I live in a studio apartment! Please don't say how cozy and ambiguous it is to be with a beautiful single woman! I feel nauseous just seeing her.
Arrogant and aggressive, as if the whole world owes her. Such a woman, no matter how beautiful, is useless. She's not even a vase, just a hedgehog that stings when touched.
After I finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, the White Bone Demon was sitting on the sofa giving orders: "Let me use your phone charger!"
I threw the charger at her from the bedroom in a bad mood, then went inside to get dressed. She knocked on the door from outside, saying, "Give me your phone!" in that commanding tone that made me feel disgusted. "Can't you use your own phone?" I retorted at her from behind the door.
"Can you open your eyes and take a good look? Mine is an apple, and yours is a Huawei?" She was both showing off and a bit hysterical.
Is this also my fault?
"Just wait," I threw out a sentence from behind the door.
I'll ignore him. You'll have to wait for me to change before you can use it in a hurry!
I didn't expect this beautiful woman to be so unreasonable and irrational. My door was pushed open with a bang, and I was so scared that I hurriedly wrapped the untied towel around my waist.
Damn it, he saw everything!
"Character, you stinky pervert, what's so interesting?" She helped herself to my phone from my bedside table.
"Hurry up and come out to unlock it for me!" she shouted from outside. There's really no one like this woman.
I came out in my sports shorts and tank top, my strong muscles stretching the clothes.
Her gaze lingered on me for a long time, until I unlocked my phone with my fingerprint and tossed it to her. Then she seemed to come to her senses, but inexplicably snorted, which made me extremely annoyed.
I closed the door and went into the house, opened my computer to write my novel.
Conducting market research is my main job, and writing web novels is my side job. With a boss like this, if I lose my job, so be it.
She was talking on the phone outside, it seems like she was talking to her mom: "Mom, I've already said it, I've broken up with him. A sissy, mama's boy, what's so special about that? What, he called you? Why did he call you? My phone can't get through? My phone is out of battery, even if it's charged, he can't get through, I've already blocked him!
In the future, don't introduce those effeminate men or masculine women to me again! I'm fine being single if I can't get married... Where am I now? I'm at a friend's place, the whole city is under lockdown, so I'm staying at his place for the time being... It's okay, he lives alone too.
It's not Xiaoxue, nor Shengnan... Mom, you're so annoying, can't it just be a man..."
"I went over and closed the door directly, out of sight, out of mind, and out of annoyance. 'Qin Zhijian, come out for a moment!" Not long after, she banged on the door again, with the same tone and attitude that made people angry when they heard it. I opened the door impatiently, and she immediately snapped a few pictures of me, then pushed me back into the room, saying, "It's none of your business."
What is all this about?
At noon, the property management knocked on the door and delivered groceries. When I was paying them, the White Bone Demon came up and said, "Next time, can you bring me some sanitary napkins?"
I like to eat noodles, so I made noodles.
Egg and tomato soup noodles were served, and her disdainful look made people feel disgusted: "I see there's rice, why not make rice and stir-fry vegetables? Steam some crabs, braise some prawns... Don't glare at me, can't I pay for the living expenses?"
"If you want to eat, then eat. If you don't want to eat... forget it." I originally wanted to say "if you don't want to eat, then get lost," but then I thought she couldn't leave anyway, so I let it go and showed some restraint.
I quickly finished the noodles in three or five bites, and she, who had been refusing to eat, finally brought the bowl in front of herself.
"I didn't expect noodles to be so delicious!"
It's a waste that you have such a "sea turtle". At this point, wouldn't it be more emotionally intelligent to say "the food you made is delicious"?
After eating, she casually left the bowl on the table. Forget it, don't get angry, don't argue with him, I'll wash it.
"Where am I supposed to take a nap? And where am I supposed to sleep at night?" She frowned and questioned me with displeasure for not arranging it for her in time.
"There's only one bedroom, but that's my disgusting bed, and I doubt you'd want to lie on it. So, the simple sofa in the living room is all yours!" I said seriously, feeling extremely satisfied inside.
"You want me to sleep on the sofa?" She stared at me with her big eyes, as if letting her sleep on the sofa was a great disrespect and insult to her.
"How about you sleep in my bed?" I emphasized the words "my bed" on purpose.
"No way!" she replied angrily.
"So, the couch is all yours then," I said smugly, spreading my hands.
River city In October, the weather is neither cold nor hot. What's wrong with sleeping on the sofa?
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