There is a krypton gold boss in the live broadcast room

Meng Hanchu has just changed jobs, and although he has settled on a place to live, the new home is still under renovation, and it will take some time before he can move in.So he temporarily lived in a serviced apartment until his new home was renovated.

When Li Huaigui brought Xiang Cun to find him, he was having a heated fight with the little Midi fans in Xiang Cun's fan group.

When Meng Hanchu received a call from his friend and learned that Xiang Cun was outside the door, Meng Hanchu's heart trembled, and he quickly threw aside the bathrobe he just wore after taking a shower.Putting on a set of pajamas that looked more mature, I just wanted to go out and open the door, but when I walked to the door, I realized that something was wrong, quickly cleaned up all the hair that had fallen out, and made sure that the whole room was clean before I summoned up the courage Open the door and welcome.

...

"Is this here?" Xiang Cunwang looked at the house number, then at the WeChat records of the boss and Meng Hanchu, and asked uncertainly.

At this point they have been standing here for a full 15 minutes.As soon as he came here, the boss sent a message to Meng Hanchu to tell him that he was here, and the other party quickly replied that he would come right away.But 15 minutes have passed since that sentence, and several messages have been sent during this period, but there has been no response from the other party.

The two walked around the door at a loss, and as time passed, they couldn't help becoming nervous.

The boss nodded and said affirmatively, "It's right here."

"Then why hasn't he responded to our messages or answered the phone? Could something have happened?" Several news rumors suddenly popped up in Xiang Cun's mind, and he became more and more worried.

Just when the two of them couldn't hold back and almost wanted to call Yaoyaoling, the door finally opened after the long-awaited response.

"I've been waiting for a long time, please come in." Meng Hanchu smiled slightly at Xiang Cun, who nodded and responded with a smile at the same time, observing the surrounding environment curiously.

The decoration and layout here still retain the hotel's default design scheme, which looks neat and tidy, but after all, it still lacks some human touch.

Meng Hanchu greeted Xiang Cun to sit down, and asked enthusiastically, "Would you like something to eat, a snack or a drink?"

"No need..." Xiang Cun just wanted to get his key back and went home, but he was only halfway through his refusal when Li Huaigui's loud voice completely covered his speech.

"I'll just have a glass of milk, with rocks and sugar, thanks."

Meng Hanchu paused, turned his head to face him, his eyes turned into full of disgust, he pulled out a can of goat milk powder from the refrigerator, and threw it in front of Li Huaigui, "Go by yourself."

The latter picked up the jar, looked around, his face was full of doubts: "Could it be stored?"

"Then stop drinking, don't worry about getting fat after eating so much at night." Meng Hanchu sneered.

When he turned his head again, he put on Xiang Cun's familiar smile again, and said softly, "You still don't want to eat? Then... do you want supper?"

There was a smile in the gentle voice, which added a bit of tenderness, and the familiar voice made Xiang Cun suddenly fascinated.

Faintly feel that there is something to be grasped, but the most critical piece is missing, seeing the opportunity slip away in vain.

Xiang Cun ignored the inexplicable regret in his heart, stood up directly, and refused: "Thank you, but it's so late now, I'm really sorry for us to bother you at this time, I just planned to take the key and leave now." I'm going back. Let's play together some other day when I'm free?"

After hearing this, Meng Chuhan lowered his eyelids, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and his tone was still gentle: "Well, I didn't think carefully, I should have notified you as soon as I found the key, which caused you to be so I ran so far late. I still have a place here. You are both tired. It is not safe to drive at night. And it is still raining outside. If you don’t mind, I will stay here for one night. good?"

The "Is it okay" question at the end is like a gentle coaxing, making it difficult for people to refuse this kindness that sounds extraordinarily sincere.

The boss looked from the corner of his eye, and a soft hairball appeared in his sight, and immediately fell into it, nodding his head in agreement: "No problem, the rain outside seems to be getting heavier, if this continues, it will be a long way." It would be very unsafe."

The boss's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense seems to be getting better and better.Xiang Cun thought to himself: When they first went out, it was clear and clear, how could it be raining now?

He subconsciously looked out, but unexpectedly it was raining in the sky, just as he was about to get closer to the windows to look, the sound of the rain gradually became more and more rapid, as if it was going to be a squall.

Xiang Cun: "..." The crow's mouth is really scary!

...

The fragrance of mint-flavored shower gel mixed with the floral fragrance of saponins on the quilt, Xiang Cun was surrounded by a strange smell, but he didn't hate this smell, on the contrary, he felt a little warm.

But he still tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Browsing the web aimlessly with the mobile phone, but a prompt that the network is unreachable popped up.Just as he was about to turn on the wifi, he realized that this was not his home.

Unfamiliar room, standard hotel room layout, and even two boxes of unpacked covers on the bedside table, and various brands of Lubricant Lubricant in the drawer.

Xiang Cun thought about whether he wanted to be a good person, so he called Qin Xize to come over to catch the adulterer. Anyway, the venue has all the equipment, the time and place are favorable, and the people love and discord.

Although he is not interested in pimping, it does not prevent him from imagining the scene where the boss panicked.

After tossing and turning for a while, Xiang Cun felt a little dry, and was about to find some water to drink.Walking to the entrance, he took off the charging phone and glanced at the time, then flipped through the comments on the newly uploaded fighting skill recording screen.

Suddenly, Ruoyouwuwu's singing voice reached Xiang Cun's ears through the door, as if the most sensitive place on his heart was gently scratched by a paw, and Xiang Cun felt a throbbing in his chest for no reason.

He clutched his chest, took a deep breath and opened the door.

The light in the living room was still on, and the orange light shone from above, softening his face.

The person who was humming a song and playing games all night was surprised by the sound he made.

As if he had already realized his needs, Meng Hanchu put down his phone, poured him a glass of water, added a few spoonfuls of honey, and passed the glass over with a smile on his face: "Why don't you sleep, can't you sleep?"

"Thank you." Xiang Cun took it flattered, and subconsciously glanced at the bottle containing honey, which turned out to be his favorite brand on weekdays.

Xiang Cun's mood became more subtle.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Since Meng Hanchu's suite only had two bedrooms, it was inevitable that there would be differences in allocation.Xiang Cun was assigned to one room without any suspense, and the remaining room was occupied by Li Huaigui in an extremely hooligan manner.

Meng Hanchu: Roll on.

Li Huaigui: I traveled all the way and brought you people here at night to create opportunities for you. Not only did you not thank me, you even attacked me!

Meng Hanchu: ...I understand the truth, but why don't you sleep on the sofa?Why are you shameless occupying my room?

Li Huaigui: This way you have an excuse to squeeze into the room with him, don't you? The sofa is already given to you, why don't you get on it soon.

Meng Hanchu: ...Really?

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