How did Xiao Ming die?

woke up.

The room was brightly lit and the windows were opened.

Breathing the fresh air blowing in from the outside, I immediately felt better.

I stretched under the quilt and just touched the mobile phone by the bedside.

There was no electricity, so I looked at the electronic clock on the wall, and the date showed two days later.

Oh cuet, I thought I woke up early, but it turned out I slept for 48 hours.

The hand is empty, and my deskmate has already got up.

The sound of water in the bathroom reassured me.

I lay heavily back on the pillow and took a nap until Lao Tong came out wiping his hair.

"Are you awake?" I asked him.

He glanced at me inexplicably.

That's right, he was obviously the one who started before me, so he should be the one who asked me this sentence.

His upper body was bare, and he probably didn't wear his lower body, and a long bath towel was tied around his waist.

He faced the mirror with his back to me. I sat up and looked at him through the mirror.

"My brother, where are my clothes?"

Yes, I found myself in the mirror with no clothes on either.Stretch out your hand to feel it, oh, the pants are gone, only a pair of underpants left.

The old man hung his face, "I lost it."

"Why did you take off my clothes?" I don't remember taking off my clothes before going to bed.

"It's all sand." He said with disgust.

"Oh." Well, actually, I don't really care about sleeping naked.

Sleeping naked is the first level of sleep.

Presumably, after I fell asleep on his bed, my husband probably disliked me, so he picked me up.But according to his temperament, I am already very grateful for not kicking me to the bed.

After calculating the time, it was time for the cleaning aunt to clean up every day. Thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

My old colleague swayed to open the door, and sure enough, the aunt at the door paid attention.

I also understand the old aunt, after all, this hard-working black-haired child finally woke up, and even dared to open the door even if he was wrapped in a bath towel.

Auntie said good morning to him in broken English, and walked in bravely.

Then he looked at me again.

Well, I still understand Auntie.

Think about it, two young Asian men have stayed in your hotel, and they have barely left the house since they checked in. They stayed here for five days and five nights.

The most important thing is that there are obviously two beds, one of which doesn't even have a pleat every day.

Early on a Sunday morning, you walk into the room, one of you just got out of the shower, and the other is wrapped in a blanket and naked.

Oh yes, I overlooked the most important point, we are both so handsome.

Auntie is not calm anyway.

She not only broke two cups, but also swept away my slippers.

I froze by the bed, watching all this in silence.

Lao Tong didn't take it seriously, he couldn't enjoy brushing his hair and started to use a hair dryer instead.

The sound of the hair dryer concealed a lot of embarrassment, for example, Auntie dared to mutter in a local dialect in a low voice.

She said, "Youth is capital, and energy is exuberant."

At that moment, I really wanted to disable the translation stud on my ear for half an hour.

As the aunt said, she sneaked a peek at several garbage bags in our room intentionally or unintentionally.

You don't have to look for auntie, there won't be what you expect in it.

Auntie also seemed to find that there was nothing in it that she expected, she frowned and looked up at me strangely.

Then I saw her walk to our bedside, and put some spare items reserved there by the hotel, such as chocolates, band-aids, and what, in a conspicuous place.

Auntie, you don't need to put it up, we can see that thing, but we don't need it, we don't need it.

My aunt and I looked at each other, and there was an unspeakable undercurrent, and then she walked out of the room in three steps.

"Huh..." I sighed, "It's me, I want to eat."

"Go out to eat?"

"Yeah, I've been eating in hotels these days, and I want to go out and let the wind go."

"Okay."

"and then?"

"What then?"

I was speechless, "Brother, you threw away my clothes, how do you want me to get out?"

"You wear mine and go out."

"how about you?"

"I'm too lazy to move."

"..."

I am really convinced by this dead turtle house, "Get out of here, show me this lovely nature, go and see the half-meter-high snow outside!"

"Huh?" It was I who chuckled lightly, and widened my eyes in disbelief, "So much?"

Shit, I want to punch him.

"Then you go out and buy me clothes and come back." I said to him.

"You buy it yourself, and I will lend you the clothes."

"Why can't you go!" I beat the bed with one hand and reprimanded me.

"I'm wearing the underwear I didn't change." He crossed his arms and said calmly.

I'm so young, this dude really thinks I'm 100% straight!

Be careful I like you!

No way, I talked to him loudly, "Okay, okay, there is a commercial street outside the hotel, I'll go downstairs to buy a suit of clothes, and then you can go to dinner with me, okay?"

"You can eat it yourself and come back, why bother."

"It's good to mess with each other."

"turn down."

"Please~"

"You go shopping for clothes first."

Ah, not very happy.

It's because I'm three centimeters taller than me, and his clothes fit me perfectly.

I rushed to the elevator in a few steps. Sadly, I actually took the same elevator with Auntie Cleaning.

"Come out..." She greeted me.

"Ah... um... came out." I responded to the thoughtless greeting.

Outside the hotel is a very famous local folk street.Jewelry and clothing with various regional characteristics are dazzling.

I had an idea, and the nature of Scorpio was ready to move.

After a while, I knocked on the door.

"Buy it? So soon..." My deskmate opened the door.

"Of course~" I smiled meaningfully, patted him on the shoulder, and walked in the door.

Hey, the shoulders are also very slippery, so I touched them again.

I threw the clothes bag on the sofa, "Try it."

"Didn't you buy it for yourself..."

"Hey, now your clothes are mine, if you wear them on me, they are mine, and the bag is yours, put them on quickly, and go out to eat!"

My deskmate went to the sofa, grabbed the bag and poured out the clothes.

"Obviously, what is this?"

"Cleopatra's clothes."

"Oh, no."

"Hmph, little bitch, you can wear it if you wear it, and you can wear it if you don't. It's up to you."

"I can choose not to go out."

"Then do you still want to eat? I won't bring you food, I will stop all hotel orders!"

I leaned back on the sofa like a rogue, and raised my legs.

"Obviously, take off my clothes."

"Zhenzhen, NOWAY." I stretched out my index finger and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Cute."

"Not cute, not cute~" I pretended to be shy and said, "I'm embarrassed if you praise me so much~"

"No, Mengmeng. Mengmeng is dead."

Why the fuck do I feel like I understand.

"Fuck, who are you scolding?"

"Call Mingming."

"You just got fucked to death! Fuck me!"

"Are you retarded..." He started to look at me with those stupid eyes again.

Although I also know that our conversation is very young, but I just can't get angry.

"Obviously you are mentally handicapped, fuck me!"

"Yes, obviously you are."

"..."

FuckUUUUUUUUU.

Forced by Da Lvzhen's lustful power, I was forced to embark on the journey of selling armor for him again.

This area is full of things related to the ethnic style. I have no choice but to find something I can wear, which is a bit similar to the one Shi Rong wore that day.

A pair of breeches, a pair of military boots, and an ethnic sweater.

As a result, Fuck Zhen Ouba felt that the clothes had the stupidity of Er Rong, so he swore not to wear them.

So I embarked on the third journey.

It is worth mentioning that this time I took an elevator with Auntie Cleaning.

"Didn't buy it...?" She greeted me again without thinking.

"Well, it's too difficult to buy." I responded casually.

"Hey, it's available in the hotel, so you don't need to go out to buy it." She kindly suggested.

"..." Auntie, your misunderstanding is so deep that I don't even want to explain it.

This time I really had no choice, so I took a taxi to the shopping building across the street.

From a distance, I saw several sets of clothes in the window on the first floor.That store is the brand that I usually wear.

After getting out of the car, I rushed into the store and asked the clerk to find a good size for me to wrap up several sets worn by the models.

Oh yes, I want this box of underwear too.

I haven't eaten for two days, and now I'm so hungry that I panic.

Swipe the card, pick up the clothes, take a taxi, and go back to the hotel.

As I have said before, I am very stubborn.It's because I'm going out with me to have this meal today, so I'll take his surname!

Well, yes, the surname is Shi.

I was panting and lying on the door, and I didn't even have the strength to knock on the door.

A fluke, I found the door unlocked!

In the room, Ulala's TV is playing cheerfully.

It's me wrapped in pajamas, with my legs crossed, a fork in one hand, and ham in the other, sitting on the sofa and eating deliciously.

Mom said it was bad to fight.

So I just cried.

I cried so sadly that I threw the big and small bags on the ground, fell on the sofa and started crying.

"ToT, you dead man, you bullied me as soon as you came back and treated me like a monkey, why don't you die."

He looked at me innocently, "I'm dead."

"ToT why don't you just die."

"Didn't you ask me to come back?"

"When will I!" I sat up straight and glared at him, "When will I say I miss you back!"

"On the phone." He replied calmly, and then handed the pizza in his hand to my mouth.

I took his hand naturally and took a bite.

on the phone?ah!

A few days ago, I had a fever and became confused, so I called him to complain!

Thinking of the black history, I scratched my heart and scratched my liver again, and I couldn't even swallow this pizza.

"Drink water, drink water." He handed over a glass of water.

After pouring half a glass of water, I tragically fell on the sofa, "I want to die."

"What?"

"Damn I bullied me..." I weakly lifted my body on the sofa.

"Get up, don't be a starving ghost." He patted my thigh, "Eat this?"

"eat……"

"what about this?"

"eat……"

"Am I nice to you?"

"it is good……"

"I won't eat this, this is mine."

"..."