Song Yangle took up the string and walked into the shop with the kite in his arms. Sister Tu and Taotie were having breakfast.

Sister Tu, who wanted to throw an egg to him, was surprised when she saw the kite in his arms: "Why did you buy this?"

"……"I also want to know.Thinking again that he was not on vacation today, Song Yang Le was silent, ignoring this question, and asked, "Is there any place I can put it?"

"Well," after finishing a raw egg in one gulp, Sister Tu took a sip of water, looked at the lobby full of tables and chairs, and pointed to the stairs: "Go upstairs, there is an empty room upstairs - Taifeng will give you the key No?"

"I have a key upstairs." Song Yangle took out the key chain and took out one of them: "Is it this one?"

"Yes, this is the one, you go up, the second room on the left is there."

"Oh." Song Yangle held the key and was about to go upstairs.

Hearing the tinkle of the keys, Sister Tu suddenly remembered: "By the way, keep your voice down when you go upstairs."

"?"

"The lazy dragon is still sleeping, and he got up very angry."

"……it is good."

After a few words, Song Yangle had already come to the edge of the stairs, put the key back into his trouser pocket, and quietly walked upstairs with the little white dragon kite that was almost as long as he erected... Turned the corner and climbed a few more steps, It's the second floor.

What catches the eye is a very ordinary small living room. There are tables, chairs, sofas and coffee tables in the living room. There are five rooms in total in the living room. Except for the room facing the stairs, which occupies a separate wall, the other four rooms are equally divided. on the left and right.

Song Yangle took out the key chain, hugged Xiao Bailong as quietly as possible and moved to the door of the second room on the left, then inserted the key into the keyhole——

"Crack."

The lock cylinder flicked and the door was opened, probably because of frequent cleaning. Although this room was used to store sundries, there was no peculiar smell.

Since there was no free corner, he turned around, and finally put the kite next to a set of armor that looked old but very strong, turned around, and was about to go out of the house and go downstairs——

A tall figure blocked the door, with dark eyes staring at him gloomyly on his face against the light.

Looking directly at Song Yangle with those eyes: "..."

Oh, I was a little scared.he thought.

……

Boss Ying, who was awakened by the sound of footsteps and the sound of keys opening the door, glanced at the turned human being, his dull eyes rolled, and looked at this familiar face for a while, his "early rise" slow-witted mind slowed down. After slowly connecting the memory and the communication channel of the reactor, he slowly put away the gloom in his eyes, glanced lazily at the little white dragon kite beside the other party, and said expressionlessly, "Come out."

"Oh." Song Yangle obediently walked out of the room and walked to his side.

Before letting the door open, Boss Ying stretched out his hand naturally and handed him the ceramic water glass: "Get me a glass of water."

"..." The delivery man Song Yangle took the cup, walked sideways out of a small gap, and walked to the water dispenser: "Is it cold or hot?"

"Not too cold, not too hot, above 45 degrees and below [-] degrees."

"..."

After the sound of water gurgling, Song Yangle, the younger tea-serving boy, touched the cup and estimated that it was almost the same. Then he turned around and saw that the boss was already sitting on the sofa very naturally, and put the cup lightly on the coffee table.

Boss Ying picked up the water glass, took a sip, and paused: "Why didn't you put salt?"

"...Where's the salt?"

Raising his eyelids, Boss Ying gave him a strange look, and said lazily, "Of course it's in the kitchen."

"downstairs?"

"...you see the kitchen upstairs?"

"……No."

Boss Ying put down his water glass and leaned on the sofa, his standard face faced the sunlight refracted by the hollowed-out stairs, and his starry eyes looked at him lazily: "Then what do you say?"

Song Yangle: "..."

Feeling his complex emotions of love and hate, he thought deeply: Yan|Dog is not worthy of spring.

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

1 bottle of Ji and Cheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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