Shared male and female

Wen Xun and Da Xiong sandwiched Ruan Ting one after the other, pushing him to Wen Xun's house.

With frivolous steps, Ruan Ting followed them to a narrow alley. The road in the alley was full of potholes. Sexual advertising is mixed in the meantime to fish in troubled waters.

The light from the street lamps on the side of the road was dim and dim, bright and dark, like a bad connection. The shadows of the three people, elongated by the light, were reflected on the rugged path, which was particularly desolate.

The houses in this alley are all small, and the bus station is attached to the edge of the city. The small unit building is not high, only six floors. It's almost gone

Ruan Ting walked slowly, constantly picking out good places to walk on the road that is not suitable for human walking, occasionally looking at the outfit of the person in front of him, he can only say that it matches the street scene on both sides of him.

If I have to describe it, it may be a cheap taste.

The end of the alley is a dead end, and there is no good corner. When we walked to the unit building at the end, Wen Xun's house also arrived.Wen Xun led Ruan Ting to the door of his house, and threw the truck key to Big Bear, "You can drive the car back for me, just park it in front of our house."

"Okay, don't worry bro." Big Bear took the key, glared at Ruan Ting, and trotted in the opposite direction.

Ruan Ting was stared at by him, and subconsciously leaned back, and Wen Xun supported the one who couldn't stand still, "Here we are."

Ruan Ting blinked, watched Wen Xun take out the key and opened the door, making way for him.

It was pitch black inside, Ruan Ting hesitated at the door, but was kicked in by Wen Xun.

After a moment of darkness, only a sound was heard, and the lights in the living room of Wen Xun's house flickered on, and the windows surrounded by rust-corroded anti-theft windows immediately came alive.

Ruan Ting opened his eyes wide.

The first thing that catches the eye is the old ceiling, followed by two incandescent lamps that are only lit, and then the narrow room, with yellowed walls and simple furniture, and there are traces of mottled years everywhere.

Ruan Ting turned around: "Is this your home?"

Wen Xun ignored him, and went directly into the kitchen to boil hot water.

Ruan Ting carefully looked at the house again. Apart from the capitalized word "poor" in the house, there is also a desolate and lonely atmosphere, just like a small wooden house in the countryside in foreign movies.

He realized that he had entered the home of a standard poor man.

Ruan Ting couldn't help buttoning the buttons of his clothes.

After Wen Xun came out of the kitchen, he took off his coat. His eyes were sharp and unfriendly to those who owed him money. He asked Ruan Ting, "Why don't you sit down?"

Ruan Ting walked to the sofa, carefully stared at the sofa for a long time, and even touched it with his hands. Fortunately, the sofa looked dilapidated and shabby, but it was still clean and tidy.

Ruan Ting explained: "I am a clean freak."

Wen Xun couldn't help but glared at him restrainedly.

Ruan Ting sat down stiffly, only half of his buttocks touched the sofa, he leaned on the sofa, the hard wood made him sit upright almost instantly, and bounced back like a spring.

This state of sitting upright is unique in Mr. Ruan's pampered life.

"You look young, why don't you see your uncles, aunts, grandparents, brothers and sisters?" He turned his neck like a robot, and turned towards Wen Xun.

"I live alone." Wen Xun said.

"Live alone?" Ruan Ting asked.

"Live alone." Wen Xun put his elbows on the window sill, "Why, is there any problem living alone?"

"Of course not." Ruan Ting straightened up, "What about your parents?"

Wen Xun turned his back to the light, with a shadow on his face, his eyes flickered, and after a while, the warmth in his eyes sank.

After all, he is also a person who often socializes. He has pointed out the world in the business field, ostentatiously, and is good at touching people's psychology. Ruan Ting noticed the other party's emotional fluctuations, and immediately changed the subject, "Your family seems to be small."

"Well, it's not big, there are only two bedrooms, and one of them has become a utility room."

When Ruan Ting heard Wen Xun's words, he turned around in an instant, and his body was as flexible as breaking the seal.

"So... there's only one bedroom, where do I live?"

Wen Xun raised his chin and pointed to the hard wooden sofa in front of Ruan Ting, indicating that the sofa was a sofa during the day and his exclusive small bed at night.

Ruan Tingdun felt that the sky was falling and the ground was cracking, he was here to suffer.

"The beds in the police station are better than this, right?"

Seeing this, Wen Xun took out his mobile phone, pressed his finger on the screen three times, turned on the speakerphone, and a beep came.

Without saying a word, Ruan Ting rushed over to hang up the phone, put the phone back into Wen Xun's pocket, and met his eyes: "Good night."

Ruan Ting lost sleep.

He tossed and turned on the hard wood. He should have slept on a bed covered with Italian silk and cotton. The aromatherapy in the room exuded the fragrance of sleep aid, and the indoor temperature and the brightness of the bedside lamp could be adjusted automatically according to his preferences. , and now they can't even find a place to live.

Even if he wasn't here tonight, the few hundred dollars he had on him would not be enough for him to stay in a five-star hotel for one night.

"It's all for the inheritance." Ruan Ting murmured silently. He knew his father, the chairman of the board, very well. give him.

As a family business, Laikang is not the only one with the surname Ruan waiting to eat meat and soup. Apart from Ruan Su on the table, there are also many ghosts and ghosts under the table, waiting for opportunities to make trouble from time to time, otherwise he would not accept and Sun Yanyi's absurd proposal of pretending to be a couple.

There is only one ticket to some worlds.

Gou Jian, the King of Yue, has achieved great success through hard work and bravery. For that ticket, he can do anything.

When Wen Xun came out of the bedroom early in the morning, Ruan Ting had been sitting cross-legged on the sofa for a long time. He tilted his head and looked out the window. Although the indoor floor was clean, the faint morning light shone in and washed away the years of accumulation on the floor. The stains that have been uncleaned are illuminated clearly.

Ruan Ting's sitting posture was much more arbitrary, even leaning on the back of the sofa, Wen Xun walked across to him with a glass of white water, sat down, reached out and knocked on the coffee table, attracting Ruan Ting's attention.

The coffee table is square in shape, and the wear and tear on the tabletop is full of paintings left over from the years, which looks old.

When Ruan Ting turned his head, Wen Xun was startled, with thick dark circles under his eyes, those who didn't know it thought he had caught mice all night.

"Did you not sleep last night?"

"Without a suitable sleeping environment, let alone deep sleep, even shallow sleep cannot enter." Ruan Ting said this weakly, his voice still slightly hoarse, and he stretched out his hand towards Wen Xun.

Wen Xun didn't pay attention to him, nor did he understand what he meant. He grabbed the rim of the glass with his slender fingers, and leaned his wrist on the side of the tea table. It fell straight into Ruan Ting's eyes.

Ruan Ting seemed to be burned by the two gleams in Wen Xun's eyes, and it took a moment for him to realize that Wen Xun was not his assistant, and he would not hand him a glass of New Zealand milk or Sumatra coffee at the right time.

Ruan Ting withdrew his hand in embarrassment, he pinched the center of his brows, and looked angry for getting up, even though he didn't sleep or get up at all.He looked at Wen Xun numbly, his expression vividly expressed the meaning of what is invisible to the naked eye,

"Contact your relatives and friends as soon as possible, and hand over the money and the person." Wen Xun's dark eyes moved, and the light flicked back and forth on Ruan Ting.

Ruan Ting: "What if I say I have no relatives or friends to ask for help?"

Wen Xun: "Then you should sleep here all the time."

"You are being detained maliciously." Ruan Ting stood up, and just about to go out, Wen Xun raised his left leg to block his way, Ruan Ting immediately turned and turned to the other side, Wen Xun raised his right leg to block it he.

Wen Xun's face was icy and snowy, and the coldness in his eyes made people shudder. Ruan Ting suddenly felt a little weak in his legs, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Your legs are very long, aren't you? Coincidentally, my legs are also very long." Ruan Ting smiled, dimples bloomed and disappeared on his face, and he sat down obediently again.

Wen Xun: "Laikang belongs to your family. You can't get 1 yuan out, and you can't borrow it?"

Ruan Ting: "..."

"Just pretend that I have no relatives or friends." Ruan Ting felt a little hot, and unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.

"I still think you want to go to jail more." Wen Xun said, took out his phone again, and prepared to call the police.

Ruan Ting immediately threw himself on Wen Xun to stop him. He stared nervously at Wen Xun's cell phone, with his hands resting on Wen Xun's side, and after frowning twice, his gaze shifted from Wen Xun's hands to his face.

"We have other options."

"Huh?" Wen Xun pushed Ruan Ting away to the sofa next to him in disgust, and changed his sitting position again.

"You can still detain me, but give me personal freedom to make money, and I will return the money to you when I have money."

"Deal." Wen Xun agreed without saying a word. In fact, he thought so too. If he really sends this kid to the police station, he can only be detained. He still has nothing in his pocket and no money to compensate. Why don't he go out and do it under his nose Do odd jobs and pay back the money quickly.

"Leave something for me to keep."

Ruan Ting heaved a sigh of relief, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to pick off his diamond watch.

"Don't want this." Wen Xun stopped him, "I want that brown bracelet."

Ruan Ting was silent, he didn't know why this guy Wen Xun paid so much attention to this thing on his body, he put his hand on the brown bracelet woven with threads, and gently rubbed the fine lines with his fingers.

"This bracelet is cheap and worthless. This watch is the real luxury." Ruan Ting raised his eyes, trying to change Wen Xun's indescribable thoughts.

Wen Xun looked at him with no expression on his face, and said in a non-negotiable tone: "I just want that bracelet."

Time passed silently, and after a long while, Ruan Ting took off the bracelet. After taking it off, he seemed to feel that some barriers in his body had also been taken off by himself, and the front and back were empty.

Wen Xun took the bracelet and quickly stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and Ruan Ting's eyes were glued to his trousers all the time.

"Cough." Wen Xun coughed, Ruan Ting looked away sullenly, and someone knocked on the door of Wen Xun's house.

Big Bear came in with two bags of steamed buns and soybean milk, gave Wen Xun one bag and kept one for himself.Seeing Ruan Ting, he asked Wen Xun softly: "Brother, how is it, was he honest last night?"

Wen Xun pricked the soy milk with a straw, and didn't nod or shake his head, but said: "I'll go out later, you help me watch him, if he wants to go out to get money, you can accompany him first."

Da Xiong nodded his head like a cat, "Don't worry bro, but are you planning to let him pay back the money?"

Wen Xun was about to go out, and explained to Big Bear while getting dressed: "Well, he said that he has no relatives or friends, and he wants to make his own money to compensate me. I deducted something from him."

Big Bear has a face that understands everything and I am a prophet: "Let me just say it, he is a fraudster, a charlatan, and Master Laikang, a poor man who can't even raise 1 yuan! I am richer than him! "

Mr. Ruan wanted to cry when he heard it. He signed a seven-figure contract at random, and his hourly salary was far ahead of 90.00% of men. But he still kindly reminded Big Bear: "Don't deliberately lower the decibel when you whisper in the future, I can hear it every time."

Big Bear: "..."

Big Bear: "Speaking of which, you go out to earn money during the day and sleep here at night, is it considered cohabitation?"

Wen Xun, who was drinking soy milk, choked hard and coughed violently.

Ruan Ting ridiculed even more disgustingly: "Why don't you whisper something, and I can pretend I didn't hear it."

Da Xiong defended himself: "Living under the same roof, referred to as cohabitation, is there any problem?"

Ruan Ting turned his neck, neither shaking his head nor nodding.

Big Bear posted it up again and asked Wen Xun, "Brother, did I explain it wrong?"

Wen Xun quickly put on his shoes, held a small steamed bun in his mouth, acted as if he was in a hurry, and left in a hurry without answering.

Leaving Big Bear messy in a place where there is no wind.