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501, living room.

As the wall clock ticked away, Wang Xiaoyu's spirit faltered little by little.

The cheat book was displayed on the computer screen again, and the small five-size characters densely covered Wang Xiaoyu's eyes.After tossing with Li Xiaowan for half the night last night, Wang Xiaoyu didn't sleep well.Although Li Xiaowan blew up the fact that she fell in love with a woman, Wang Xiaoyu did not learn more from Li Xiaowan.Or in other words, Li Xiaowan's knowledge is too profound for Wang Xiaoyu to learn.

"Why hasn't the red hair taken the bait yet?" Wang Xiaoyu muttered, rubbing her feet vigorously.

503, bedroom.

Zhong Miao was lying on the bed in a deep sleep, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly in her hands, her lips were slightly raised, and her brows were raised slightly, as if she was having a beautiful dream.Sunlight filtered through her light blue curtains and spilled onto the floor.The floor was clean, showing clear wood grain under the strong light.The desk is placed by the window, and there are various sound discs and video materials on the desk.The notebook is not closed, and the key is flashing a bright blue light.

The air is very refreshing, just like Zhong Miao's blue curtains.

Jingle Bell.

"Hmm..." The person on the bed turned his body impatiently, pouted his buttocks, buried his head in the quilt, and continued to sleep deeply.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang again hastily.

"Damn!" Zhong Miao rubbed her hair and scolded, pinched the phone to look at the screen, immediately pressed the off button mercilessly, threw the phone to the end of the bed, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up! Yao Mujin, you want to kill me!"

After such a toss, Zhong Miao didn't want to sleep anymore.

Although Yao Mujin's call was kindly not answered by her, the intention of the call was expressed.Zhong Miao was in an unspeakable torment—she hadn't even worked out the prototype of the script yet.Sighing a few times, Zhong Miao caught a glimpse of the white wall, and immediately thought of the little bitch opposite, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help talking to himself: "What did she say yesterday? I can't remember." It's..."

Zhong Miao really can't remember what Wang Xiaoyu said, but Zhong Miao still remembers Wang Xiaoyu's breasts clearly.So much so that in the process of talking to herself, the pair of rather textured breasts seemed to be dangling in front of Zhong Miao's eyes, which made her swallow several times, and wanted to stretch out her claws to ravage her several times.

501, living room.

Ding dong ding dong.

The computer suddenly beeped twice, and the little blue avatar flickered.

Wang Xiaoyu straightened her body nervously, pressing the mouse vigorously.

"Hello."

Aliwangwang's page displays two words, plus a smiley face.

Wang Xiaoyu quickly returned a smiling face: "Hello, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Darling, I need to increase the exposure of the store, do I need to get diamonds?" A large row of small characters suddenly popped up on the page, as well as a large row of smiling faces.

"Fuck your sister!" Wang Xiaoyu closed the window while scolding, feeling very angry.This is already the No.30 three brush diamond advertisements she has been waiting for.Her "consolation of love" seems to be covered up by tens of thousands of products of Bao X. Except for the advertisers who can detect it with their discerning eyes, are other customers blind?Wang Xiaoyu couldn't think about it peacefully, and what made her even more disturbed was that after a whole morning, that 503 red-haired guy didn't take the bait!

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't wait any longer, rolled around and lay down on the door of the room.Looking directly at the opposite door through the small cat's eyes. The door of 503 was closed tightly without even a crack.Wang Xiaoyu really wanted to walk over openly, knock on the door of this room, and then say openly: "Hey, do you still remember the agreement last night? Waiting for you!"

However, how could she say such words with such pure love as Wang Xiaoyu!

If any troublesome neighbor overhears, she must think she is flirting with 503!

No matter how you look at her, Wang Xiaoyu is a beautiful girl with extraordinary charm, how can she do such a thing?

After a series of complicated and intense psychological activities, Wang Xiaoyu resolutely turned the doorknob——

"For the sake of money, my mother will go all out!"

However, before the door opened, there was movement on the opposite side.

A beautiful girl comparable to Wang Xiaoyu's beauty stood outside the gate of 503.

This is the adjective Wang Xiaoyu gave to the other party. In fact, Wang Xiaoyu said in his heart: "Compared with my old lady's beauty? You are still a little bit worse! Forget it, my old lady has a good heart, just treat you as a beautiful girl !"

The beautiful girl's back looks familiar, her buttocks are raised, her waist is thin, and her legs are long.

Wang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes several times, covered her mouth, and exclaimed, "Little locksmith!"

The person who came was Wen Shan who unlocked Zhong Miao yesterday, and now she changed into a dress.Compared with the tooling, it seems to have changed its appearance.Just looking at the back, Wang Xiaoyu really took a lot of effort to recognize it.

Wang Xiaoyu gripped the doorknob nervously, staring at the opposite door without blinking.A woman's sixth sense tells her that there must be something to watch!

creak.

Zhong Miao opened the door with a mournful face, and the corners of her eyes flew up when she saw the person outside the door.

"Miss Zhong, your feet?" Wen Shan held the fruit and looked down at Zhong Miao's legs and feet.

"Shanshan!" Zhong Miao suddenly retracted her right leg that was on the ground, and grunted, "It still hurts!"

"Pretend! Keep pretending for my old lady! She was alive and kicking last night!" Wang Xiaoyu whispered angrily. She couldn't bear red-haired deceiving beautiful girls, let alone a pure and lovely girl like Wang Xiaoyu.

"Miss Zhong, I'm really sorry." Wen Shan spoke softly, looking at Zhong Miao with a blushing face.

"Call me Miaomiao, Zhong Zhong is fine too," Zhong Miao said with a smile, and as soon as he raised his arm, he hung it on Wen Shan's body, like a gibbon, "Shanshan is so kind, there are not many girls as gentle as you nowadays Already." After speaking, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and glanced at 501 across the door.Compared with Wen Shan, the two women on the opposite side, a little bitch and a cold mountain, are simply the difference between heaven and earth.Thinking of this, Zhong Miao smacked her lips again, as if reminiscing about Wen Shan's little tenderness, her whole body floated.

"Zhong Miaomiao, I brought you some fruit, you can eat if you have nothing to do. I have to go back to work and come to see you after work, okay?" Wen Shan handed the plastic bag in her hand to Zhong Miao, When he said the last two words, his tone was timid, gentle and even more shy.

"Aren't you going to accompany me? Look, can I report a work-related injury in your company with my injury? Why don't you take a work-related injury leave for me!" Zhong Miao reluctantly took the pocket, wishing it could stick to Wen Shan's body, Wen Shan couldn't move, let alone walk away.

Wang Xiaoyu made a retching expression, despising Zhong Miao ten thousand times from the cat's eyes.This situation is obviously the rhythm of molesting a beautiful girl from a good family!Seeing the little locksmith biting her lip in embarrassment and blushing, Wang Xiaoyu's heroic complex suddenly surged. The martial arts novels she had read in the past, scenes of heroes saving the beauty one after another flooded into her mind .

"Sexy, let go of that girl!"

This is the line that Wang Xiaoyu imagined.The reality is—

As soon as Wang Xiaoyu opened the door, Zhong Miao's eyes widened and he let out a long snort.

"Where did you hide the beauty?" Zhong Miao asked Wang Xiaoyu in this way.

"Damn! Looking at the pot while eating from the bowl!" Wang Xiaoyu forgot to save the little locksmith.

"Who are we talking about? Where is my beauty? Where is my source of inspiration?" Zhong Miao asked again.

While talking, Zhong Miao let go of Wen Shan, jumped up and down in front of Wang Xiaoyu, and stretched her neck to look into 501.She was thinking about Li Xiaowan, that soft and charming voice, and that winding and melodious crooning.Even thinking about it in the blue sky and white day makes Zhong Miao's whole body go limp.

Apartment security monitoring room.

"503 is here to bully the little girl again! It must be because her friend has left!" the little security guard shouted excitedly.

"Then what does the little girl next to you do?" the little security guard pointed to the screen and asked.

"It must be the little girl who was bullied by 503!" The little security guards all agreed.

As a victim in the eyes of the masses, Wen Shan was at a loss at this time.Zhong Miao said "beauty" one by one, obviously not calling her, but a person who should live in 501.But the person living in 501 is not the "beauty" that Zhong Miao said.The confusion caused Wen Shan to frown unconsciously.But the most important point is that Zhong Miao is obsessed with her, and it seems that he is also obsessed with other people.

"Zhong Miaomiao, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Wen Shan said unhappy.

"Oh, remember to come and see me!" Tired of dealing with Wang Xiaoyu, Zhong Miao turned her head slightly, smiled at Wen Shan, then turned her head again, and started a new round of questioning: "Where is my beauty! How about you?" Where did you hide her? She is still there at night! Did you drive her away? My inspiration! My script! Do you know that inspiration is priceless! Priceless!"

After Zhong Miao finished speaking, Wen Shan had already taken the elevator downstairs and walked out of the apartment door.

Wang Xiaoyu saw it for real, and felt that Hongmao was a scum.The little locksmith is so pure and beautiful, and he gives food and warmth, this scumbag is still asking about Li Xiaowan!It is simply a fighter jet among the scum, and no one is pitiful after dying [-] times.

Just like her predecessor Li Jun, no one is pitiful after dying [-] times!

"Hey, why are you in a daze?" Zhong Miao raised her hand in front of Wang Xiaoyu, shook her eyes, and asked with a wink.

"None of your business!" Wang Xiaoyu opened Zhong Miao's paw, and gave Zhong Miao a bitter look.

"You hid my beauty!" Zhong Miao raised her voice and shouted, dancing and dancing.

"Looking for a beauty? I'm sorry, but I have no comment!" Wang Xiaoyu raised her chin and said, turned around and entered the room, turned her head and said angrily to Zhong Miao: "Scum!"