a person who says that the wind is the rain, he must have made up his mind to say that, Wu Xuechun looked at Pu Yiyang with a complicated expression, and when he thought of what might have happened in the previous hour, he felt a little blocked , it was rare that he did not follow Xiang Hong's instructions immediately, and remained in place.

As a creature with only one brain pathway, Da Jing never could hide his thoughts, his eyes rolled around Pu Yiyang and Xiang Hong several times, and he asked directly: "Boss, boss, live together?"

The person was kidnapped by him, but this progress was too fast.

"It's fine if you say so," Xiang Hong actually smiled, and put his arms around Pu Yiyang's shoulders without hesitation, his dark eyes fell on the two of them, "From now on, you will be smarter in everything you do."

Wu Xuechun felt the deep meaning in Xiang Hong's gaze, immediately suppressed the turmoil in his heart, pulled Da Jing's arm, and went into the room to tidy up for Xiang Hong.

Without waiting for the two younger brothers, Xiang Hong hailed a car and sent himself to Pu Yiyang's house. He stood at the entrance of the small one-person apartment for a long time, and squeezed out a few words: "It really fits your taste."

Pu Yiyang's house has two characteristics, small and chaotic.

Objectively speaking, he wasn't as aesthetically shoddy as Xiang Hong despised, and his hygiene habits weren't bad either.His house is just what an ordinary poor homeboy's house should look like.

Poverty determines that he cannot afford to rent a better house, and being home determines that he has countless bits and pieces of property to meet the grand goal of staying at home.

His house has only one room and one living room. In the living room, there is a single sofa, with the sofa as the axis, and paper books, data discs and game discs are piled up on the surrounding floor.The treasures that have been accumulated over the years stand tenaciously in a way that they will fall down at the slightest touch, looking like exquisitely designed alien obelisks.

Xiang Hong stared at the mess and didn't take another step forward.

Pu Yiyang read the deep disgust from every small arc on his face, his face was heavy with pain, but a trace of luck floated up in his heart uncontrollably: "Mr. eyes, or else..."

"Forget it." Xiang Hong raised a hand to prevent Pu Yiyang from making new suggestions, and took the second step into the room arrogantly and resignedly, with an attitude that the emperor should be complacent during his private visit.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you can convince yourself to walk in, sitting on the sofa full of holes seems not so terrible.

Pu Yiyang also wanted to show his kindness as a landlord: "What would Mr. Xiang drink?"

Xiang Hong asked back, "What do you have here?"

Pu Yiyang opened the refrigerator and took a look: "Uh, cherry, ginger juice, mojito... Plus the original flavor, Coke."

The corner of Xiang Hong's mouth twitched: "You mean you only drink Coke?"

Pu Yiyang finally made Mr. Xiang a cup of jasmine tea in a bag.

He searched all over the cupboards to find this tea bag. If I remember correctly, he helped Chang Yuan run errands to buy coffee a few weeks ago, and the cafe had a promotion to give it away.

Xiang Hong took the cup with the missing mouth, took a sip, and didn't move again.

He occupied the only sofa in the living room where people could sit. Pu Yiyang didn't feel embarrassed to squeeze over to sit down together, so he leaned against the edge of the kitchen door frame and looked at him from a few meters away.

This distance is a good buffer for the two people who were still in close contact on the bed just now.

Pu Yiyang scratched his eyebrows, took a breath, and boldly asked that question: "Mr. Xiang, give me an explanation?"

Xiang Hong glanced at him: "Someone is watching us."

Pu Yiyang was startled, and turned his head left and right.

Xiang Hong frowned: "I didn't mean this."

He stretched out his palm to Pu Yiyang, and inside it was a black object that was half the size of the little fingernail just now.

Pu Yiyang was astonished: "Pinhole camera?"

Xiang Hong nodded: "I just found it in...the hotel cabinet. So I can't stay there anymore."

He said he felt a little uncomfortable just now.The foundation is too white, even after drinking some wine, the skin is already pink, but it is still very easy to blush.

Pu Yiyang didn't dare to let go of his petty thoughts, so he quickly turned his attention away from Mr. Xiang's beautiful appearance, stared at the camera and said, "Mr. Xiang, do you have enemies?"

Xiang Hong looked at Pu Yiyang for a while, seemed to be thinking about it, and then said, "It's Wu Zheng. He doesn't like me, maybe he wants my life."

He briefly explained to Pu Yiyang the relationship between Wu Zheng and the Tianlong Gang, as well as Xiang Renjie, including where the stalkers in the Seattle forest came from, but he concealed one thing.

Where was the pinhole camera brought out of the hotel room removed from?

Xiang Hong's gaze flicked over the pair of glasses that had been put on the bridge of the man's nose from time to time, and while talking about these past events, he couldn't stop thinking, what happened to him?

Even Wu Xuechun didn't make it clear about the quarrels he had with Wu Zheng in his heart, but when he came to this person, it was like a floodgate was opened, and everything was said.

He didn't want to admit that he was worried about this person.Why did you follow this man home?He said it because he was afraid that the hotel would no longer be safe, so he wanted to find another place to hide?

idiot.

The moment he stepped into this room, he found more than 20 security loopholes. If someone really wanted to lay an ambush here to kill him, it would be much easier than in the hotel he was familiar with.

That is to say, someone who is really naive and dull as the person in front of him will immediately accept his excuse.

Only he himself knows that the moment he was most astonished that night was not when he saw that man appearing on his bed without clothes—of course, this was enough to challenge his nerves, but what surprised him even more was that this A video camera he stumbled across.

He has already checked that this thing can not only collect information, but also has a GPS positioning function, which means that no matter where this guy goes, someone hiding in the dark will know it all.

But why?

That person, or rather, Wu Zheng, why did he stare at him like this?

Could it be because of... him?Because he showed too much attention to this person on a whim?

If this is the case, then this fool who doesn't know what he is involved in and who may die at any moment is really too innocent.

Xiang Hong gritted his teeth secretly.

On the opposite side, Pu Yiyang was dumbfounded after hearing the story about the relationship between gangsters and shopping malls. After digesting for a while, he said, "Then, that, the camera is for?"

Xiang Hong had his own words: "Catch me."

Pu Yiyang blinked. Although he felt shameless, he still couldn't find a second explanation, pointing to himself: "The reason?"

Xiang Hong suddenly felt that this person's performance was very interesting, and another plan came up in his heart, and he glanced at him calmly: "I probably think I have a crush on you."

Pu Yiyang almost smashed the can in his hand.

"Mr. Xiang, I'll explain to Mr. Wu," he said calmly, "I can't tarnish your innocence."

Unexpectedly, Xiang Hong stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Xiao Xiang always stood up and approached slowly, only less than ten centimeters away from him.

"I want you," those three words frightened Pu Yiyang's heart, but fortunately there is still more to come, "cooperate."

Pu Yiyang squeezed out a smile: "What does Mr. Xiang want me to cooperate with?"

Xiang Hong stretched out a slender finger, and lifted the collar of Pu Yiyang's shirt, which he had just buttoned up, and said sweetly, "Be my handle."

Even knowing that this sentence is a tactic to harass the enemy, Pu Yiyang still couldn't help but feel hot.

I don't know where his reaction made Xiang Hong amused, Xiao Xiang always laughed wildly a few times, just like a big cat that has been patted down, he lay back on the sofa contentedly, and he didn't even seem to dislike his place being too dirty Mess up.

It's hard to live under the same roof with someone, and it's even harder to live with a domineering president with an unpredictable personality.

Less than half an hour after Boss Xiang came to his house, the younger brother named Dajing delivered the luggage, which was two big boxes.What the hell is that, after he opened the door, the big brother still twitched for a long time, blushing and called "sister-in-law".

Pu Yiyang was so frightened that he almost greeted the door of his house in people's faces.

Sending Dajing away with goosebumps all over his body, he stared at the two boxes of things for a while, and after giving up the only room to Xiang Hong, he dragged the two boxes while listening to Mr. Xiang complaining that this place was crowded and that place was dirty, helpless fell asleep on the sofa.

This night he slept as if he was squeezed between two cliffs, his neck and legs stiffened into iron plates.

The nightmare was still far from over. On the following Sunday, Pu Yiyang kept seeing the handsome young man under Xiang Hong wearing glasses at his home, and every time he came to the door, he was giving a gift to Mr. Xiang who lived in his home. thing.

Quilts, pillows, slippers, tea cups, countless personal items, and even a wardrobe.

While Wu Xuechun was chattering with Pu Yiyang about which tea should be paired with those sets of teacups that seemed to have little difference, and when and on what occasion to make it for Xiang Hong to drink, Pu Yiyang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother, why don't you think of a way to take your boss away." He clasped his hands together and sincerely begged, "My place is too small to house his big Buddha."

Wu Xuechun frowned, and said in dissatisfaction: "Mr. Pu, since the matter has reached this point, there is no need to evade it, otherwise it will only make the boss sad."

Pu Yiyang raised his forehead countless times, and thought to himself, it turns out that the brain circuit of the most normal-looking person is not normal, what is the situation between him and Xiang Hong?There was nothing between them except sleeping together all night and then rolling around on the bed naked!

But Wu Xuechun finally listened to half of his words, nodded and said: "The place is a bit small."

As a result, after an hour, the living room of Pu Yiyang's house took on a completely new look.

He seriously doubts that this young man surnamed Wu who is full of nanny temperament can use space spells. Otherwise, how can he keep his pile of treasures and at the same time change to a double-wide sofa bed and put a bed on it? Carpet, plus a big desk?

In the end, Wu Xuechun also emptied his refrigerator and stuffed a bunch of high-end ingredients that he didn't even recognize.

Pu Yiyang felt sorry for his four flavors of Coke, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Xiang Hong added the knife very unkindly: "That kind of unhealthy thing should have been thrown away."

Pu Yiyang said angrily: "Where is it unhealthy? I have been drinking for more than ten years, what's the problem?"

Xiang Hong glanced at his waist meaningfully, and said: "Is there any problem, you have to try it to know."

Then he turned around suavely and went back to the room.

Pu Yiyang: "..."

Was he being teased?He must have been molested!

What the hell is going on with this big boss?

God, is it too late for him to choose to switch back to rival mode?At least he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, that Mr. Xiang who frequently grabs him by the neck and yells at his head is much easier to deal with than the one in front of him.

This must be his retribution for the few seconds of wild thinking last night.

Pu Yiyang squatted in his house that was turned upside down in just one day, and realized sadly that his unlucky value seemed to have reached a new peak in his life.