C8 A Freak like You

"What else is in the house? Little girl's house is full of junk. " The landlord was not a soft-hearted person. He knew that he had been looking forward to the moon and the stars. Finally, he had been looking forward to the demolition. Without saying anything, he rushed over to sign the contract. He did not care whether Xia Youyou would be homeless because of this.

Xia Youyou was not angry. She lowered her head and tidied up the script that she had written previously. The scattered documents were carefully cleaned up and put away.

However, Lin Ziyan could not face such a place as Xia Youyou calmly. He only felt that every breath of air he breathed was mixed with bacteria. He hid at the side and his eyebrows were almost twisted into a bow knot. He held back the urge to retch in disgust.

"Landlady auntie, don't you see that your husband has a pickup truck? Just do it, okay. Lend it to me. " Xia Youyou did not care how fierce the landlady auntie was, but she still shamelessly looked for her.

"That's impressive. Seeing that you are so tactful and have paid the rent, I will reluctantly lend it to you." The landlady might be in a good mood when it comes to happy events, but she also happily let her husband drive the car over.

Xia Youyou had finished tidying up the scattered drafts on the floor. She turned around to look at her father, who had been left hanging for a long time. In the end, she saw that he could not help but retch on the side.

"Hey, is there a need to be so exaggerated?" Xia Youyou went over and patted Lin Ziyan's back.

So this guy's mysophobia was so serious? It seemed like she would have a way to deal with this guy in the future.

If I am bullied by this guy in the future, she will catch a big rat and stuff it into his shoes. She will put tomato sauce on his shirt and see how he will be proud of his stinky money.

The more Xia Youyou thought about it, the happier she was. She giggled at the side.

"You live in this kind of place?" Under Xia Youyou's comforting, Lin Ziyan eased up a little. However, looking at Xia Youyou's foolish and cute expression, it really made a bad scene.

What was rare was that he actually did not feel disgusted.

"What's wrong? You, the young master, look down on our poor children?" Although Xia Youyou had seen how extravagant this fellow was, she was still frightened by his appearance and could not help but want to ridicule him.

However, when she thought that she still had to rely on him to support her for a while, she still went back to the house and poured a cup of water for him to rinse his mouth.

Lin Ziyan saw Xia Youyou leave him behind again and that suffocating feeling that made his scalp numb came back.

Damn it, was this woman sent by the heavens to mess with him? Lin Ziyan even suspected that he was affected by this woman's mysterious brain circuit. Otherwise, how could he let her torture him like this?

Xia Youyou quickly brought a cup of water over. Lin Ziyan looked at the pink and tender cup in front of him and then looked at Xia Youyou, his face full of black lines.

"You should drink it. I washed it many times." Xia Youyou looked at Lin Ziyan's disgusted look and could not help rolling her eyes.

Although Lin Ziyan did not doubt the authenticity of her words, he could not let go of the awkwardness in his heart. However, he could not resist Xia Youyou's gaze. He could only use two fingers to carefully pick up the cup and take a small sip.

En... It did not seem to be that hard to accept?

This cup can be considered to have been used by her before, right? Then could this be considered as an indirect kiss?

However, not to mention an indirect kiss, it seemed like a direct kiss had already been done by them.

It seemed like his mysophobia did not exist with this woman at all.

Lin Ziyan, who had finally calmed down, began to size up his surroundings. He had never known that there was such a place in this city before.

It was so messy, crowded, narrow, and mixed with a faint musty smell that could not be dispersed.

Everyone here seemed to be a group of people that Lin Ziyan had never come into contact with. The greasy uncle who was making calls at the top of his voice. The women who were dressed up beautifully but were vulgar and could not be tolerated wore crotch pants. A child with snot on his nose, and an old lady who was pushing a cart to buy groceries.

As a writer, Lin Ziyan's strong curiosity about the unknown prompted him to want to know what kind of freak Xia Youyou, who grew up in this place, was that she was able to make him feel less disgusted.

Lin Ziyan stared at Xia Youyou's busy back and started to criticize her.

"The shirt is an unknown brand of pheasant, but this style seems to be a copy of Chanel's concept for this year. No matter what, it is still acceptable."

"Is the oil stain on this denim dress a joke? Forget it, take back what I just said."

"Look, this luggage doesn't seem to have many decent bags. How has this guy lived for decades? Is he still a girl? "

Lin Ziyan thought as he shook his head. The image of a poor girl at the bottom of the society was formed just like that.

En, it seems like the images of the girls who fought back were not realistic enough. In the future, he had to pay more attention to them.

"Aiya, landlady auntie, where did you put my previous food? That's the work of An Dazhi Jiang! It's extremely difficult to buy. " Xia Youyou's voice came from the room.

It seemed that this fellow also had some unique hobbies. Yes, it was quite suitable to construct a person.

In that case, he would reluctantly let her stay here. In any case, this fellow did not seem to be as conflicted as he had imagined.

"I'm too lazy to move that pile of junk of yours. You might even put it somewhere else." The landlady set up a chair at the door and was fanning it. She stared at Lin Ziyan without blinking.

She had been busy chasing Xia Youyou away just now and had not noticed that there was another man.

He did not look like an ordinary person. He was dressed like a celebrity and seemed to have seen him on TV before.

This seemed to be the man in the morning news. Didn't that Xia Youyou, that lass, become a phoenix in the wind?

"Aiyo, Youyou, you saw your boyfriend come over. Without saying anything, your uncle helped you clean up." Although the landlord said this to Xia Youyou, his face was full of flattery as he gave it to Lin Ziyan.

Lin Ziyan looked at the fierce-looking and oily face, and the disgusting feeling that had just calmed down surged up again.

Seeing that he could not gain any benefits from Lin Ziyan, the landlord turned around and helped Xia Youyou pack her things.

Xia Youyou did not say anything and allowed the landlord to be attentive.

What a snobbish person. Being able to be like her was also a skill.

But with her help, Xia Youyou was indeed much more relaxed.

Even though the landlord was a 90kg fat man, he was still very efficient in doing things. The two of them quickly packed up their luggage.

Next was to move the luggage to the alley entrance. After all, such a narrow place was not something that a pickup truck could drive in.