Qin Yali had just returned home from the beauty salon. Before the sofa was warm, she heard the sound of the door being opened again. She ignored it and thought it was her husband who came back.
I patted my face comfortably to relieve my facial state. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Ouyang Zhengkuan to sit down beside him.
She slowly opened her eyes, full of doubts.
"Positive width? Positive width?" While calling her husband's name, she walked to the stairs at home. She seemed to hear something above, but when she listened carefully, she couldn't hear anything.
Is it a thief at home?
Her brain circuit was also jumping, and she soon thought of the recent rampant theft. Qin Yali hurried to the sofa, picked up the phone on the coffee table and quickly dialed Ouyang Zhengkuan's number.
"Hey, Zhengkuan, there seems to be a thief at home. I'm afraid. Come back with me quickly!"
Qin Yali's voice was not as smooth as usual, especially flustered, even with a tremor. Ouyang Zhengkuan's wife was a slave. It was good. He stopped working and hurried back home to accompany his wife.
He came to see what little thief was so bold that he dared to break into his house.
Qin Yali was not at ease after calling. She went to the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife. But she is a delicate woman who can't beat others. If you are robbed, you will become a hostage.
After thinking about it, she still changed something that took advantage of her.
She came by, a feather duster.
It hurts to hit people, but it doesn't have much lethality. It's enough to scare the little thief. Holding the handle of the feather duster tightly, she hid at the corner of the stairs and was ready to go waiting for the thief to come down.
"Dong Dong Dong."
It's the sound of going downstairs.
As the voice got closer and closer, Qin Yali became more and more nervous. She swallowed hard and her heart beat.
Finally, the footsteps are close, close, there are still a few steps!
Unexpectedly, the other party spoke, or her most familiar voice: "Mom, what are you doing here?"
Qin Yali's surprised hand loosened and the chicken feather duster fell to the ground. She stared at her son standing in front of her, some of whom couldn't believe it.
Seeing her appearance and the feather duster falling from the ground, Ouyang Qing'an soon understood something. His forehead soon slipped a few black lines, and his eyes looked helpless at Qin Yali.
He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Mom, I just came back to get some things. Are you scared like this?"
Although she frightened herself first, Qin Yali didn't want to admit it at all. She stuck her neck and said, "you smelly boy, you don't tell your mother when you go home. How can you blame your mother for making a fuss?"
This is the villain's first complaint!
However, Ouyang Qing'an was too lazy to argue with her. She said whatever she said was what. Anyway, he had got the things and had to hurry back to school.
It took a lot of effort to come back.
When Qin Yali saw that her son didn't speak, she immediately came back and felt that she was reasonable and had won. She looked up and down at Ouyang Qing'an until she saw the box in his hand, and her eyes began to become a little ambiguous.
"Son, to be honest, who are you going to give this to?"