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Chapter 82: Really drunk

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The result in front of him was completely unexpected by Xicheng.

I originally thought that Ning Xiaofei was no different from other paparazzi, but she just wanted to take secret photos of his privacy.

Seeing the girl closing the computer in her hands and stuffing it into her backpack, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

At this time, Ning Xiaofei had quickly picked up the debris on the ground. Seeing the music score in her hand, Xicheng hurriedly spoke.

"That's my thing!"

Picking up the USB drive from the ground and stuffing it into her backpack, Ning Xiaofei stood up and threw the music score to him, then rushed out of the room with her bag in hand.

Xicheng reached out to pick it up, but the music score was already scattered on the ground. He quickly picked it up and put it on the piano, and people hurriedly chased him out.

"Hey! Stop!"

Ning Xiaofei stopped on the stairs and turned to look at him.

"I tell you, from today on, I will never listen to your songs again. A person like you is not qualified to make music!"

After saying that, she turned around and ran downstairs.

"you… "

Xicheng frowned and chased after him, only to see Ning Xiaofei rushing down the steps, holding her bag and running towards the door.

"Damn it!" Xicheng chased down the steps and rushed to the grass. Feeling his feet were wet and cold, he noticed that he was not wearing shoes and stopped in a hurry, "Hey, didn't you hear me calling you?"

Ning Xiaofei was so angry, how could she pay attention to him

Anyway, he threw away the phone, and he wouldn’t appear on his show. Now she is extremely disappointed in him...

Now, she had no desire to see him again.

Fortunately, she quite liked his songs before, hum!

With such a bad character, she will never like him again.

Seeing that Ning Xiaofei was almost rushing to the fence, Xicheng gritted his teeth, stepped on the grass with bare feet, and chased her through the mud and water. Ning Xiaofei had already climbed up the fence, climbed over, and ran away.

"Hey... your phone..." He opened his mouth to call her name, but forgot her name. Watching her background disappear at the corner of the road, Xicheng could only grit his teeth in anger, "Okay, whatever you want, don't forget it. !”

He walked back with an annoyed look on his face, stepped into a puddle with his right foot, and suddenly fell into the wet and cold mud.

"OH... ****!" He cursed angrily and pulled out his feet, looking at the black muddy water above, becoming more and more angry. "You broke into someone else's house, and you're still angry... What's the point of this? You're so drunk!"

He walked up the steps and looked at his two dirty feet and wet trouser legs stained with green grass juice. He became more and more angry. He pushed the door hard and took a few steps forward. He stopped again and looked at the mud on the floor. Footprints, just so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

This stinky woman has had enough...

He walked to the door, found a pair of shoes and put them on his feet. He quickly went upstairs and rushed into the bathroom.

He turned on the shower head, frowned and turned it back on. He turned around and walked quickly downstairs. He came to the door and looked at the two trash cans on the left and right. He wrinkled his nose and stopped.

Which trash can was it thrown into last night

Covering his nose with his fingers, he bent over and looked at a trash can, only to see a hole.

"You don't want it anyway, I'm too lazy to help you find it!"

With a whisper, he turned and walked through the door.

When he reached the stairs, he stopped again.

"I just want to prove that I'm not a thief and I didn't take your things!"

Muttering to himself, he turned and walked towards the utility room.

After a while, he came out again with two plastic gloves and some other tools in his hands.