"Excuse me, is there no one here?"

Song Yi with a pickle plate, a face hesitant stand in front of Xiaoyun's table.

"Oh, no one. Sit down."

The girl at the table raised her eyes and looked at Song Yi with a gentle whisper. As soon as she looked up, Song Yi saw that she had a work card on her body.

Ji Xiaoyun.

So this is her full name.

Song Yi sits opposite Ji Xiaoyun. Neither of them is talking. They eat their own breakfast.

Ji Xiaoyun eat very little, and eat very gentle, regardless of her breakfast staple food only a bun, she ate for a long time, chew slowly.

Song Yi, on the other hand, gobbles up all the breakfast she ordered.

After breakfast and paying the bill, Song Yi turns and leaves. He wants to go back upstairs to sleep again.

Nowadays, in the eyes of nearby residents, Song Yi is probably a unemployed young man or a houseboy image of a jobless vagrant, but he doesn't care much about it.

The less people know him, the better they know him. In this way, he has no friends, no communication, and can be sent to all over the world to receive and deliver the goods for huangquan express without any pressure.

And once you encounter any fierce ghost, such as fierce ghost, you don't have to be afraid to implicate your friends and relatives.

In the following days, Song Yi occasionally met Ji Xiaoyun in the breakfast shop. Perhaps because Song Yi was very upright and his eyes were clear, Ji Xiaoyun met Song Yi several times, and sometimes nodded at him when they met again, which was a greeting.

A week later, Song Yi came back by express delivery in the middle of the night and was going to go home to sleep. As a result, he saw the familiar luxury car again when he was about to walk to the door of the building.

It's the man again, he Fuhui. Song Yi has a good memory and remembers the name of the man.

At this time, he Fuhui just stopped the car, and then he helped Ji Xiaoyun out of the car. It seemed that she had drunk a lot of wine, some drunk.

"Xiaoyun, let me help you up."

He Fuhui holds Ji Xiaoyun's waist, and his tone is a little impatient.

"No, no more!"

Ji Xiaoyun looks confused at this time, but after listening to he jiehui's words, she still waved her hand vigorously, trying to break away from he Xiaohui's arms, but the man next to her at this time is more tight.

"You're my girlfriend. It's natural for me to send you home. Besides, I'm not sure if you go upstairs drunk like this!"

He's tone is very gentle, as if he is really worried about his girlfriend's safety.

And heard his words, Ji Xiaoyun still kept shaking his head: "no, there are people at home, inconvenient."

"What are you afraid of? We're not in the dark. Besides, isn't your roommate on a business trip

"How do you know that?"

Ji Xiaoyun effortlessly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

"What else in the world I don't know?"

He Xiaohui's sly smile made him have a plan for a long time. Originally, he wanted to get Ji Xiaoyun drunk and take him back to his villa. Who knows this woman wants to go home, but now it's not bad, because he has already known that Ji Xiaoyun's roommate is not at home today. It's good to change places and tastes.

"Come on, I'll help you up the stairs!"

Speaking, he Fuhui has already taken Ji Xiaoyun to the door of the building.

However, the ghost girl who had been following him was eager to stop him. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't touch him because she didn't have enough spiritual power.

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