The Days of Living in a Love Apartment

If Zhang Wei didn't say that sentence, it would be fine. After saying that sentence, how can people speak?

While embarrassed, there was a loud noise from the balcony.

Mei Jia, "Don't worry, Ziqiao, Zhang Wei is definitely not at Brother Hao's house. He is such a lazy person, how can he get up so early, right?"

Zi Qiao, "You just said it yourself!"

Yifei, "You heard wrong! What Meijia said is.... Guan Gu's house! Yes! It's Guan Gu's house! Let's go and look for 3602, shall we?"

Mika, "Yeah, even if you are looking for you, you have to be a little more regular, look for it in order, 123 came this way, right?"

Ziqiao, "No! I want 321!"

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After listening to it for a while, Zhang Wei panicked and suddenly put all the fried dough sticks into his mouth, dragged Qi Ye to stand up, "Hurry up! Find a place to hide! Ah Hao, hurry up and put these two flowers away. Throw it away! Quick!"

Xin Ling didn't understand, "Throw it away? Why? Didn't Zi Qiao give it to the seventh master?"

"Oops!" The voice got closer and closer, Zhang Wei couldn't care to explain, he slapped all the flowers into the vase, and then stuffed the seventh master behind the curtain.

Before Xin Ling could feel distressed, Zi Qiao rushed in dragging her two tails.

This is what Ziqiao saw.

In 3603's living room, there are three people, Zhang Wei is standing beside him with an embarrassing smile, Tang Hao is standing by the dining table from behind with his arms around Xinling. distressed expression.

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In 3603's living room, there are three people, Zhang Wei is standing beside him with an embarrassing smile, Tang Hao is standing by the dining table from behind with his arms around Xinling. distressed expression.

There was a bowl full of porridge, a plate of tofu, and two bowls of porridge that were not finished on the dining table.

Zi Qiao took two steps forward suspiciously, holding her hands, "What are you doing?"

Tang Hao smiled and hugged Xinling tighter, "We... are having breakfast!"

Zi Qiao frowned, "Eat breakfast in this posture?"

"Oh, Xinling is a little cold!" Tang Hao said, turning Xinling over, stuffing it into his arms, and nodding to Ziqiao.

"..." Zi Qiao frowned and looked at the two of them for a while, then looked at Zhang Wei who was nervous, just looked at him without saying a word.

Zhang Wei felt uncomfortable looking at him, "Why are you looking at me?"

Zi Qiao narrowed her eyes, "Where is the old man who slept with you yesterday?"

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"What old man? No old man! I slept alone last night!" Zhang Wei refused to admit it.

"Oh! That's it!" Zi Qiao nodded, seeming to believe it.

Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then did you see the flowers I raised on the rooftop? This kind of flower is very rare and comes in six colors!"

Zhang Wei replied in a conditioned reflex, "Seven kinds?"

"have you seen?"

Zhang Wei immediately denied, "Uh no!"

Yifei, "I said, no one has seen your flowers! There is no old man!"

"Ahao, Xinling, have you met?" Zi Qiao shifted her target.

Tang Hao smiled dryly, "This....I haven't seen it before!"

Zi Qiao gave up on Zhang Wei. He felt that the couple had a problem, so he approached them with his arms in his arms, "What was Xin Ling looking at just now? Why does she look so distressed? There are only a few people who can make her feel distressed, you, Xiao Xinxiao. Ling, there are flowers, now you and Xiaoxin Xiaoling are fine, it must be flowers! Say! Have you seen my flowers!"

Lying trough Guan Gu is possessed!This is a little tricky!Tang Hao is a bit square, how to do this..."No, you read it wrong, Xin Ling's expression just now is not distressed, she is hungry!"

"Hungry?" Zi Qiao's eyes gleamed, "You're going to starve her? I don't believe it!"

Depend on!Tang Hao broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, what is this guy's situation today?So hard to deal with?

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

An old cough came out.

Zi Qiao turned his head sharply.

Zhang Weishen, who was watching the play, reacted, coughing loudly to cover up, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Then the whole person was pushed out and almost hit Zi Qiao.

Looking back, the seventh master had come out from behind the curtains, his hat and face were covered in ashes, "Hey, you really don't know how to hide and seek, I'm almost choked to death by the dust in the back, don't come to me, just It's so boring to stand there and chat!"

"The legendary old man?" Zi Qiao gritted her teeth.

Zhang Wei quickly went up to explain, "Oh, uh, this, this is the seventh master! My client! I'm here to discuss the case!".

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"Did he pick my flowers?" Zi Qiao was about to rush up.

"Hey hey hey!"