Host, You're Targeted

Xiao Jing and Lin Shouxian make an appointment to come to her house to try new dishes with her. Lin Shouxian happily opens the door for her. It turns out that Xia Cifeng's shoes are still in the porch, and they are in disorder at that time.

The door of Xia CI Feng's room was not locked. When she opened the door, she found that there was still a person lying on the bed.

"Xia CI Feng, why are you still sleeping?"

Lin Shouxian patted his head, "don't you say you want to help Yin Zhou clean up? It's almost ten o'clock now. Where's Yinzhou? Are you going

Xia CI Feng only heard a few words in his half dream and half awakened. He put several key words in his mind: cleaning up, it's almost ten o'clock, Sheng Yinzhou is gone.

"Lying trough!"

Suddenly, the sleepless Xia CI Feng sprang up from the bed and lifted the quilt. There was no one on the bed and there was no other pair of slippers on the ground. Even the place where Sheng Yinzhou had been lying had become cold.

Xia Xian's words stood at the edge of the bed and asked, "Lin Shoufeng?"

Lin Shouxian saw his surprised appearance and nodded honestly, "well, the schoolbag is gone."

Xia Cifeng suddenly grabs the mobile phone of the head of the bed and finds that the breathing lamp is flashing all the time, which is the message that Sheng Yinzhou sends him.

I'll go first. You have a good rest. If you want to help, please come to me here. (positioning)]

Xia Cifeng immediately threw the mobile phone on the bed and pushed it away. Lin Shouxian rushed out, "lie in the slot! This self reliant man is too much

At this moment, Sheng Yinzhou, wearing a mask to wipe the stairs, bowed his head and sneezed. He rubbed his nose through the mask with plastic gloves, and continued to crawl on the ground, wiping the stairs with a rag.

Sheng Yinzhou's grandfather and grandmother lived in a two-story villa. There were many flowers in the front yard next to the fence and iron gate. They were not planted by his grandparents and he could not take them to his neighbor's home after their death.

Sheng Yinzhou vaguely remembers that when he was a child, the wall was covered with green roses and Parthenocissus, and even the corridor of the house was covered with Chlorophytum.

But after so many years, some flowers still do not wither, still grow tenaciously.

Tenacious growth of plants along the wall has been climbing, so the house from the outside is still a little petty bourgeoisie sentiment, but the interior decoration is actually very simple and simple.

Sheng Yinzhou took off her mask after cleaning the stairs between the first and second floors and stood at the top of the stairs, pounding his waist and thinking about where to clean next.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

The doorbell of this house has been broken for a long time. When he came in, he didn't lock the big iron door, but it was just falsely closed. So if someone comes in, he can go directly to the house and knock.

Sheng Yinzhou took off the plastic gloves and lay prone in the open living room window because of the need for ventilation. Looking out, Xia Cifeng, dressed in black, was standing at the door with her eyebrows wrinkled. A handsome face was full of impatience. People who didn't know thought it was a bad boy who came out to have an appointment! It is estimated that many people follow him along the way?

"Hey, little boy." Sheng Yinzhou lay on the window and waved to him, "here, here!"

Xia Zifeng looked at him sideways, and immediately walked down the cement road at the door, stepping on the soil that had dried up because of no rain for a long time to come to him.

"Are you here?"

"Why don't you call me

The two men spoke at the same time. Sheng Yinzhou didn't say anything. He just looked down at the young man with sullen face. When he was about to speak, he put out his hand and patted his head.