Chapter 8

Shen Yue, who had just a few dollars in his pocket, was completely lost in the flattering eyes of his little sister. After seeing only one suite, he decided to pay the rent for three months.

Spring garden is a gathering place for petty bourgeoisie, with high house price, large green area, wide building distance and two households on one ladder.

Shen Yue rents a house on the 10th floor.

Shen Yue was very satisfied with his little sister's excellent service. Several times he enthusiastically asked people to invite him to dinner. Only when he was not satisfied did he pay bitterly.

"Well, ten thousand yuan is not too much."

Shen Yue sighed at the balance of a Baoli account after seeing off the slim figure of his little sister and disappearing in the elevator.

However, it must be enough to spend money like fuel, rice, oil and salt. He always goes to restaurants. That's what the black sheep do. Shen Yue disdains it.

There is a supermarket outside the community, which is very convenient. As long as you are willing to give money, you can take it at will.

When pushing the shopping cart to check out, Shen Yue saw that a certain brand of honey was engaged in activities, and took a bottle with him.

He heard that he often eats honey, which can nourish his beauty.

Who doesn't love beauty?

It's really inconvenient to walk with a pile of things in my arms and a generous toilet bag in my hand.

As I walked out of the elevator, the convenience bag seemed to bump on the elevator door.

Shen Yue didn't care. He hummed a little song home, opened two bottles of beer and a bag of ham, sat on the sofa and began to reward himself.

The more you drink, the happier you are.

Beer is really a good thing. It can not only relax muscles and activate blood circulation, but also make people live a long life.

Seven or eight bottles of beer went down. It was dark. Shen Yue, a little drunk, raised his arm and sniffed. He thought it was time to take a bath.

Petty bourgeoisie is emotional. In the bathroom, there are not only white porcelain bathtubs, but also two imported subwoofers installed on the wall. There are data lines that can be connected with mobile phones.

It's absolutely a pleasure to listen to the piano music when you're in the bath. It's only for petty bourgeoisie to listen to it. People like Shen Yue don't listen to the music, but listen to the rock music with the strongest melody.

Turn the volume to the maximum, let the passionate melody almost lift up the roof, the most enjoyable.

The elevator door on the tenth floor opened when the bathroom was full of strong melody.

Zhan Xiaobai, with a slightly tired face, walked out of the elevator with his bag.

"I will urge the public relations department tomorrow, and Dacheng company must win the business."

Zhan Xiaobai, who never forgets his work when he walks, just thought of it. Suddenly he slipped and lost his balance.

She didn't even have time to scream, so she fell to the ground with a bang.

She was black in front of her eyes and almost fainted on the spot.

Well, why did you fall down suddenly?

I don't know how long it took for Zhan Xiaobai to wake up from the pain. He was just about to get up, but he felt sticky on his hand.

What is this

Zhan Xiaobai is startled and shakes off in a hurry.

It's a sticky liquid, like glue, with wire drawing.

She suddenly felt sick and thought it was something dirty, but she immediately touched the sweet smell of her olfactory nerve and told her it was honey.

Every night when she goes to bed, she drinks a spoonful, which is good for her stomach.

After confirming that it was honey, Zhan Xiaobai's nausea disappeared.

But then there was anger in his heart: "who spilled the honey here?"

If you spill it, at least you have to wipe it?

If it's cleaned, how can it make her wrestle?

Thanks to Zhan Zong's good luck, he didn't knock his back on the corner when he was slipped just now.

In that case, we will definitely open the ladle on the spot, and the exhibition will be full of good and bad.

This is premeditated murder!

Zhan Xiaobai slowly stood up against the wall, and his eyes almost burst into fire. In that way, he looked fiercely at Xihu.