The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 1008 The Smell of a Woman

"Jiang Ting!" Song Mei hated herself for losing the chain at a critical moment, feeling a little annoyed.Staring at the boring news channel on TV, it seemed like a sweet and ambiguous dream.

"Ding Dong" the doorbell rang.

Jiang Ting lost the remote control, walked over, glanced at the monitoring monitor, with a stiff expression, "It's Quan Lang and the others."

Song Mei stood up, "Should I hide? Will it be misunderstood!"

Jiang Ting turned his head and pointed to the bedroom, "Go inside, don't come out."

She is a big girl with yellow flowers. If it is spread out, she will have a bad reputation.

"Okay." Song Mei didn't think much, ran in wearing slippers, and closed the door.

The doorbell kept ringing, Jiang Ting opened the door, looked at the four brothers, frowned, "Why are you here so late?"

It was almost twelve o'clock.

Outside the door were four people, Quan Lang, Ah Qi, Ting Feng, and Xuan Wu, who squeezed in with a dozen beers and a few boxes of cold dishes.

"What time is it? Didn't you play cards all night last time?" Quan Lang put down his beer and sat down on the sofa.

Suddenly felt something was wrong, sniffed, "Jiang Mutou, why does your house smell like a woman?"

"Femininity? Brother Lang, you have a good nose!" Ah Qi teased.

"Go, go, go... You little brat has eaten less rice than me for two years, so of course you can't smell it. This is obviously the fragrance of a woman's hair!"

Quan Lang flicked his trouser legs, looked left and right, "Jiang Mutou, tell me, who was here just now?"

Jiang Ting pulled a chair and sat down without changing his face, "I just took a shower."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Lang leaned over and took a sniff.

Jiang Ting pushed him away with a look of disgust.

"I really just took a shower, and the smell on my body is exactly the same as this one, Jiang Mutou, what brand of shampoo did you change?" Quan Lang dispelled his doubts, and opened two bottles of beer with a bottle opener.

Jiang Ting glanced at the bedroom imperceptibly, "Soap, just wash it off."

"It's really a rough man." Ah Qi bit open a bottle with his teeth, took the cap in his mouth, and filled it up for himself.

The pour was too hasty, the foam surged up, and a chopstick was quickly thrown in with sharp eyes and hands.

Xuanwu stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Run to the toilet before drinking, go!" Quan Lang waved his hand.

Xuanwu walked into the bathroom and locked the door.After a while, he poked his head out, frowning, "Captain Jiang, the toilet is out of paper!"

"It's really...you're the one who has a lot of things to do. Ah Qi, go to the bedroom and get him a volume." Quan Lang ordered.

They came to Jiang Ting's house more often, and they knew where everything in the house was better than his master.

Ah Qi sat outside, it was most convenient to go out.

As soon as he stood up, Jiang Ting suddenly said, "I'll go."

Ah Qi was puzzled, "I'll just go."

"You don't know where you are." Jiang Ting stood up, pressed his shoulders, and told him to sit down.

Ah Qi was confused, "I know!"

Jiang Ting glanced at him, "You don't know."

"Oh..." Ah Qi didn't think much, sat down again, took a brand new pair of playing cards from the drawer, and tore them open.

Jiang Ting walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

Song Mei sat obediently on the bed, and when she saw him walk in, she raised her head and asked in a low voice, "Do I need to hide under the bed?"

"No, it's cool down here." Jiang Ting took the roll of paper, and suddenly remembered that there was still a listener with good ears sitting outside, and said in a barely audible voice, "They won't leave until at least one o'clock, you stay here first Sleep. There are new quilts and sheets in the cabinet, take them lightly."

(End of this chapter)