Mr. Qi and his face-slapping lady

Chapter 93

The room is filled with the smell of brand-new furniture, the floor lamp is dimly lit in the corner, Song Weiyi has already changed out of her long skirt, she is sitting on the balcony in her pajamas with her legs crossed, her hair is wet on her chest, and on the opposite table is a A bag of medicine, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The recent weather has been very bad. There have been no stars or moons in Yunhai City for many days. The sky is so dark that it is overwhelming, making people breathless. Occasionally, there is the sound of vehicles honking in the house, but the rest of the time is very quiet. of.

Suddenly, a mobile phone ring broke the quiet atmosphere, Song Weiyi glanced at it, and the incoming call showed Qian Siming.

"Hello." Song Weiyi got up and walked into the house carrying the medicine.

Qian Siming seemed to be doing some heavy work, panting on the other end of the phone: "It was delivered safely, but your assistant is too heavy, treat me to dinner next time."

Song Weiyi readily agreed: "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free in a few days."

She put the medicine in the deepest part of the cabinet, and Qi Nian's appearance broke all her plans.

"You said so." Qian Siming heard the voice of fastening his seat belt, and Song Weiyi replied perfunctorily before hanging up the phone.

The balcony was not closed, a gust of wind came in, and the hair was cool even with the water dripping from her chest. Song Weiyi snorted unconsciously, and hurried to close the door. Then she took the coat and put it on her body, She was going to go downstairs to find a convenience store or barber shop that was still open to buy a hair dryer. If she didn't sleep, she would really go crazy.

At this moment, the road is still crowded with people, those who have just got off work, those who have just come out of the bar, and those who are going to the bar. Yunhai City has never been short of night walkers. Even when you come out at three o'clock in the middle of the night, you can see a few people erected next to the electric poles on the roadside. It's not uncommon to see a drunken one.

Song Weiyi gathered her clothes and prepared to pass through the first wave of drunks in front of her, but the drunks seemed to pay more attention to this beautiful woman who was leaving quickly with her head down. One of them whistled at her, while the other stopped her while talking to her with his tongue out. Pick up a conversation: "Meilu, where are you going?"

Song Weiyi took two steps back and wanted to turn her head to leave, but his companion blocked her back, also sticking out her tongue: "Alcoa, being scared, where do you want to go, tell me, brother will take you there, by your side Protect you, or it would be bad for the drunk to tease you."

"No, thank you." Song Weiyi said inwardly: Isn't this talking about yourselves?

"Ouch, you little sister." The man was about to start his hands as he said that, when the phone was still a distance away from Song Weiyi's shoulder, the man's hand was suddenly pulled away, and then the man's wailing broke out.

Seeing this, his companion was also impatient, yelling that he was about to come up and beat someone, and at the same time another person stopped him.

Song Weiyi looked up, and then the two drunks were thrown out by the two saviors, and they left hand in hand while clamoring for revenge.

The savior turned his head, his face full of 'please give me an explanation' expression.

Seeing the man's face, Song Weiyi felt a little guilty for a moment, looked away at the other savior, smiled and waved: "Thank you handsome guy for saving me."

Xue Di dangled over with her pockets in hand, "Sister, are you all right?"

"It's all right."

Xue Di walked in and patted Song Weizhi on the shoulder, and said, "You talk to my sister, I'm leaving."

Song Weizhi gave a cold hum.

Before Xue Di left, he still gave Song Weiyi a wink.

As soon as Xue Di left, Song Weiyi felt the air pressure around her drop. She pretended to be relaxed and waved her hands, thinking about how to apologize to Song Weizhi. When she was still thinking, Song Weizhi noticed her half-dry With her long hair on, she frowned and asked her, "Why did you run out without drying your hair?"

Only then did Song Weiyi remember her purpose for coming out, and without waiting for her to speak, Song Weizhi pulled her forward.

"Why go?"

"Barbershop hair blow."

After walking a few steps, there was a barber shop that was closing. Song Weizhi threw her on the seat, picked up the hair dryer next to him, and said to the boss who was looking at him sadly, "Blow your hair."

The boss yelled at him while sweeping the floor: "Brother, I have closed the shop."

"Thank you." After finishing speaking, Song Weizhi turned on the hair dryer, and the boss's voice was also drowned out.

I have to say that Song Weizhi felt very comfortable blow-drying his hair, and Song Weiyi was so tired recently that he almost fell asleep.

Song Weizhi raised his hand and slapped Song Weiyi's face: "Okay."

Song Weiyi rubbed her eyes and let out a sigh.

Song Weizhi took a takeaway hair dryer from the shelf, transferred the money to the boss, and said with a smile, "Thanks."

"Hurry up and hurry up."

After the two left, the boss immediately turned off the lights in the room.

"Where to go?"

Song Weiyi pointed in a direction, thinking about his comfortable hair-drying technique just now, and asked, "How did you learn to cut hair?"

Song Weizhi's head was full of question marks.

Song Weiyi explained: "Drying your hair is very comfortable."

"When did you come back?" The topic was not diverted, but was still asked.

"Today." Song Weiyi stared at the ground guiltily.

Song Weizhi lifted her head and scolded her with frowning: "I told you not to walk with your head down."

He asked again, "Are you going home or not?"

Song Weiyi touched her nose, her voice was very low: "I have something to do today, I want to go home tomorrow."

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

Song Weiyi nodded.

The time slowly changed to eleven o'clock, Song Weiyi pinched the year, suddenly raised her head and squinted at the senior student, pulled his ear without saying anything, and said viciously: "It's the middle of the night, you are not at school What are you doing here?"

Song Weizhi was much taller than her, and when she twisted his ears, he also bowed down, repeatedly begging for mercy: "Sister, listen to my explanation, ouch, it hurts."

Song Weiyi let go of him, and stood against the wall, her aura was enough to shake the sea of ​​clouds, she raised her chin to signal him.

Song Weizhi rubbed his red ears aggrievedly, and said, "I'm an intern, and I've also moved out. I was supposed to go home today, but Xue Di forcefully pulled me out to accompany him to do my hair."

She thought about it carefully, and it seemed that Xue Di was indeed walking with her purple hair on her head, but for a while, she felt empty again, and the 1.8-meter aura that she had just propped up now turned into a negative number.

She scratched her nose and asked, "Where do you live?"

Song Weizhi raised his finger and pointed behind her.

"here?"

Song Weizhi nodded.

"Let's go, go home."

The two walked into the community side by side. Most of the people living in this community were Internet celebrities and various migrant workers, so that the community was still brightly lit at the moment, and they broke up at the fork in the road.

(End of this chapter)