Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

When Yan Luoqing woke up on the sofa, she only felt an unbearable pain in her neck.

While rubbing his neck, he got up and looked at his watch. It was past 8 o'clock, and he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

Zhao Zuo was obviously not at home, and the whole house was silent.

I walked around the living room and found nothing interesting, so I went straight to the refrigerator to satisfy my hunger.

There were only a few oranges and apples in the fridge, plus a bottle of soda.

Ignoring so much, I picked up an apple and gnawed a couple of bites, tidied up my wrinkled suit and crooked hair in the bathroom, and sniffed my body, but I didn't smell any peculiar smell - no one should be able to tell He didn't take a shower yesterday.

I wanted to visit Zhao Zuo's bedroom, but found that the door was locked.

So is the study.

The vigilance is quite high.

Yan Luoqing smiled, the monk could not escape the temple if he could run away.

I can't take care of this for the time being. There is a meeting at 10 o'clock today to discuss the promotion of new products.

Walking towards the gate, he reached for the handle and twisted it to the right habitually.

...can't unscrew it?

Turn left, still closed.

After studying the handle for a while, Yan Luoqing was sure that she was locked.

At the same time, he found that the mobile phone was missing.

So, Yan Luoqing watched kimchi dramas all day in this apartment with a few apples.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening that there was a pleasant sound of the door lock being turned open.

The person who opened the door glanced at the person on the sofa, pretending to be surprised: "Hey, Mr. Yan, why are you still here?"

Yan Luoqing hid there, hummed, "Your shower gel is good."

Hearing the words, Zhao Zuo stepped forward to take a look, only to find that Yan Luoqing's hair was wet, and her clothes had also changed. He couldn't help being shocked: "Where did you get the clothes?"

Yan Luoqing pointed to the balcony and grinned, "You forgot to lock the door there." He found many good things on the balcony, such as Zhao Zuo's pajamas, which were loose and not too tight to wear.

Zhao Zuo couldn't help being a little annoyed, suddenly remembered something, rushed into the bathroom, and ran out with a dripping towel after a while, "Fuck, you still used my towel?!"

Yan Luoqing said leisurely: "Don't worry, I don't mind." Anyway, it's not the first time to use it.

Zhao Zuo rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Boss Yan, it's getting late, it's time to go home."

Yan Luoqing looked at the sky outside the window, and said lazily: "It's the middle of the night, I have night blindness, and I can't leave. Tomorrow."

"When did you get night blindness? Didn't you still drive late at night yesterday?" Zhao Zuo realized that he had made a serious mistake. The person surnamed Yan couldn't really live and work here, right?

Yan Luoqing sat up, made room at the side, smiled gently, "Sit."

"Don't sit." Zhao Zuo glanced at the empty seat with a needle-felt look.

Yan Luoqing's smile seemed to be sucked away by something in an instant, and replaced by a stinky face. He made a cold and deep voice from his dantian and other far-reaching places, "I'll let you sit."

Zhao Zuo opened his mouth, knowing that the stalemate would only waste time, he didn't say anything, so he sat down reluctantly.

This person changed his face like a chameleon, and if the stalemate continued, it might take a whole night.

"Where did you go a few months ago?" Yan Luoqing raised her legs and asked in a questioning tone.

"Go to G city to transfer social security, and get together with old classmates by the way..." Zhao Zuo looked at him, "It's none of your business."

A contemptuous smile floated on Yan Luoqing's face, "You went to No. 3 Hospital in City G?"

Zhao Zuo was startled, "How do you know? Are you investigating me?"

"Did you remember everything?" Yan Luoqing frowned, looking at his every micro-expression, trying to find any flaws.

"What do you remember?" Zhao Zuo was at a loss.

Still pretending.Your way, in my case, will not work.

Yan Luoqing laughed hehehe, looked into Zhao Zuo's eyes, and said word by word: "Then remember to show your face?"

"You, you're just looking for something to be unhappy, right?" Zhao Zuo's complexion instantly became ugly under the light, and he stared at Yan Luoqing's face, both bored and disgusted.Finally he stood up abruptly and walked straight to the door.

Before leaving, he just said: "Your phone is under the sofa. Someday you get tired of staying, send me a text message to tell me."