For love, everyone is a man, and they have carried a qiāng for self-defense since birth. They are all the same, not bad.
It's just that I haven't practiced Qiāng for a long time, and I accidentally let Qiāng go wrong.
After doing such thought work, Qi Feng's tense muscles all relaxed, even though his gaze still pierced through the smoke and smeared towards the young man's face.
Huang Dan sensed the man's psychological change, the corners of his mouth twitched almost indiscernibly, and put a roll of paper on the table, "I'll go down first, you can settle it upstairs and then come down."
When he got to the stairs, Huang Dan turned back again, "Lower your voice." There is no door upstairs. As long as there is a little movement, people downstairs can hear it clearly.
Qi Feng made a swallowing motion, what kind of sound can a person make
Huang Dan did not leave.
Qi Feng bent down, and the smell sprayed on his face was full of tobacco smell, "Why, want to help uncle?"
He was very uncomfortable, and his reason was still there. These words were purely to scare this little thing on purpose. He didn't expect that the other party didn't run away, but was very calm and calm.
Huang Dan said, "I didn't wash my hands."
Qi Feng, "..."
There was no trace of filth in the young man's eyes, and the smoke around Qi Feng's mouth was shaking, as if he was the only one who was dirty, he pushed the other person's back directly, "Go down. "
Huang Dan walked forward steadily, "Can twenty or thirty minutes be enough?"
Qi Feng looked at the thin back of the young man and smiled, "Are you your uncle? An hour."
When the sound of going downstairs disappeared, Qi Feng leaned back against the wall and rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, "Old man, you are trying to kill me this time."
As a result, Huang Dan stayed downstairs for less than ten minutes, and the man came downstairs, with a dark face that he couldn't see.
Fortunately, Zhang's father and mother went out, otherwise they would definitely ask.
Qi Feng's breath was heavy, and everything was the same as usual. He didn't know what was going on, but a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his nose, mouth, and finally a face.
It happened in that instant.
Qi Feng cursed in his heart, the ghost knows what I went through upstairs.
Huang Dan couldn't help but ask, "So fast?"
It's good not to mention this, Qi Feng was stunned when he mentioned it. He stared at the culprit, but he didn't jump out of his mouth. He felt that once he jumped out, there would be no place for his old face.
The child has a first love that he has loved for many years. He is very infatuated. He can't let it go even when he is married. He has a normal psychology and a healthy mind. It's really not his fault, but himself.
It's because of the dirty thoughts in his mind.
Qi Feng closed his eyes. The more he thought about it, the more strange it became. He couldn't think about it anymore. He opened the display cabinet and took a bottle of mineral water.
Huang Dan didn't say anything, just looked at the man.
Qi Feng's head was flattened, and the ends of his hair were hard. When Huang Dan touched it, he knew it was a bit prickly, and the corners of his eyes drooped.
A voice sounded in vain, "Where are you looking?"
Huang Danhui, he frowned, a little annoyed, the man's butt was too upturned, and he would always look at it subconsciously.
Qi Feng twisted the bottle cap to drink water, "I don't have any money with me, I'll give it to you later."
Seeing that the young man didn't take the boy, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Don't keep an account?"
Huang Dan said, "Don't remember."
The young man said it seriously, without the slightest falsehood. Qi Feng was stunned. He wanted to say something, but the phone in his pocket rang.
Qi Feng answered a call, his face changed, he pressed the call and left quickly.
Huang Dan guessed that Zhou Yang's parents had arrived, and no matter who had the misfortune of sending the black-haired man to the white-haired man, he would definitely be sad.
Father Zhang came back with his hands behind his back, "Zhicheng, go into the house and give me a few packs of hard Chinese. Forget it, take two packs of soft Chinese and three packs of hard Chinese."
Huang Dan entered the back room. In the morning, people from the tobacco company came. The cigarettes were stacked on the inside of the cot. He saw the cigarettes he was looking for at a glance. Because they were expensive, they were placed alone.
Father Zhang's impatient voice came from outside. He had something to do and was in a hurry, "Zhicheng, what are you dawdling at?"
Huang Dan was lying on the bed, his hands rummaging under the wooden cabinet on the inside, "It'll be ready soon."
Father Zhang urged again, Huang Dan took the cigarette and went out before he came in, "Dad, I saw a mouse in the house, a very small one."
"Rats?" Father Zhang frowned, "Didn't we kill two last time? Why are there still more?"
Huang Dan, "… "
He just made an excuse at will, the purpose is to let the original owner's parents organize things, and he can take the opportunity to flip it, but he didn't expect there are mice here.