roommate is big chirp girl

01

"Sister, what kind of crappy place did you rent, there is no elevator, and climbing up to the sixth floor almost exhausted me..." Fang Han complained to the other end of the phone panting with the suitcase in his hand.

Fang Ru said earnestly, "Brother, you are mistaken for a girl because of your lack of exercise. Tsk tsk, those small arms and legs are whiter than mine. It's like asking you to run for a while. You will get moldy sooner or later if you stay at home."

Fang Han sat down on the suitcase, moved the phone to the other ear, and said in a playful tone: "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. I have enough spiritual food, so I won't bother you old man."

"The ancients talked about serious books. You follow comics, read novels and visit B station every day. There is a fart golden house. I think thatched cottage is not bad."

Fang Han snorted: "Are you still my sister? I'm almost exhausted. It's fine if you don't comfort me, but if you keep teasing me, won't your conscience hurt?"

Fang Ru smiled and said, "Okay, I won't talk about you anymore, have you arrived in your room yet?"

Fang Han glanced at the house number: "Here we are. How about the roommate who lives with me? If you dare to have a party in the middle of the night and mess with men and women, don't blame me for violently hurting others."

"Come on, you, he's quite quiet, you can tell he's very sensible at first glance, but I'm afraid you'll disturb his work and rest by opening your mouth all day long."

"You say I'm going to be angry again!" Fang Han couldn't help it now, and climbed up to the sixth floor with his big luggage. He thought he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he was verbally attacked by his sister one after another, so sad that he burst into tears It's almost gushing out.

Fearing that Fang Han would be hit too hard, Fang Ru stopped the urge to continue to speak harshly, and casually said a few words of comfort: "Go in and blow up the air conditioner for a while, I'll tidy up the room for you, and you can buy anything you need, and wait until I come back from a business trip , come to visit you again."

Fang Han is a prospective senior student. As soon as the summer vacation, the school sent him to Linshi for practice. It happened that Fang Ru was here on a business trip a while ago, so she helped him rent a house near the company.

Because it was a summer practice, Fang Han only needed to live for two months, so Fang Han thought of renting with others.

According to Fang Ru's description just now, the little partner who shared the rent is still a very good girl.

Fang Han opened the door, the living room was cleaned up, the air was filled with the smell of freshener, although the room was small, things were neatly arranged.

His room is near the bathroom, and there is a minion doll hanging on the door, which looks naive.

"It seems that the roommates and classmates haven't come back yet." Fang Han turned around and had a rough impression of the panorama of the room.

Taking advantage of his roommate's absence, Fang Han turned on the player, looped the new song released last night, and arranged the clothes and daily necessities in the suitcase by category.

Afterwards, he assembled the song-recording equipment he had brought across the city and his own notebook. After trying out the effect, he posted a post on Weibo.

An inverse function: At night, Xiaowo opens his voice, around 08:30, and sings for an hour, is it unexpected?Surprised or not?

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen comments popped up.

"Emma, ​​goddess, it's not easy to wait for your scene!"

"Please let Hanmei play at home tonight! [doge]"

"Goddess, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

Fang Han didn't have time to talk to them. After posting on Weibo, he took a bath towel and prepared to take a shower first.

The bathroom can be seen to have been used by others. There are several bottles of cosmetics that Fang Han can't understand on the front of the mirror. Fang Han glances casually and then looks away.

Turning his eyes, he landed on the washing machine beside him. A red cheongsam was lying on the machine, silently showing his presence.

Fang Han thought for a moment.

Wow, my roommate is still a hot lady!

02

When Chu Dongyang came back, it was past nine o'clock.After work was over in the evening, the members of the studio gathered for a meal, and drinking was inevitable during the dinner, and after a round of drinking, he was full of alcohol.

He closed the door and immediately noticed something was wrong.

There was a cup of steaming scented tea on the coffee table in the living room, and the faint fragrance was overflowing from the mouth of the cup. Chu Dongyang took a breath and felt that his bewildered head was much clearer.

Turning his head, he saw that the room near the bathroom was indeed lit, and there were small voices coming from the crack of the door, but it was a pity that he couldn't really hear it.

It seems that the shared roommate has already moved in.

Chu Dongyang met that roommate before. He accidentally left his wig at home that day, and when he hurried back, he happened to meet the landlord and a lady who were discussing about the house. He glanced at the person under the introduction of the landlord. , I don't have any impression of the facial features, but I only remember that she has a capable temperament and is a strong woman.

A strong woman is good, busy with her career and obsessed with work, she doesn't have many chances to meet her, and she avoids embarrassing things to a great extent.

Chu Dongyang sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of boiled water without touching the fragrant scented tea.

In summer, there is no air conditioner in the living room, and Chu Dongyang was sweating after sitting for a while.

He casually put his work bag at the foot of the bed, found out a change of clothes, and walked towards the bathroom staggeringly.

As soon as I walked to the roommate's door, I heard a clear female voice from inside, singing softly and softly, falling into my ears, refreshing.

It's actually a very famous ancient song in Two-dimensional.

Chu Dongyang was a little surprised. Based on the impression that person gave him when he first met, he really couldn't imagine that such a strong woman would be linked to Two-dimensional.

But thinking about it again, the ancient style circle has gradually come into the public's field of vision recently, and has gradually been accepted by more people. Maybe there are really elites who like this style of music.

Chu Dongyang stood outside the door and listened to half of the song, and he praised this roommate's singing skills in his heart. He is not a person by appearance, he looks quite neat, and he sings so sweetly.

But it's just a few random words of emotion, Chu Dongyang is not interested in girls, no matter Yujie or Lolita, for gays, they are all creatures of the same gender.

Chu Dongyang stepped lightly and turned on the light in the bathroom.

Under the light, his red cheongsam hanging on a hook is particularly conspicuous.

Chu Dongyang's alcohol-paralyzed brain worked hard for a few seconds before he suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry in the morning. After changing into a cheongsam, he casually threw it on the washing machine, ready to wash it when he came back.

Looking at the situation now, the roommate not only saw the cheongsam he was wearing, but even helped him hang it up.

Women's clothing was found in the male roommate's bathroom. Normal people can only think of two possibilities——

[-]. This male roommate is a pervert and has transvestism.

[-]. This male roommate has a chaotic private life and likes to take a day trip to the bathroom.

Chu Dongyang thought about his roommate's business suit, and felt a headache.

Either way, it's abysmal.

03

Just the second after Chu Dongyang returned to his room after washing.

Fang Han sang the last chorus, turned off the reverb, and switched back to a male voice without any pressure: "Oh my god, these days, there are still male fans who want to give birth to monkeys for me?"

The public screen suddenly exploded.

"Goddess, can you stop switching back to the rough guy mode every time you finish singing, holding back your tears!"

"Same as above, I just wanted to say that the goddess cried beautifully tonight, but in the next second, I took a big sip, and I almost choked to death."

"What happened to male fans?! Male fans also have the right to give birth to monkeys for goddesses!"

"Weakly ask, is the goddess of inverse function male?"

"There is an honest man upstairs, everyone isolate him!"

Fang Han sneered and said, "A genuine man, no kid can deceive you." After thinking for a while, he added, "Both men and women are not deceived."

Sure enough, seeing the lasagna full of tears, Fang Han didn't feel any guilt for hurting the innocent boy's heart, and switched back to the button to talk mode.

"You guys are sad first, I'm going to drink some water."

Fang Han stretched and turned the doorknob.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, only the light from his room shone through, barely illuminating the outline of the furniture.

Fang Han didn't bother to fumble for the switch, so he opened the door completely, and took advantage of the light to pick up the scented tea that he had brewed earlier.

The temperature was moderate, Fang Han took a sip comfortably, raised his eyes to look at the room opposite the door, a little light was coming out from the crack in the door.

Um?Roommate girl is back?

Fang Han went to the bathroom to look again. There was still water vapor in the air, and the hanging cheongsam disappeared.

Fang Han pondered for a while, guessing that his roommate came back when he was singing, but he didn't know if he heard his female voice.

It was still early, and Fang Han stood in the living room for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to knock on the girl's room and establish a cohabitation relationship.

Don't look at him bluffing in front of Fang Ru on the Internet, he is basically a boy who is shy when he sees a beautiful woman, not to mention that the other party is a Yujie type person.Fang Han thought of the style of that cheongsam, and immediately became even more frightened.

Fang Han sneaked into the room disheartened, and the female fans and male fans on the public screen had already had a good chat, and even started sharing resources blatantly.

Fang Han cleared his throat and pressed the button to speak: "Then what, I'm moving today, I'm a little tired, I'm going to download it first, I'll sing it another day, good night!"

Regardless of fans' persuasion, Fang Han quit the channel, set an alarm clock for 07:30, and covered his head with the quilt. After a while, even and long breathing sounds came from under the quilt.

As a result, Fang Han woke up before seven o'clock the next day.After resting for eight hours and sleeping energetically, Fang Han felt that climbing up to the sixteenth floor would not be a problem at the moment.

He lifted the quilt, did a few push-ups, flung his short-sleeved shorts casually over his shoulders, hummed a song, and opened the door.

The door of the bathroom just opened slowly, Chu Dongyang wiped his hair, his eyes were half-closed, and he looked like he was not awake.

The two looked at each other.

Fang Han's gaze slid from Chu Dongyang's half-length hair to his flat chest...

Chu Dongyang stared straight at Fang Han's protruding Adam's apple...

Fang Han: Cheongsam?

Chu Dongyang: Female voice?

The two looked at each other and said in unison——

"Fuck!"