Sky-high price for renting together: Don't want to escape the beautiful wife

Gong Yize held his head and moved to the side, a few steps away from his own grandfather, so as to save himself from being beaten again.

Qi Wanran went outside with her mobile phone, she was really embarrassed to shirk the old man's request.

She glanced at the time, she was not sure if Ji Ran was resting now, so she could only send her a message first.

The message came back in seconds, and Ji Ran made a video call to her.

It’s still early morning in Paris. It rained last night. The air at this time is very fresh, and the flowers on the balcony are beautiful. However, Ji Ran doesn’t have the heart to appreciate this beauty. She didn’t sleep all night. It seems to have returned to the time when I was packed by my family to study abroad. I was in a different place, I didn’t know anyone around, and I didn’t dare to sleep at night.

But when Gong Yize lived next door to her a few days ago, she slept comfortably.

This realization made her a little irritable, she didn't fall asleep all night, and drank all night.

"You're drinking again!" Qi Wanran frowned and saw all kinds of wine bottles thrown on the carpet, including red wine and beer bottles.

Ji Ran raised her hand and raised her forehead, forgetting the wine bottle thrown on the carpet, she was stunned.

"I didn't drink much." Ji Ran replied with a smile, the camera avoided those wine bottles: "Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"

Qi Wanran gave her a reproachful look: "No more drinking today."

"Okay, okay, I remember it all." Ji Ran responded with a smile, and the original thorns were also put away at this time, revealing the softness and tenderness of the abdomen.

Qi Wanran tilted his head, saw the old man Gong and Gong Yize who were peeking at the door of the ward, sighed helplessly, and shook the phone at old man Gong, just about to turn the phone over, old man Gong quickly slipped in.

Qi Wanran smiled silently.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ran asked suspiciously.

"There was a very cute grandfather just now." Qi Wanran replied with a smile, "Guess who it is?"

Ji Ran sat down from the sofa, grabbed a pillow and replied casually: "It can't be Gong Yize's grandfather."

She didn't know why she said Mr. Gong, maybe because Gong Yi Ze would get involved with her from time to time when he called his family in the past two weeks, and sometimes he would suddenly tell her about the family situation, such as the composition of the staff. some type of.

The one Gong Yize mentioned the most was his grandfather who was a military doctor before. He always described him as cute, so much so that when Qi Wanran said cute grandfather, the first thing she thought of was Mr. Gong.

Qi Wanran's eyes widened, and she gave her a thumbs up: "Sister, I think you can buy a lottery ticket."

"What kind of lottery ticket? It's not like you don't know that the one I bought has never won." Ji Ran nestled there lazily, with her feet resting on the small partition under the simple coffee table.

After finishing speaking, Qi Wanran still gave a thumbs up: "Is he really Gong Yize's grandfather?"

Qi Wanran nodded, and turned the camera over, just in time to capture the old man Gong who just sneaked out to see his grandson-in-law: "Here, lovely grandpa."

Ji Ran blinked, she didn't know why she suddenly became nervous, she stood up from the ground, and politely said hello to Mr. Gong: "Grandpa Gong is good."

"Hey, daughter-in-law grandson." Mr. Gong walked over with a smile, and he was able to see his daughter-in-law fair and square.

Ji Ran's body froze for a moment.

Mr. Gong was dragged in by Gong Yize.

Ji Ran's mind is full of Mr. Gong's face, why does she feel so familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere.

Qi Wanran turned the phone camera over: "They asked me to ask when you will be back."

Ji Ran smiled helplessly, sat on the sofa, resumed her previous laziness, and didn't know what happened to her just now, it was like being wound up, not at all like her usual self.

"I'll make a pot of pigeon soup when I get back."

Ji Ran's words were a bit inexplicable, and Qi Wanran couldn't figure it out for a while, until Ji Ran added another sentence: "Pigeon soup, it must be delicious."

Only then did Qi Wanran realize that what kind of pigeon soup was clearly meant to be cooked for her.

Qi Wanran smiled at her flatteringly: "Oh, it's not like you don't know that I have never had any resistance to cute people."

"I have no resistance to delicious pigeon soup." Ji Ran grabbed a wine bottle and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"Ji Ran, put it down for me." Qi Wanran called out her name in a loud voice, which startled Ji Ran, and she almost threw the wine bottle out.

Ji Ran had no choice but to throw the bottle back on the table.

"You still don't know my drinking capacity?" Ji Ran asked back.

"That's not okay, I don't worry about you being outside by yourself." Qi Wanran frowned and replied seriously.

"Don't frown, like a little old man." Ji Ran looked indifferent, she didn't believe that someone could enter the house to rob, if there was, that would be good, just let her vent her grievances about not sleeping all night.

"Then take care of yourself."

"Okay, I know." Ji Ran obediently agreed, but he didn't care.

"Don't take it seriously." Qi Wanran understood Ji Ran, the more obediently she complied, the less obedient she was.

"Okay, okay." Ji Ran smiled helplessly, put the mineral water that he planned to drink directly into the small hot water cup he brought, and plugged it in.

"When are you coming back?" Qi Wanran asked softly, not forgetting his mission.

She feels that she can be a matchmaker now, and the people around her are planning to produce and sell themselves. If Brother Yin and Bai Bai have a little more ambiguity, everyone around her will really have a home.

"I'm not sure, I slept in the hotel all day yesterday, and I haven't done my business yet." Ji Ran thought about it carefully: "I will definitely go back before the New Year's Eve."

"There is still more than a month until the New Year's Eve."

"Well, I'll go back as soon as possible. Yesterday, the editorial agency contacted me to ask for some photos. There are a lot of photos and places, so I may have to be busy for a while."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety."

Most of Ji Ran's shooting tasks during this period were concentrated near Jingcheng, sometimes up to three or five days, so that she almost forgot Ji Ran's other profession.

"Be careful when you're abroad." Qi Wanran warned: "Before the New Year's Eve, you must come back."

Ji Ran smiled: "Okay, I remember."

"By the way, try not to drink alcohol, try not to go to bars, lock the door at night, and be careful." Qi Wanran told Ji Ran everything he could think of.

Ji Ran responded one by one, and when he was about to dial the phone, Gong Yize rushed out of the ward: "Also, you must remember to miss me."

Qi Wanran raised her eyebrows, and stuffed the phone into Gong Yize's hand: "You chat." After she finished speaking, she stood up and left quickly.

Jing Tingyao was standing at the door waiting for her, she walked up to Jing Tingyao, and gave Gong Yi Zebi a gesture of cheering and working hard.