Chapter 11

"Excuse me, are you Miss Xia Xiaoyun?"

Early in the morning, Fang Yuan came to this luxury villa area to send pieces. Unexpectedly, the first customer was a woman dressed quite beautifully.

"Yes, I am Xia Xiaoyun."

The young woman smiled sweetly and looked up and down at the square: "are you?"

"Oh, I'm the courier of Shentong express company. This is your express."

Fang Yuan said, turned and picked up a package from the ground.

"Oh, thank you. I was just taking a bath."

The young woman took the pen from Fang Yuan and signed her name on the package.

After tearing off the signature sheet, Fang Yuan turned and wanted to go, but the young woman reached out and grabbed his wrist, gently pulled it in her arms, giggled and said, "handsome boy, don't be busy going first. The faucet in my kitchen is broken and was being repaired just now - but I'm not sure. I want to ask you for help."

"It's my pleasure to be at your service, Miss Song."

Fangyuan wants to provide the best service to customers, so it's normal to help repair the faucet.

Taking the opportunity of the dress bill, Fang Yuan quietly retracted his held hand and followed the young woman into the living room.

This is a house with three bedrooms and one living room. The living room area is not too large, but the interior decoration style is very tasteful and exquisite. At a glance, you can guess that the young woman is a person who knows life very well.

Even in a mess, the TV cabinet door was open, the sofa was moved, and there were some women's magazines, snacks and other things on the ground, which looked like being patronized by thieves.

Seeing Fang Yuan's eyes sweeping on those things, the young woman smiled apologetically: "well, I'm cleaning and want to rearrange my home. Ha ha, you're laughing at the mess. "

"It's all right. Where's the faucet broken?"

Fang Yuan took off the bag on the messenger and hung it on the clothes hanger at any time. He asked, "do you have any tools such as wrenches?"

"The faucet in the bathroom is broken. I'll find you a tool."

The young woman took Fang Yuan to the bathroom door, turned to the master bedroom balcony and looked for tools.

It's raining. The plastic faucet may be broken everywhere.

Fang Yuan put his hand on his head and went over to pick up a dental bowl next to the mirror and buckle it on the faucet.

The rain stopped all at once.

"Miss Song, do you have a spare faucet at home? We have to change it. "

Fang Yuan shouted out of the door.

"I'm looking for it. Wait a minute."

The young woman's voice came from the master bedroom.

Fang Yuan gave a sound, shook his hand and looked up at it at will. He found that there was a drying strip hanging on the wall in the bathroom, with some socks worn by girls, inside and hood, black, flesh color, and embroidered cartoon characters.

As long as he is a normal man, when he sees these things, he will basically move in his heart and immediately think of some beautiful pictures - the same is true for Fang Yuan. He even has an inexplicable impulse to steal some black silk.

Wipe it, don't look at it. Man, it's not that kind of control.

"Yes, yes. Fortunately, there is a faucet at home."

He took over the area of the faucet. After he replaced it with a new faucet, it was more than ten minutes later.

"It's done!"

Fang Yuan raised his hand and wiped his face. He snapped his fingers. He looked very happy. He took a towel from the drying strip, dried the water, wiped his body, pulled off his vest and put it on his body, and then lovingly wiped his hair in front of the mirror. Fang Yuan opened the door and walked out of the washroom: "Miss Song, the faucet has been repaired."

The ground outside was still in a mess. The door of the master bedroom was half closed, but no one answered.

"Miss Song, Miss Song?"

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled. He called again and again, but he still didn't see the young woman appear.

"Can't you be out?"

Fang Yuan wanted to go to the bedroom to have a look, but he was afraid of being misunderstood. When he was hesitating, the sound of the key opening the door came from the door, and then the door was pushed open.

"Miss Song, you go out..."

Fang Yuan looked at the door and was stunned as soon as he said this.

The person who opened the door was not the young woman Xia Xiaoyun, but a girl in gray sportswear.

The square was stunned because he seemed to know the girl: he was mistaken for a suspect and brought him back to the Chu police officer who was in the sub district.

"Eh, why are you?"

While Fang Yuan subconsciously asked this sentence, officer Chu was also asking him, "ah, why are you here?"

Fang Yuan didn't say anything more. Officer Chu saw the mess in the living room. His face suddenly changed and shouted, "good boy, I've stolen something from my house!"

Officer Chu drank fiercely and rushed over.

Seeing the mess at home, officer Chu had long forgotten how powerful Fang Yuan was. He just wanted to catch him in anger: dare to steal the police, your boy is really impatient!

"Hey, don't get me wrong. Listen to me!"

Fang Yuan quickly dodged and loudly defended: "when I came to deliver the express, I was called by the owner to repair the water..."

"The devil believes you!"