Is he teasing me

Chapter 51 I'll Help You Run Away
"Oh, you are free," Zhang Moyan put the red wine on the table perfunctorily, turned on the air conditioner in front of the air conditioner in the stand, and added, "Put your shoes away."

Jin Xueyang's nostrils blew, and after arranging his emotions, he turned to Xiao Xingyu and said, "Mr. Xiao, don't mind, she has a problem with her emotional intelligence."

Xiao Xingyu glanced at the house: "Okay, the people have also been delivered, do you think I have to go?"

Then he tilted his head, and waited for Jin Xueyang to reply with his beautifully shaped eyes.

This question is very level, and it is a reflection of the broad and profound Chinese language, especially the word "you see", which is the best in the whole sentence.

If he wants to go, he just says "I'm going", but he asks "Do you think I have to go?"

Obviously it is something that he can decide by himself, and he has to leave the decision to others.

As far as the question is concerned, it seems that the answer can be either "yes" or "no", but in this case - specifically in the single apartment of a woman who drinks too much, the questionee can answer "Yes, I see you. Gotta go"?

Doesn't such an answer seem ulterior motive and conspiracy?

So the answer can only be the only one, that is "can't go".

Sure enough, Jin Xueyang said immediately: "No, no, no, Mr. Xiao, you must not leave. She drank too much. I am too dangerous for this lonely man and a widow in the same room!"

He hurriedly took the only pair of male tugs on the shoe rack and gave them to Xiao Xingyu: "Mr. Xiao, change this pair."

Xiao Xingyu glanced at it: "You can wear it."

Um?Very disgusting what happened?

"Uh," Jin Xueyang embarrassedly stuffed the shoes back into the shoe cabinet, and made an assertion after scanning the surroundings, "then don't change it, I don't think she has cleaned it for several days."

"Who said I haven't cleaned it for a few days!" Zhang Moyan turned around in the living room after hearing the words, and stepped in front of Jin Xueyang to accuse him, "I just cleaned up the house this morning, how can you be so reckless?"

She first forced Jin Xueyang to change his shoes, then dragged him to the living room and pointed in dissatisfaction: "Where is it not neat, where is it not clean? I have used a vacuum cleaner here, here and there, why do you say I haven't cleaned it for a few days? ?!"

Jin Xueyang looked at Xiao Xingyu bitterly, pointed at Zhang Moyan and put out the words "Drinking crazy" with his mouth.

"Jin Xueyang, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, I'll let Teacher Xiao come over and take a look, hum, just put the clothes you collected on the sofa!"

"I folded it."

"But is the sofa the place to put clothes?"

"Can't I put my own sofa?"

……

Perhaps it was at his own territory, Zhang Moyan was obviously more relaxed than outside, and his behavior began to follow his temperament.

Over there, Jin Xueyang sent out a distress signal again, Xiao Xingyu took off his shoes, put them in the shoe cabinet, and walked over with only socks like last time.

Xiao Xingyu looked at it for a while: Reporter Jin talked nonsense and made trouble without reason, and the living room was well tidy up!
A glance at the past is no different from the last time he visited, that is, there is half a foot of folded clothes on the armrest of the sofa, and a few books on celadon and Ru kiln are neatly stacked on the coffee table, probably doing his homework for interviewing him. read.

"Okay, okay," Jin Xueyang raised his hands to beg Zhang Moyan for mercy: "Am I saying something wrong? Classmate Zhang, you are a hard-working and capable little bee. Your house is clean and well-organized. Another day, the cultural group will organize a special visit. Would you like to learn from you?"

He probably felt that his attitude of admitting his mistake was good, and the solution was acceptable. Zhang Moyan didn't care about it any longer, and sat down on the sofa softly: "It's not too bad."

Jin Xueyang was speechless, turned around and greeted Xiao Xingyu: "Mr. Xiao, sit down for a while, it's been hard work, I'll go make you some water and make a cup of tea."

Before Xiao Xingyu finished saying "No", Jin Xueyang had already entered the kitchen. He took the kettle to connect the water, plugged it in, and then rummaged in the kitchen again and again: "Moyan, where is your tea? next to the microwave?"

Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan along the way, but saw that the hostess was supporting her temple with one hand and covering her stomach with the other, her face seemed to be paler than before.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Xingyu walked to her side, bent down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Moyan raised his head and was about to speak, when Jin Xueyang's cell phone in the kitchen ding ding dong dong dong, and Jin Xueyang, who had a bunch of things in his hand but not tea leaves, picked up the phone: "Hello, who is it? Oh, what's the matter? "

With a click, a cover fell to the ground.

"Water seeps downstairs in my bathroom??"

Ping bang, another jar fell to the ground.

"I'm going, his bathroom is divided into a bedroom? So perverted!"

Before the next thing fell, Xiao Xingyu rushed over.

Jin Xueyang held the phone with an annoyed expression: "Didn't you guys repair it last time, why did something happen again after only two months? Okay, I'll go back now! What, he's still claiming against me, is it downstairs? Group rent, check it out, do normal people sleep in the toilet?"

Xiao Xingyu picked up the things on the ground, lifted up and Jin Xueyang had already pressed down the phone, and was scolding the air impatiently. Seeing Xiao Xingyu, he hurriedly took the things in his hand and hurriedly explained.

"Mr. Xiao, the property management called to tell me that my house was leaking water on people's beds, and the neighbors downstairs are making a lot of trouble there. I have to go back and deal with it now, Mo Yan... I'm afraid I will trouble you here!"

"?" Xiao Xingyu: "Oh, it's okay, then... go back quickly, you can rest assured here."

"What's wrong with Mr. Xiao, I'm absolutely assured of your character, Zhang Moyan is definitely not your thing!" Jin Xueyang looked at Xiao Xingyu firmly, and then confessed, "Moyan doesn't normally drink too much. Drunkenness means sleepiness, it is easy to take care of, you can hurry her to sleep."

"Okay, I'll let her rest later."

"She's out of her mind now. If she says something wrong to you or loses her temper, don't take it seriously and don't care about her!"

"You're overthinking, I know."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao!" Jin Xueyang's eyes showed the deep feeling of entrusting important information to revolutionary comrades. The picture was frozen for 3 seconds, and then strode away.

When passing the living room, Zhang Moyan called to him in confusion: "Jin Xueyang, are you leaving? Didn't we give Mr. Xiao a plan?"

"Have the plan?" Jin Xueyang was busy with vertical lines, and gave Zhang Moyan a blank look: "Thank you for remembering this! But I have to go now because of something, you rest early and let the male god go back early, hear No!"

"Oh." Zhang Moyan stared blankly.

Jin Xueyang quickly changed his shoes, pushed open the door and ran out like an arrow, before the door could be slammed shut.

Xiao Xingyu had to walk over to close the door, slam it shut, and with a bang, the door handle fell to the ground!

Xiao Xingyu was stunned.

Leaning over and picking up the doorknob from the ground, took a closer look, first tried to put the alloy piece back where it was broken, and pressed it up and down a few times.Although the door lock is closed, I don't know what's wrong with the machine inside, and it can't be hooked. The whole lock is unresponsive.

After trying several times, it still doesn't work, Xiao Xingyu grabbed the door handle: isn't it? ! !
I was stunned for at least 10 seconds, and a question was placed in front of me - how to get out later?

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he turned around immediately: "Reporter Zhang, do you have any...I'll go!" He turned back suddenly, as if he was electrocuted.

In the next second, he quickly walked to the living room and pulled up the curtains. He turned his back to Zhang Moyan and was a little irritable: "You change your clothes while the window is open?!"

Zhang Moyan's low but indifferent voice came from behind: "There is no house in front."

Indeed, in front of it is a green space, behind the green space is a river, and on the other side of the river is a park without any buildings.Xiao Xingyu calmed his heartbeat for a while, then gasped and asked, "Are you dressed?"

"Well, all right."

Xiao Xingyu turned around and almost turned back.

I saw that Zhang Moyan was wearing a pearl-colored silk suspender skirt, with large white shoulders exposed. I don't know what was wrong, and he was stuffing his clothes into the trash can.

Xiao Xingyu forcibly gave himself psychological counseling: In summer, the girls on the road wear less clothes than this, which is normal. You see nothing, and they cover more than ballet dancers. There are thousands of ballet performances. Audience... (500 words omitted here)
With such a construction, he has the strong psychological quality to run to grab the clothes from her hand: "This is not a laundry basket, you are drunk!"

Zhang Moyan raised his head and looked at him, his eyes with large pupils gradually showed grievances, this person had always said that she was not drunk before.

"I'm not drunk..."

"You're undressing in front of men when you're not drunk?!"

　This is my first time writing a book in the bookstore,

　　I don't understand many rules.

　　Today I asked my seniors,

　　Why do I have so many collections, but the number of fans shows only over [-]?
　　They said, "Because only those who have voted, commented, and checked for you are counted as fans!"

　　Oh I got it……

　　(falls into silence for an hour)

　　So girl, do you want to brush your presence?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)