"But..." Song Qi wanted to say something else.
Song Zhen had already staggered him and walked forward.
"Brother Zhen! Wait a minute... Don't go so fast..."
Song Qi finally caught up, muttering, complaining on his face: "Why haven't we arrived yet... Where does the woman live... By the way, what is her last name?"
"Shen."
Passing through the dilapidated narrow alley, walked to the end, and then turned a turn, spreading a flat ground in front of me, but it was not suddenly clear, because there were many old residential buildings on this flat ground.
The appearance is still dilapidated, the distance between the building and the building is too small, so that it looks very dull, and the lighting is naturally not much better.
The exterior walls were not painted, the buildings were low and there was no elevator, and almost all the people came in and out. If there were no accidents, these houses would have been at least forty years old.
Song Zhen found Unit Seven, stopped outside, looked up, half-squinted black eyes, no one could see the specific emotions inside.
And Song Qi didn’t bother to look at it directly, and sent out soul torture more than once in his heart—
Is this where people live
"Brother Zhen, we are now..."
"Go up."
"Huh?" After a three-second pause, "Wait for me..."
The already cramped corridor became more and more depressing because of the walking of two men who were too tall.
Song Qilian didn't consciously breathe lightly, because with a little focus, he could hear the echo.
The fourth floor.
The one on the left.
Song Zhen raised his hand and knocked on the door, with a strong sense of rhythm.
"Who?" The woman's voice came from the door, "Here is..."
A distance away, and the barrier weakened by the door, Song Qi didn't hear it very clearly, so naturally he couldn't judge whether it sounded good or not. Anyway, he wasn't interested.
After about half a minute, the door slowly opened from the inside.
Yes, just slowly...
Because there was not enough manpower to open the door, the whole process was pulled very slowly.
After spending a lot of effort, finally waiting for the gap between the door to be large enough, Song Qi and Song Zhen's eyes were all clear, and then they realized that they later moved down.
I saw a little Douding standing timidly behind the door, with the heating on in the room, so she had only one sweater on her body. Because of the loose fit, the hem was one ** and one **, and the long part happened to cover half of the wool trousers.
Tweak a small tweet on the left and right sides, not soaring, but rolled into a ball, and then wrapped with a red ribbon, which is clearly Nezhatou.
Big black eyes were born on a jade-like face, and he was staring at the two unfamiliar uncles in front of him without blinking, three points curious, six points shy, and one point vigilant.
Yes, such a small nanny doll, there is a vigilance in the eyes.
Song Zhen raised his eyebrows, his face passed in contemplation, with a little interest.
But it fell into silence in a moment, as if a boat passed the water without a trace.
And Song Qi's eyes widened first, and then he blurted out: "What about the illegitimate child? How can he be a female baby?"
As soon as the voice fell, the little Douding at the door was picked up with one hand. The woman was standing at the door. Because of the light against the light, she couldn't see her face clearly from Song Zhen's perspective.
But what can be judged from her body shape is that the woman is very tall, about 1.7 meters tall, and slim.
The loose home hair can't hide her small waist.
"Who are you looking for?"
Oh, she also has a good voice that is mellow, and her mouth is slightly deserted, showing a bit of faintness and alienation.
Sweeping like a feather across the apex of the heart, it will not tremble, but it makes the heart itch.