live in jail [interstellar]

Auntie Cleaning didn't look very good, thinking that he was scolding herself.

"I didn't scold you, you go back first, I won't clean up today."

Qiao Mobai caught a glimpse of her expression from the corner of her eye, and grabbed a handful of hair to let her go back first.

"But Mr. Qiao, you told our company that three times a week, even if I leave today, this time will be counted as this week. I move very quickly, you believe me."

The cleaning aunt has been working for several years and has always had no bad reviews. I don't want to leave a bad review because of him.

"We also have professional ethics. We will never make the owner feel uncomfortable. I am quiet and clean up quickly. I will never hinder you!"

"Then you clean, first clean the outside, I want to take a shower and change clothes."

Qiao Mobai signaled her to go out first, and after the person left the bedroom, he immediately rushed up and locked the bedroom door behind his back.

After confirming that he was the only one in the room, the person standing in the bedroom with his hands on his hips raised his head and looked around the strange room.

"Did this kid win the lottery?" Renting such a nice house in less than a year.

Qiao Mobai walked to the bedside, opened the bedside cabinet, and there was a mobile phone, a pair of earphones, and a notebook in the empty drawer.

The phone was turned on, and the password was displayed on the screen. Qiao Mobai put it down again, and picked up the notebook: "It's not that I want to see your things, but we have to read them in this situation."

After speaking, he opened the notebook that had obviously been used many times.

On the first page, three neat words were written in black pen: "Georgian."

"This kid's characters have changed a lot."

Someone held a notebook and glanced at the photo frame above the bedside table. The font looked more than ten times better than what was written in the notebook.

After he turned to the second page and saw what was written inside, Qiao Mobai took back what he said just now: "Twenty times, no no no, let's say fifty times."

I saw that on that page, there were all kinds of radicals and radicals of pinyin that were crooked here and there.

It is like an exercise book for a three-year-old child to practice when he first entered kindergarten.

Qiao Mobai was not interested in reading his pinyin, so he searched around and found that the contents of this book were all about George Ann's daily life.

In the penultimate pages, the pinyin became less and less, and the writing became more and more like an adult.

Qiao Mobai identified the content written in pinyin in the lower right corner.

"It doesn't belong to me here, I gaizou?"

"This human from the ancient planet actually wants to marry me. Doesn't he know that on this planet, this is an act that everyone will yell at?"

"I want to..." Behind it is a black mark crossed out by someone.

The person sitting by the bed rubbed his eyeballs: "Fuck, pinyin is so difficult to read, who did this guy learn from?"

I simply don't know why, but Qiao Mobai also saw something that he didn't know from what this guy wrote.

"It's only been half a year since I met someone I like. Your life is really good, kid."

After Qiao Mobai sighed, he walked to the corner of the wall that looked like a wardrobe, stood there and stretched out his hand to open the door completely.

There are all black and white clothes in the cabinets on the entire wall.

People who were caught off guard and saw this were full of disgust: "Every day is black and white, were you a cow or a zebra in your last life?"

He randomly chose a set of casual clothes, and there was an unopened toothbrush in the bathroom. Qiao Mobai stood in front of the mirror, looking at the face that was exactly like his own.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand to pinch it, and then stared at the eyelids and the inside of the bridge of the nose with wide-eyed eyes. He looked at the face in and out of the mirror for a few times but couldn't find any signs of plastic surgery, "It really looks like it .”

There are really two people in the world who look exactly alike.

Qiao Mobai finished washing and came out of the room. The aunt in the living room was mopping the floor just now, and she heard the voice and looked over here: "Mr. Qiao, are you going out? Do you want to wash the quilt cover on the bed too?"

"Yes, I have something to do when I go out first. After you finish cleaning, close the door for me."

After speaking, someone ran back to the bedroom and searched around before finding Georgian's wallet under the pillow.

The long black wallet was opened, and a stack of brand new coins blinded Qiao Mobai: "It must have won the lottery, it must have won the lottery."

There were still a few cards hanging on the edge of the wallet, and Qiao Mobai took out one at random. It was George Ann's ID card.

It said the other party's name, gender, family, and ID number.

The address on the back was the police station near Qiao Mobai's home.

The residential address is also written in his home.

"You're really welcome too."

Qiao Mobai stuffed the things into his pocket, took out a blank sheet of paper from his notebook before going out, and called the cleaning lady.

"Auntie, do you know where my home address is? Write one for me."

The cleaning lady with the mop looked at him more and more strangely.

Someone coughed secretly without changing his face: "When I went to the housekeeping company, I specifically asked that the cleaners must be literate. Otherwise, if I throw away some useful documents in my study, who will I ask for compensation?"

"Then you just ask me to write a few words, what are you doing writing the address?"

The aunt came over angrily, her eyes fell on him suspiciously, she stared at that face for a while, then lowered her head and wrote the address on the paper.

"That can't be done. Some housekeepers will deliberately let people learn those few words, and they won't be able to write anything else. I'm also thinking about the long-term cooperation between the two of us."

"Here, it's okay!"

Handing over a piece of paper, Qiao Mobai looked at the address with the name and house number of the district and road, and raised a big smile in satisfaction: "Thank you, auntie, you have worked hard, see you later."

Take the address and go.

The door in the living room was closed, and the cleaning lady picked up the mop again and started mopping the floor. She couldn't help but stop and mutter: "Why does this guy change so much from the past few days? It's like a different person."

On the day of the housekeeping company, he walked in wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, his face was freezing to death, and the aunt who was not alive in the company said as soon as he saw someone, this person must be demanding and difficult to deal with.

No one wants to take care of his family's hygiene.

In the end, he personally saw the candidate himself, but he didn't expect this person to become a little strange after only two visits.

In the community, Qiao Mobai was walking on the path with his hands in his pockets alone, the familiar sunshine and air made him jump on the spot in a relaxed way.

In the next second, someone stretched out his hand and slapped his head: "Oops! What about Xiaori, I changed bodies with George Ann, right? Brother Wen and the others won't recognize the wrong person."

The person standing at the intersection thought carefully about what happened before going to sleep, "Why did you come back suddenly? Is God going to correct the wrong crossing between us?"

"Could this be the work of Heixinmian again?" Qiao Mobai thought of this, looked up at the direction of the sky and shouted: "Hey! Don't do this kind of thing without saying hello every time! Be careful that I will abuse you moth!"

The blue sky and white clouds floated slowly, Qiao Mobai tilted his head up and was dizzy from the sun, but he didn't wait for Heixinmian's response.

"Let's go home and have a look."

The dizzy and swollen man covered his blushing face and muttered to himself, "No matter what you want to do, I'll make preparations first."

In Cell No. [-], Area [-], Interstellar Lion Prison.

George Ann sat on the bed and took the phone that Sunflower was holding. The screen could be opened without a password.

Behind the screen is the live camera that has not been turned off. Press and hold the camera with one finger to rotate to the front.

Let all the audience in the live broadcast room be able to see his face clearly.

"Hahahahahaha, the expression on the second anchor's face is so excited that he is crazy."

"Damn it, your expression on the anchor is really scary!"

"The identification is complete, the anchor is stupid."

The person holding the mobile phone had cool eyes, and said lightly: "I'm George Ann, I just came back."

"What?"

"What?"

"Wait, wait! What are you talking about!"

"Georgian, not Qiao Mobai." The speaker looked away and landed on the sunflower that had been looking up at him from just now, "As the spiritual body of your master, you can't even tell him from me .” full of sarcasm

The comment area was completely blown up, with countless comments asking thousands of questions every minute.

Facing all this, Georgian ignored the past and looked up at the prison cell that he had seen countless times in the camera.

"If you have time to ask me why, why don't you find a way to find out where Qiao Mobai is."

At this moment, Qiao Mobai was standing at the gate of his community, buying watermelons.

"Boss, it's 11 yuan. You sell here every year. I take care of your business so many times. It's two yuan cheaper."

The man squatting on the ground picking watermelons begged the boss to give him a few dollars cheaper with a pitiful face.

Ms. Liu passed by with a vegetable basket, and she heard her son's familiar flattering voice.

Following the sound, I saw a young man in a white jacket and black suit pants squatting next to the watermelon truck.

"I just brought 11 yuan in change. If you don't sell it, I will leave."

Seeing the boss's unmoved posture, the man threw out his final trump card.

"Public security?" Ms. Liu was a little unsure of the identity of this person when she heard the strange tone.

The person squatting there picking watermelons immediately recognized Ms. Liu's voice, turned around quickly and saw the person coming, with a smile on his face, he rushed out and hugged him: "Mom! Mom, dear My son is back! Did you miss me, what did you buy this morning? I want to eat beef soup."

Ms. Liu was caught off guard, and it was George Ann who was holding her.

A heart almost jumped out of his throat, "Ji An, Ji An, you put me down first, why did you become like this?"

It looked weird and kind of scary.

Qiao Mobai put him down, puffed up his face angrily: "Mom, I'm Qiao Mobai, how long has it been since your son met last time, and you forgot again."

"Mobai?" Ms. Liu looked at his clothes and his face, her face immediately turned ugly, she put down the vegetable basket and took his hand: "Zhi An, don't scare me, how long have you been like this?"

The author has something to say: Qiao Mobai: "I'm not crazy."

Ms. Liu: "No, you're crazy."

Good night, everyone, An An An An An An An An An An An An An An An An, thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

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

1 bottle of Shang Jiu Xiao;

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