Yan Gou

There was nothing to eat in the apartment, Cengo picked up the takeaway menu from a nearby restaurant from the low table in the living room and threw it to him, "You order takeaway yourself."

Jiang Bailu glanced at the western food and pizza on the takeaway business card, and suddenly felt that he lost his appetite.Throwing down the business card and returning to the bedroom, he pulled out a white long-sleeved and a pair of black trousers from the clothes and pants piled high on the carpet and put them on.

Cengo leaned against the door with folded arms to look at him, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Bailu pinched the waistband of his trousers and lifted it up. He noticed that the cuffs and trouser legs of the clothes were slightly longer, and then realized that he was wearing the wrong trousers. With crooked eyes, he begged, "Lend me to wear it."

Cen Gordon felt a little unreasonable at the time, "Jiang Bailu, every time you fucking come to sleep with me, you always wear a piece or two of my clothes. Your family didn't give you money to buy clothes?"

Jiang Bailu smiled and said, "You have so many clothes, it doesn't matter if I wear one or two."

Cengo almost sneered, "I haven't returned the clothes you wore last time."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

"If you insist on calculating like this, you didn't return the down jacket I took off in your room the night I slept with you for the first time." He flipped through the old accounts seriously.

Cen Ge was slightly stunned, recalling the original events of that night, recalling Jiang Bailu's shameless actions, he suddenly became angry, "Do you still have the face to mention that night?"

Jiang Bailu was not afraid at all, and even stretched out the back of his hand to tap his firm and tight chest, deliberately lowered his voice, and said pointedly: "One slap can't make a sound."

Cengo lowered his head to look at the person in front of him, and only had time to see Jiang Bailu's slightly lowered face and the corners of his eyes that seemed to be flying up and down.Although Jiang Bailu's eyes were better-looking than ordinary people's, they could only be regarded as fairly good-looking.

When scanning his eyes from the front in the past, Cengo didn't find anything compelling.Nowadays, it is rare to look from top to bottom, from the edge of the corner of the other party's eye line, to see that the corner of the other party's eye line is also slightly upturned, three points attractive and seven points publicity, not as peaceful as in the past honest.

It is very similar to Jiang Bailu's duplicity.

The man looked deeply into his eyes, and the anger from his lower abdomen burned all the way to his throat. He changed the subject abruptly and said, "You mean that old faded down jacket you wore that night?" Cengo sneered. "It's already thrown in the trash."

Jiang Bailu raised his head in a daze, "Did you throw it away?"

"Why?" Cen Ge raised his eyebrows casually, "Can't you lose it?"

"Of course you can't throw it away." The light in his eyes dimmed, revealing a faint look of disappointment, "No matter what, it cost a few hundred dollars to buy."

Cen Ge didn't believe it at all, and said mockingly: "The young master of the landowner's family also loves money?"

Jiang Bailu murmured: "... No matter what, it was given by someone else."

Inexplicably, Cengo felt a little displeased, and stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, forcing him to raise his head. Resisting the urge to question who the other party was, he said in a deep voice, "Isn't it just a piece of ragged clothes? I'll buy another one." Just pay you."

Jiang Bailu looked at the other party for a while, and said firmly: "You can't buy it."

Cen Ge raised his eyebrows and sneered, "What? Could it be a limited edition for the global collection?"

Jiang Bailu hesitated: "That's not..."

Cengo followed closely, "What is that?"

"Because the clothes are outdated several years ago," Jiang Bailu paused, and said slowly, "The production has long been discontinued."

Cengo: "..."

He let go of his hand impatiently and said, "Then I'll pay you the latest money."

In the next second, Jiang Bailu's face came into the man's line of sight again, sweeping away the disappointment on his face and smiling all over his face, "Then—" he said with a contented smile in his voice, "That's really great. "

Cengo frowned, and couldn't help but suspect that he might have been cheated by him.When he retracted his thoughts, he saw Jiang Bailu was holding his mobile phone and wanted to go out. The overly long sleeves and trouser legs at his wrists and ankles were hanging down straight, swaying and swaying empty with the movement of the other party.

He frowned subconsciously, stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Bailu's sleeve, bent his knees uncontrollably, and wanted to squat down to help Jiang Bailu roll up his too long trousers like a ghost.

At the same time that this idea came to his mind, he slightly tightened the hand holding Jiang Bailu, suppressing his inexplicable impulse, and raised his foot to step on Jiang Bailu's trouser leg that fell to the carpet, "Do you want to walk within ten steps? Just perform a flat fall?"

Jiang Bailu let out a soft oh, as if he had just remembered, squatted down and rolled up his trousers, got up and carefully rolled up his sleeves to the middle of his wrists, raised his eyes and asked, "Go out for supper?"

Cengo was silent for a second, and lazily retorted: "I'm fucking hungry and have nothing to do, so I go to have supper with you in the middle of the night."

Jiang Bailu said softly, "Are you really not going?"

"I don't have extra energy and time to accompany you." The man picked up the windbreaker on the sofa and threw it into his arms, and ordered to evict the guests, "Go and eat by yourself, take a taxi home after eating, don't come here."

Jiang Bailu nodded to himself, and after agreeing, he really left with his windbreaker in his arms and changed his shoes.Cengo subconsciously felt that something was wrong, watched the other party enter the elevator from the surveillance camera, and waited patiently until the red number next to the elevator slowly jumped to the first floor, then turned around and strode across the bedroom, walked to the balcony, borrowed Street Lamp narrowed his eyes and looked downstairs.

Until a group of shrunken black shadows walked out of the apartment building alone in the sight range, gradually merged into the thick night and cool wind in the early morning, and walked unhurriedly towards the gate of the community without turning back, Cengo looked faintly. Pursing his lips, he secretly thought that he was a little too suspicious.

It was only then that the man remembered the frequent robbery and rape cases in the downtown area recently, frowned agitatedly, turned and walked back to the bedroom, wanting to check the time with his mobile phone.But when his hand touched the frosted body of the black mobile phone by the bedside, he paused slightly——

This is not his cell phone.

Did Jiang Bailu leave his cell phone on purpose, or did he really forget to take it?Cen Ge recalled the expression and behavior of the other party before he left, but remembered that when Jiang Bailu left, he clearly saw the other party holding a mobile phone in his hand——

Cengo's face darkened, and he cursed something in a low voice.He opened the closet and pulled out his clothes and pants to put on, put on his shoes and hurried out the door.

Ten minutes later, Cengo walked towards the security room at the entrance of the community under the moonlight in the middle of the night, and heard unknown insects screaming in the wind from a distance, as well as Jiang Bailu's intermittent chatter with the security guard on night shift. .

"I quarreled with... and ran out on impulse." This was Jiang Bailu's voice.

"It's really cold outside in the middle of the night. Rich people are proud and arrogant. I advise you to go back and give you... an apology." This was the voice of the security guard.

"Don't worry, he will definitely chase him out within half an hour." This is Jiang Bailu.

Cengo stepped out of the shadows following the sound of Jiang Bailu's landing, and what he saw was Jiang Bailu, who was leisurely squatting on the ground, his hand pointing towards him, and his cheerful and brisk tone, "Look, I Just say it, and within 10 minutes he'll be after him."

Cengo curled his lips into a sneer, his gaze seemed to have missed him hundreds of times.

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Today's fill-in-the-blank question: I had a quarrel with...

To clarify, Cengo didn't arrange the furniture like that because he was poor and used to it! ! !