Chapter 1616

Song Lingling cried and laughed: "how could it be you?"

Sharing with him, isn't her box very insecure?

Suddenly, I thought of putting the casket and the casket in the hotel!

Gu Jiajia booked her a hotel for two nights. She doesn't stay tonight. She thinks it's a waste of Gu Jiajia's money.

Song Lingling mumbled as she went back to the kitchen: "forget it, I'll check out with the landlord."

"Didn't you sign the contract when you rented the house?"

Yijun followed and saw that she had put the noodles back in the refrigerator. He said, "cook, I haven't eaten yet."

Thinking of the contract, song Lingling was a little discouraged.

She stood in front of the refrigerator with her eyes in a trance. If she checked out, she would have to pay liquidated damages.

Where does she need so much money?

Song Lingling closed the refrigerator door feebly and sighed deeply.

Yijun looked at her side face. Her side face was full of sadness. He asked, "the reason why you check out is that it's not suitable to rent with boys?"

Song Lingling turned her head and looked at Yijun complicatedly: "I'm afraid you'll steal my box."

Yijun raised his eyebrow: "a man's husband will never do anything sneaky."

His expression was sincere.

"Have you signed the rental contract?" Song Lingling asked.

"If you sign, you will have to pay ten times as much for breach of contract."

"How long have you lived here?"

"What I signed is to live together for three years. Let's take the college entrance examination."

Song Lingling said bitterly, "why did you sign for so long?"

"Cook noodles. I'm hungry." Yijun's tone seems to be a familiar friend who has been with song Lingling for several years.

"No cooking. I'm going back to the hotel to get something."

"Which hotel?" You know that.

"Happy hotel."

"It's a little far."

"I put my things there..."

Speaking of this, song Lingling suddenly remembered that the house was full of Gu Jiajia's posters and videos.

She changed her sorrow and looked at Yijun with twinkling eyes: "is sister Jiajia your idol?"

Yijun looked at her: "sister Jiajia?"

"I see her posters everywhere, and there are a lot of her discs. Do you like her very much?"

Yijun nodded, "well, I like it very much!"

"Have you seen her in person?" Talking about idols, song Lingling forgot her box and her hunger.

"Why do you ask?" Yijun turned and came to the living room.

Song Lingling followed him excitedly and said, "I saw her last night. She's even better looking than on TV! She's very nice. She opened the happiness hotel for me, and she left me her phone number! Jing Yijun, if you see her, you'll like her better! Mom, she's really beautiful! She's so enthusiastic! There's no star shelf at all, and she's well maintained, and her skin is softer than me!"

Yijun came to the water dispenser to pick up the water. After listening to song Lingling's words, he turned back and looked at her with a smile: "which room do you live in?"

"Ah?" This topic... Goes a little far.

"Which room do you live in?"

"That one." Song Lingling pointed to the room where she lived.

"Is there much luggage?"

"Not much."

"Do not cook noodles?"

"No, I'll go to the hotel to get something."

"I'll go with you."

"No!" Song Lingling suddenly became on alert. He must have the idea of a box.

"It's said that a group of terrorists have entered K city. They like to commit crimes at night or cut people with knives in the streets and buses. Aren't you afraid?"

Song Lingling's hair stood on end when she heard this.

So terrible?

"If you really meet terrorists, it won't help if you go with me."

"I learned."

Song Lingling squinted at him, "what have you learned?"

Yi Jun glanced at her like an idiot: "stupid."

"Forget it, I'll get it tomorrow."

"Class tomorrow morning. If you can't check out before 12 o'clock, the hotel will force you to check out. The cleaning aunt will help you deal with the things you left in the guest room."

“……”

Yijun has gone to change his shoes: "let's go. I'm just going over there."

Song Lingling always felt that Yijun was talking around and confused her mind.

She really followed, "what are you doing over there?"

"Eat."

"..." do you need to run so far for dinner?

Song Lingling put on her shoes and went out with Yijun.

While waiting for the elevator, song Lingling didn't forget to remind: "Jing Yijun, don't think about the box. I might really die without it."

Yijun tilted his head and looked at Song Lingling with deep eyes: "don't worry about living here. I don't think about it."

He just wanted to find out why song Lingling would die without a box?

Hearing him say this, song Lingling breathed a sigh of relief.

Into the elevator, only the two of them.

Song Lingling asked, "if you don't have classes every Saturday and Sunday, you go to work?"

"Yes."

"Where do you work? How much is your salary? Can you help me find a job?" Song Lingling smiled at Yijun, her eyes as touching as autumn water.

Yijun raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "do you want to work? Can you keep up with your study?"

"How do you usually study? Can you teach me?"

"Everyone has different learning methods. Even if the methods are the same, the digestion ability is also different."

Song Lingling said, "if I don't find a job, I can't even pay the rent."

"If you can't afford it, do you still rent a house?"

"Originally, I applied to the school for a dormitory, but I had rhinitis. There was a female classmate in the dormitory who didn't pay attention to hygiene. The smelly socks were pushed in a pile for more than ten days, and the whole room was smelly. I would always feel uncomfortable smelling my nose. I applied to the school for another dormitory, but the school said there was no vacant bed."

"Let me help you pay attention and find a job that is easy to make money without delaying your study." Also Jun looked at her.

Song Lingling smiled happily and her smiling eyes were as bright as stars: "then I'll thank you first. By the way, are you easy at work? How much do you earn a month?"

"... hard to say." Of course, his work is not easy. It's hard to say how much he earns a month. Sometimes hundreds of thousands, sometimes a million. Alas, the company just established is a little difficult in the early stage.

Out of the community, song Lingling walked directly to the bus stop.

Yijun stopped her: "take a taxi."

"How expensive it is to take a taxi. It's only three yuan by bus. The two people add up to six yuan. Do you have to take a taxi at least eighty?"

"..." is he the kind of person who has to spend 80 carefully?

If he hadn't turned 18, would the limited edition Rolls Royce at home be so fresh and dazed in the garage?

"It's hard to take the bus at this time. There are many people on weekends."

"Squeeze..."

"When you meet a terrorist, you die with a knife and squeeze." While talking, Yijun has stopped a taxi.

Yijun opened the door and looked at Song Lingling a few meters away: "I'll pay the fare. Do you take it or not?"

"Sit down!" Song Lingling grinds her teeth.

After getting on the bus, song Lingling began to preach to Yijun like an old mother: "your money is hard won. Save it if you can..."