The Days of Living in a Love Apartment

The egg just seemed too obvious...

Zi Qiao didn't mean to blush at all, and ignored him and continued: "This is a bizarre story! My cousin has a close relationship with one of his friends of the opposite sex! One day they went off with a gun, and the girl told him afterwards... .She is pregnant!"

"It's not bizarre! A typical ethics drama!"

Isn't it weird?Obviously very bizarre, okay?In this case...

"But my cousin is very handsome!"

"Idol Ethics Drama!"

"But this girl clarified that the child should not be my cousin's!"

"Idol ethics suspense drama! There are ratings!"

"Then do you think you can get into the golden gear?"

Tang Hao suddenly found out that Zi Qiao's eloquence was probably also LVMAX, and this seemingly cool psychiatrist was misled by him.

It's also true, how can you make a girl without full-level eloquence...

"From the point of view of distribution...." Jason was very dedicated and began to analyze, and only responded halfway through, and smiled: "Beyond the topic!"

Zi Qiao didn't flicker at first glance, and began to get to the point: "I just want to ask, my cousin! What should I do?"

"Let's assume, from now on, you!!! is your cousin!"

Zi Qiao froze: "I'll try..."

"I have to ask a very crucial question for that girl!"

"Loved!"

"....you sure?"

"Ahao! Why did you suddenly speak just now?!"

Tang Hao was caught off guard by Zi Qiao's sudden questioning. By listening to the two of you talking, it sounded like you were singing, and you were all fascinated by it. So is there any time to interject?

Both of them gave him a blank look...  

"It's normal for you to have concerns! After all, this is a big deal! But my advice to you is to follow your heart!"

Zi Qiao frowned, "Can I still ask you?"

"Don't ask me! Ask your heart!" Jason got up: "This way! Let's do a little hypnosis! Let your subconscious tell you!"

Zi Qiao got up, sat on the sofa in the middle of the room, and complained about 5.1: "Hypnosis? Have you watched too many science fiction movies?"

"I have received the most formal hypnosis training in the United States! Besides," Jason took a yo-yo from under the women's treasure: "I still have the most professional equipment!"

The two were speechless.

"Yo-yo?! It looks like a pocket watch is more professional, right?"

"I forgot to bring the equipment of Inception today! You use it alive! The effect is similar! Concentrate!"

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After Jason recited a lot of alpha waves, beta waves, all messed up waves.

Tang Hao, who was looking at the yo-yo, also fell down. His last thought before his consciousness completely fell into darkness was,

"This is actually a group control???!!!".

Text Chapter [-] Ephemeris

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that only a moment has passed...

Tang Hao opened his eyes.

In front of him is the familiar room, but Zi Qiao and Jason are gone.

My head still hurts a bit.

Sitting up, he rubbed his brows, which were still beating.

"Zi Qiao doesn't even call me when he's gone?" he muttered while sitting on the chair, and stood up staggeringly, ready to go outside to see what was going on.

Just as he was swaying out, the door was suddenly pushed open, and an old face appeared.

This guy looks like a cleaner, but isn't it too much to break in without permission?

Shaking his head to get these messy thoughts out of his mind, the owner of this room doesn't care, what is he thinking about.

After the old man outside the door saw Tang Hao in the room, a stunned expression appeared on his face, and he seriously looked at the person in front of him.

"Lady, where are you from?"

"Me? I'm here to find the master here! But he seems to be gone!"

"The owner of this place? You mean the teachers?" The old man was a little strange: "The last 17 teachers moved out ten days ago! This place is about to be demolished! The old man just wanted to come and see, this last building. !"

No wonder he didn't take tools, this was Tang Hao's first thought after hearing what he said.

The second thought is, when did this become the teacher's office?

One last thought,