Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Longhua high-end apartment has good security, residents who are not here are not allowed to enter.

Song Qianxi made a special trip to the gate to pick up Zheng Xueying.

Zheng Xueying was not in a hurry to find Yin Fei, and glanced at her suspiciously, "When did you move?"

The rent here is not what ordinary people can consume.

Mostly it has something to do with Chu Muhan.

Song Qianxi replied: "I moved yesterday, let's not talk about this, let's go there."

Song Qianxi took Zheng Xueying into Building B7 and went straight up to the 12th floor.

There are two families on the 12th floor, Zheng Xueying asked: "The left or the right."

Song Qianxi shook her head, "I don't know, I didn't follow up. I saw them enter the elevator and stop on the 12th floor. I waited for 5 minutes to make sure that no one was using the elevator before I concluded this floor."

Zheng Xueying hesitated, "How about...people from both households knock on the door?"

Song Qianxi nodded and agreed, "Yes!"

Afterwards, the two looked at each other without taking any action.

If Xun Xun hadn't wagged his tail, he would have thought that time had stood still.

The two said in unison: "Go and knock on the door."

Song Qianxi said, "Go ahead, I have a thin skin."

Zheng Xueying let out a cold 'tss' with contempt, "I believe you! In this way, one person knocks one family."

Song Qianxi made an 'OK' gesture, pointed to the door, and signaled Zheng Xueying to knock first.

She closed her eyes, as if thinking about what to say after opening the door, pondered for a moment, and pressed the doorbell.

After pressing several times, someone came to open the door.

The person who opened the door was a short, muscular man, full of masculinity, but Song Qianxi and Zheng Xueying were startled by the sound, "Who are you looking for?" The voice was high-pitched, in stark contrast to his size.

"Uh..." Zheng Xueying glanced in curiously, and saw a man in white on the sofa. She couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure was somewhat similar to Yin Fei. She wanted to take two steps in to see it more clearly, but she couldn't. blocked by a man.

With a sharp voice, the man said displeasedly, "What are you doing!"

As if thinking of something suddenly, his expression changed, and he sternly said towards the living room: "Smelly man, are you looking for women outside behind my back again?"

"How is it possible? I'm very specific." A warm voice came from inside the door, and a man sitting on the sofa came over, with delicate features and fair skin, looking at Zheng Xueying blankly, "I do not know."

"Really?" The muscular man obviously didn't believe it.

"Really, I only have you in my heart." The handsome man hugged the muscular man like no one else, and was about to have a loving kiss. Zheng Xueying and Song Qianxi were dumbfounded.

Zheng Xueying quickly walked to the door and said, "Sorry, I found the wrong one."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door with a 'snap', isolating the hot-eyed scene.

"I'll go..." Zheng Xueying lowered her voice and said, "This is the first time I've seen a live GAY in this age."

"Besides, it's such a strange combination. Tell me, who is the attacker and who is the victim?" Song Qianxi asked for soul torture.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, you knock on the door quickly." For some reason, Zheng Xueying couldn't help but associate Yin Fei with the handsome man, just thinking about it made goose bumps all over the floor.

She can accept GAY, but she can't accept that her boyfriend is GAY.

But with Yin Fei for so many years, if GAY has been exposed long ago, there is no such possibility.

Song Qianxi stepped forward to ring the doorbell, and the door was opened by a girl with a pure and pleasant appearance. She was wearing a bathrobe just after taking a shower, and her shoulder-length hair was hanging wet on her shoulders. She wondered, "Who are you looking for?"