After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

How dare he come here at this juncture?

Jiang Ran couldn't believe it, but he couldn't leave people outside, after all, who would have guessed what kind of demon the chick would be?

So he quickly opened the door a crack and dragged the person in like a thief.

Between the staggered footsteps, the entrance seemed to suddenly become very narrow. Jiang Ran took two steps back, evacuated out of the envelope of his tall body, and asked with a frown, "How did you come in? Didn't the reporters at the gate of the community think that you were so tall?" Does it look familiar?"

"Why do I have to pass in front of their eyes?" Zhou Fu took a step forward shamelessly, his eyes swept over the strands of hair raised by Jiang Ran's ears, and the curve of the shoulders and neck exposed because of the oversized neckline of the T-shirt The color of his eyes gradually became subtle, but he said in a disapproving tone: "They are just surrounding the entrances and exits. I can just climb in through the fence on the side."

"What?!" Jiang Ran's eyes widened, and his gaze swept back and forth across his body: "The fence in the community is nearly three meters high, and the point on the top is made like the head of a gun! What do you think? Dare to climb? Aren't you afraid that a hand slips and you don't hold it firmly, and you will be poked to death on it?"

"This..." Zhou Fushen raised his eyebrows and seemed to think about it, then smiled and said: "The risk and the benefit are always directly proportional. Since I can see you, it's all worth it."

"You..." Knowing that this behavior and thinking are full of perverse and absurd, but Jiang Ran suddenly felt his ears burn.

This may be the root cause of his swaying. Whether it is Ji Zai or Zhou Fushen, they all have one thing in common, that is, no matter how many shortcomings they have that are criticized, as long as they are determined to get something, the whole person will Become extra warm and charismatic.

Although this kind of enthusiasm may be extreme and perverse in the eyes of ordinary people, it is also because of this that they appear so unique.

Just as Jiang Ran felt mixed feelings in his heart, Ji Zai said again: "In comparison, do you think that man surnamed Nie is just a good-looking embroidered pillow?"

"..." Jiang Ran's feelings were swept away in an instant.

"You still have the nerve to say it?" He said, "Do you know how much I lost to others? Eight thousand six! You transfer it to me now!"

"He still cares about your asking for money?" Zhou Fushen showed a skeptical expression. He knew that Nie Zhixin was not the kind of person who could speak well, but he couldn't be so confused, right?

"Of course they can't have the nerve to let me ask for it." Jiang Ran glanced at him indifferently, then turned and walked to the living room: "It was I who called the restaurant later, and asked them to return the indemnity bill that Nie Zhixin paid, and then give it to me by myself." The restaurant paid again."

While talking, he walked over to the small round table with plush slippers and threw the hollowed out ice cream box into the trash can. At the same time, he did not forget to urge again: "Hurry up and transfer the money to me!"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Fushen agreed happily: "I will help you sort out the legal documents for free, and come here as soon as you are lonely, and you will be urged to pay for the bill in the end... Of course, I am a spare tire for these things. It should be done."

Jiang Ran turned around with disgust on his face: "Stop putting gold on your face, the real spare tire is much easier to control than you. First of all, they won't be so eccentric, and they won't come here uninvited. Asking twice on WeChat "Are you there?" is already the limit, and even if I don't reply, people won't lose their temper. Next time I have something to do, I will do it for me without complaining and without regret, and I will continue to do it from beginning to end. You won’t even touch me with your hands—this is the real qualified spare tire, okay?”

He looked contemptuously at the human being in front of him and said, "As for you, at best you are a pervert with no clue in your mind, and you are only one step away from being taken away by the police by sending me pictures of your indescribable parts on WeChat..."

"Correct a little bit." Zhou Fushen cut off his words: "I am a pervert with a height of 1.8 meters [-] and a handsome appearance. This kind of setting is a cute and charming villain even in movies."

1.8 meters seven...Jiang Ran glanced at the other party suspiciously. He felt that Ji Zaizi seemed to be about the same height as Zhou Fushen when he checked it with his eyes before. Is it really the same?What a coincidence.

He looked at Ji Zaizi, and suddenly his eyes moved to the bag in his hand. The LOGO printed on it seemed to belong to a well-known women's clothing brand.

"What's here?" Jiang Ran asked unsuspectingly.

"Oh." Zhou Fushen lowered his head, pulled out a high-end packaged box from his bag and handed it over: "It's prepared for you."

"Ah?" Jiang Ran didn't realize it for a while, and was even thinking in his head, could it be that this looks like a fashion gift box, but in fact it contains fried rice cakes that he was about to eat?

He took the box in a daze, unpacked it, and saw a set of clothes lying quietly inside. When he opened it, he found that it was a white printed T-shirt and an ankle-length black dress.

The room was suddenly silent for a moment, and the expression on Jiang Ran's face was indescribable, holding the skirt and repeating expressionlessly: "For me?"

"That's right." Zhou Fu said uneasily and confidently: "After all, if I want to take you out, I must disguise you for a while, right?"

"Pretend to be a fart!" Jiang Ran threw the skirt in his face with his backhand: "Who said I'm going out?"

Zhou Fushen grabbed the skirt, frowned and said, "Those reporters don't know when they will leave. Could it be that you have been holding back at home all this time?"

Jiang Ran straightened his back: "That's right! What's the matter, is it strange? I can stay at home for half a year without going out if I have food and drink."

Seeing that the original romantic escape plan was strongly resisted by the other party, Zhou Fu was immediately disappointed. His eyes fell on Lao Gao's ice cream bucket in the kitchen trash can, and then he looked at Jiang Ran's slightly rounded cheeks, and shook his head helplessly: "It's wrong for you to be proud instead of ashamed. If you continue like this, you will lose the capital of raising a spare tire."

"I want you to be widowed!" Jiang Ran said: "Neither the hospitalization nor Zhou Fushen can stop me from eating ice cream. Do you think you are special?"

"...Have you drank fake wine recently?" Zhou Fu said in displeasure, "Why is my nose not my nose and my face not my face?"

Jiang Ran ignored him, and went to the bedroom by himself: "I'm going to take a nap."

"You really don't want to go out with me?" Zhou Fushen followed him softly, "Put on a wig and a pair of white shoes, and walk with me all the way. I guarantee that no one will look at you carefully."

Jiang Ran covered his ears: "Don't bother me!"

"What if I take you to buy ice cream?" Zhou Fushen threw out the last weight: "Did you run out of stock in your home?"

Jiang Ran's footsteps suddenly stopped: "Uh..."

Seeing that the fish finally took the bait, Zhou Fushen raised the corners of his mouth and continued to make persistent efforts. His tone was so gentle that it almost melted into a puddle of water: "Do you still remember the red bean paste macaron from X? I bought it for you. It's in the car. You can buy it in the car." Ice cream on the way."

"..." Jiang Ran grabbed the door frame, turned his head slowly, his expression struggling: "Do you have to wear that suit?"

"It's okay." Zhou Fushen coaxed at the end: "No one will recognize it, don't worry."

Under the whispers of the devil and the lure of fattening objects, Jiang Ran finally compromised, and went into the bedroom with the matching skirt in his arms. He fiddled with it for nearly half an hour. During this period, Zhou Fushen asked two or three times outside the door. Wait for a while, but that was obviously an excuse to procrastinate. Seeing this, Zhou Fushen acted like a human trafficker who seduced a girl from a good family. He coaxed the hype outside, and in the end, it might be that Jiang Ran himself couldn't take it anymore, and all the voices in the room stopped. After a few minutes, he finally opened the door and walked out.

With a click, like some kind of signal, Zhou Fushen immediately stood up like a groom-to-be who was waiting for his fiancée to try on the wedding dress, showing a qualified expression mixed with amazement and appreciation.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ran didn't appreciate it, but was so ashamed that he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to pick off the wig: "I quit!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Zhou Fushen strode up to Jiang Ran and stopped him, but at this moment, the atmosphere seemed to stop, Zhou Fushen stared down at the pair of embarrassingly beautiful eyes, suddenly Unexpectedly, he raised his hand and wanted to wipe his red lips, but he didn't know if it was because of the long-buried timidity deep in his heart, but in the end he only vaguely wiped Jiang Ran's mouth with his fingertips.

Seriously: "You are so pretty."

"!!" Jiang Ran's pupils trembled for a moment, and dusty memories flooded up in his mind. He recalled the first time he met Zhou Fushen back then. At that time, he was driven downstairs by the other party in a daze. In the moonlit carriage, that person did the same thing, and wiped his lips with two fingers.

Said: "You are so pretty."

With a sudden jolt, Jiang Ran abruptly retreated to keep a distance from him, and said impatiently, "I'm not happy even if you praise me to the sky, okay? Hey... Hurry up and say hello to everything else, Anyway, it’s come to this point…”

"Hmm...Okay." Zhou Fushen thought of responding to him belatedly, with a vaguely dazed and imperceptibly sad expression on his face, wondering if he also remembered the past at that moment.

After all, not long ago, he and Jiang Ran had such a good time. From the throbbing when they first met to the rubbing each other on the sofa after marriage, they have become like this today-he doesn't care about people in front of him. Dare to recognize each other, but also not touch.

There wasn't even that much room left for him to feel lost.

……

In the end, after Jiang Ran was fully armed, his appearance had completely changed. If you don't look carefully, you can see that she is a tall and slightly sharp and indifferent Yujie. Of course, it is only static, Jiang Ran Almost as long as he moves, the unique gestures of men will reveal his identity.

"Can this work?" Jiang Ran put on his shoes, staring down at his "small" white shoes of size 43.

"When the time comes, you'll just stick to me the whole time." Zhou Fushen said, "Are there still few couples who are sticky and seem to have no bones on the street?"

"Okay." Jiang Ran opened the door lightly, probed his head for a while, and then said: "But I remind you, if the truth is revealed, I will tell the media that you kidnapped me without hesitation."

Zhou Fushen: "..."

……

When we went out, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was at its hottest. Most of the reporters squatting at the gate of the community were less than half, and the rest were almost listless. At this moment, Zhou Fushen and Jiang Ran were wearing A mask dangled between them.

Although their faces were covered, they did not attract much attention. After all, with such a camera, many residents in and out of the community would wear a mask to protect themselves, not to mention the combination of their couples at the moment And characteristics, also do not match what these reporters should pay attention to.

So the two of them came together smoothly, but compared to Zhou Fushen's calmness, Jiang Ran was much stiffer, even though the movement of cuddling Zhou Fushen's arms tightly like a girl in love gave him perfect cover, but after passing through During the group of reporters, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Ah, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy..."

"Okay, didn't you come here safely?" Zhou Fushen pretended to be a 24-year-old boyfriend, and helped him open the car door: "The macaron is in the storage box below."

"Ah! Finally..." Jiang Ran couldn't wait to get into the car, took out a macaron from the exquisite packaging box and took a bite, the fine crumbs fell on the long skirt, but Jiang Ran didn't care, just felt the whole body Shu Chang, with puffy cheeks, said: "I've been bored at home for the past two days and didn't dare to order takeaway. There are no ingredients left in the refrigerator, and the meals my brother sent me are pure green and healthy food, because he thinks I It's time to take this opportunity to learn how to keep in good health... Sigh, this is simply adding insult to injury..."

Jiang Ran's tone was full of sorrow, but Zhou Fushen smiled when he heard it. He had to say that this scene reminded him of the past, so his mood relaxed for a while, and he blurted out while operating the steering wheel: "Now I know who is more I'm used to you."

However, as soon as he said the words, he realized that he hadn't figured out his position just now, and even used Zhou Fushen's identity to respond to Jiang Ran's complaints, so his body suddenly stiffened.

Fortunately, Jiang Ran didn't pay attention. After licking the residue off his mouth, he finally remembered to look at the scenery outside the window, and soon realized something was wrong: "Wait! This is not the way to buy ice cream!"