Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

Tong Xiaowen clicked his tongue.

"You are so beautiful. If you were a woman, I bet you would be the most popular girl in the capital."

What red card?

Hua Qingchen couldn't help but shake his head. This girl was full of swear words and now she even said the word "red card".

"Why, you're unhappy?"

Tong Xiaowen put his little face in front of Hua Qingchen, his dirty little face covered with sesame seeds.

"Can't you just wash yourself? How can you be so dirty as a girl?"

"I like it when I'm dirty. How does it bother you? If you keep talking, get out."

Tong Xiaowen rolled his eyes at him.

"I don't have any clean clothes here."

"Then help me-"

Hua Qingchen reached out to earn money and was about to ask him to buy one for him, but he realized that he was too sad to bring his wallet.

"What? You don't have any money? Why are you pretending to be a rich young man if you don't have any money?"

Tong Xiaowen threw the remaining half of the pancake to him.

"wait for me."

Seeing the girl turn around and leave, Hua Qingchen hurriedly called her,

"Where are you going so late?"

Tong Xiaowen turned around.

"Do you think I would go buy clothes for you at this late hour? Not to mention that all the stores are closed. Even if they were open, I would have no money."

"then you--"

"There are two ways. As long as it's a piece of clothing, I will go to the nearest trash can and look for it. The second way is to find something clean, so I will go to someone's house and steal one."

Hua Qingchen looked at his shirt thrown on the ground with a bitter face. He picked it up and saw that it was covered with cuts from a knife and bloodstains. The front half was torn off. If he put on such clothes, he would be scared to death.

Ugh?

Just as he sighed, Tong Xiaowen had already left.

He hadn't eaten a single bite of food since he heard the news that Master Jing was getting married. Now, the aroma of the sesame cakes stimulated him.

Hua Qingchen didn't care whether the sesame bun was stained with Tong Xiaowen's saliva. He took a bite and found that the sesame bun was still hot, fragrant and soft.

He felt that now, sitting in this shabby warehouse, sitting on this pile of quilts of unrecognizable color, Hua Qingchen suddenly felt very at ease.

Maybe his heart was dead, or maybe he was really tired.

After great sorrow, people become quiet.

Before he had finished half of the pancake, Tong Xiaowen came running and jumping in with a gust of cool night air, holding a bunch of things in his arms.

"Here, put it on quickly. I don't know which one you can take, so pick one."

Not only do you have clothes to wear, but you can also choose?

Hua Qingchen couldn't believe his ears.

But he still couldn't accept wearing other people's clothes.

Maybe it has something to do with his childhood experiences, he hates everything dirty (excluding Tong Xiaowen), and he washes his clothes over and over again, any time they get dirty, and they have to have fragrance.

Now these clothes?

Watching Hua Qingchen stretch out her slender fingers and pinch the clothes with her two fingers.

Tong Xiaowen was happy.

"What are you doing? You're a grown man, can you please stop raising your orchid finger? Are you afraid that others don't know you're a sissy?"

What sissy?

Hua Qingchen was angry and gave Tong Xiaowen a cold look.

The clothes in the pile were relatively clean, so he picked out one that was about the same size and put it on.

"Haha. Don't look at me like that in the future. I will lose hundreds of years of my life. Oh my god, it's too charming. I can't stand it."

Tong Xiaowen fell to the ground laughing without caring about his image.

How old is she, and she calls herself an old lady? She even said that he has seductive eyes?

Hua Qingchen was really angry.

But he didn't dare glare at Tong Xiaowen anymore, otherwise, who knows what even more unpleasant words she would say.

"Where did you get these clothes? What are you doing with them?"

Hua Qingchen was holding a piece of children's clothes.

"Don't worry, wear them. They were freshly washed and hung outside to dry. I stole them. Stealing one piece is stealing, and stealing two pieces is stealing, so I might as well steal them all."

"You are such a thief."

"Occupational disease, hehe."