Chapter 550

When Enron nodded, the doorbell rang.

Mu qiange wondered, "who will it be at this time?"

Enron also shook his head in doubt.

"You eat first, I'll have a look." Muqian pigeon got up and walked to the door.

She lay on the door and looked out through the mirror.

When she saw Jane Zheng standing at the door, she was all flustered. She staggered and whirled in place.

Then she turned to Enron and whispered, "your brother!"

Enron was stunned: "how did my brother come?"

Mu qiange said, "I didn't say you were here."

She thought she was good enough and didn't say anything wrong. Why did Jane Zheng come?

Mu thousand pigeons looked out at the door with light hands and feet. They were dazzled. It was really a simple administration.

It came too fast. It took only half an hour to hang up.

It seems that he came immediately after they hung up.

Jane Zheng kept knocking on the door. There was an attitude that if you don't open it, I won't stop.

Enron also walked over lightly: "what should I do?"

Mu thousand pigeons silently shook their heads and thought, "we won't open. He'll leave in a while."

Enron nodded in agreement.

"Why does my brother come to you so late? Does he often come to you?" Enron asked curiously.

Mu thousand pigeons want to cry without tears: "not often."

Why did she think Jane Zheng was suspicious and came so soon.

"What if my brother keeps knocking like this?" Enron asked.

Muqian pigeon couldn't think of any good way and said, "I'll be fine if I don't open the door."

They were discussing, and the simplified administration outside the door said, "Mu qiange, open the door, I know you are at home."

Mu thousand pigeons want to cry again without tears: "you can't hear us."

Jian Zheng outside the door said, "I know you haven't announced these days. You must be at home. It's bad to quarrel with your neighbors."

Mu thousand pigeons look at Enron.

Enron also looked at her and looked at her for a long time: "otherwise, you'd better open the door."

Her brother, she knows too well and is sure of one thing. He said that if he knows that Mu thousand pigeons are at home, there must be evidence.

Mu qiange nodded, "then you?"

Enron had an idea: "I'll hide in the house."

Mu qiange nodded and agreed. After Enron entered the bedroom, mu qiange opened the door.

Jane Zheng stood outside the door and looked at her inquisitively: "why don't you open the door at home."

"I'm eating, but I didn't hear it." Mu qiange said casually.

"If you remember correctly, your family is only a small apartment of dozens of square meters. The restaurant is no more than three meters away from the door. Can't you hear it?"

The tone of Jane's final voice rose, and the tone was full of ridicule, which made it clear that she saw through her lies.

Mu qiange secretly regretted that he was really not good at lying. Obviously, his acting skills were good. Why wasn't he good at lying.

"You mind me. Can't I listen to music while I'm eating?"

With that, Muqian pigeon stood at the door with his waist pinched. He didn't mean to let him in: "what are you looking for me at night?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing?" Jian Zheng asked naturally.

This sentence is like a violent blow, which hit into the heart of Mu qiange. Of course!

She wants to simplify politics and come to him every day.

It's just not very convenient now.

"It's very late. I'm going to bed after dinner." Mu qiange still doesn't intend to let him in.

With Jane's proud temper, she blocked him at the door so rudely. He must turn away angrily and won't pay attention to her for half a month.

For the sake of Jane Enron, she blocked the risk of not seeing Jane for half a month.

However, this time, the simplification of administration was very abnormal. Instead of leaving angrily, he looked inside and said, "are you eating? I haven't eaten dinner yet. I'm hungry."

With that, Jane Zheng reached out and pushed the Muqian pigeon aside. He entered the door and went directly into the restaurant.

Jane Zheng looked at the two bowls and chopsticks on the table and quietly hooked her lower lip. The woman lied and didn't clean up the crime scene first.

He didn't expose it directly, but a sideline tone: "Yo, this dish doesn't look like takeout. Have you learned to cook?"

Mu thousand pigeons closed the door and heard his words. They were two big. Then they remembered that there were two bowls and chopsticks on the table.

She closed her eyes, took a breath, turned back to the table, sat down and continued to eat: "there are bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. Take them yourself."

Jane Zheng didn't get it. He didn't really come to dinner. He sat opposite her and stared at mu qiange, as if his eyes had perspective.

Mu qiange was uncomfortable when he stared at her. She secretly glanced at Enron and ate half of the bowl. With the insight of simplifying politics, he must have found it, and he came to find Enron.

Mu qiange felt that it was too bad to be dominated. He could not bear to put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked like death at home: "say, what are you doing here?"

"Shall I search it myself?" Jian Zheng asked without reply.

Mu Qian dove glanced at him deeply, paused for a few seconds, and said in a loud voice, "come out, he knows."

In the living room, Jian Zheng and mu qiange looked at each other, and there was a silent tension in the atmosphere.

The door of the bedroom opened and came out safely. She sat next to Mu qiange, looked at them and asked, "brother, how do you know I'm here?"

"Yes, I didn't say anything." Mu qiange was a little unconvinced. He didn't say a few words. Where did he reveal his flaws.

Jian Zheng sneered: "I usually answer my phone. I can't wait to talk all night. I'm anxious to hang up without saying a few words today. Isn't it abnormal?"

Mu qiange nodded and hated that he was usually so spineless.

"So you know?" Mu qiange seemed to be Jane Enron's spokesman.

"I don't know, so I asked myself, what's the matter with you harboring her." Jian Zheng asked sharply.

Mu qiange touched his nose and lost his confidence: "don't say that hiding is so ugly..."

"I guess Lu Lichuan didn't find you." Jian Zheng asked firmly.

If Lu Lichuan had found her, she would have been exposed by Lu Lichuan at the level of lying.

"No." Muqian pigeon turned his eyes unconvinced.

It's like everyone knows her well.

She is only like a piece of white paper in front of simplified administration. In front of others, she is a fox who has practiced for thousands of years!

Fine!

"What's the matter? What are you doing hiding from Lu Lichuan? He called me to find you. It sounded urgent," Jian Zheng said.

Enron snorted with disdain: "what's his hurry? Let me have an abortion."

Jane Zheng didn't react at once. He didn't react until a few seconds later. He was stunned. His eyes stared involuntarily: "what did you say?!"

He looked at Enron up and down, and finally fixed his eyes on Enron's stomach.

He should have heard correctly and understood correctly.

But what does abortion mean?

Jane Zheng's face suddenly sank.