Quick Wear: The second male lead is a top love brain

"I'm going home for the New Year. You better leave me alone. If I find out and you do something malicious, humph."

The voice was followed by an emoji of a bloody knife, which was an obvious warning.

The more distinctive “received” at the end.

This group of men was quite troublesome. Not satisfied with being separated, they insisted on living under the same roof. They even secretly discussed connecting the three floors of the house and built more than twenty houses.

This is how they started living what they called a "shared rental" and "shift" life.

I don’t know how they did it, this is probably due to their “money power”.

I thought there would be chaos every day, but they get along surprisingly well.

Each of these men has his own little scheme in mind, and I guess they have set up countless small groups in private.

The car drove to the downstairs of a residential complex in another city, and Hua's father and mother came down to pick her up.

In recent years, many young people from other places have returned.

Without Ji Qingyu and Hua Qi, I thought the second male lead would never appear in the real world again, but I didn't expect to run into Shui Lingling when I went home.

Entering the elevator, a boy followed closely.

"Auntie Hua, Uncle Hua." The boy greeted them obediently.

Mother Hua and Father Hua greeted warmly, "Xiao Yu just came back from outside?"

"Well, go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of soy sauce."

"After being abroad for so long, are you still familiar with the roads around here?"

The boy nodded obediently, "I walked by it on the way back, I still remember it."

Hua's mother pulled Hua Yan who was standing next to her over and said, "Xiao Yan, do you remember? This is your neighbor Aunt Ji's child, Xiao Yu. You two used to play together when you were little."

Hua Yan wanted to hide in the corner to reduce her presence, but she only looked up at the boy after her mother pulled her forward.

When I met the boy's smiling eyes, my mind was bombarded for a moment.

Ji...Ji Qingyu?

Neighbor?

Know each other as children?

There was a hint of strangeness in his smiling eyes, "It turned out to be Xiaoyu. You have become more beautiful in nine years."

Hua Yan opened his mouth and managed to say, "You've grown taller and more handsome too."

Mother Hua continued, "Xiaoyu went to study abroad with her parents in the first year of junior high school. So you two haven't seen each other for nine years."

The elevator door opened, and Hua's mother still held Ji Qingyu and said, "Xiao Yu, even though we haven't seen each other for nine years, don't let this become a rift between us. Neighbors should still visit each other more often."

As he said this, he pushed Hua Yan who was beside him.

It can be seen that Hua's mother likes Ji Qingyu very much and wishes she could bring him back as her son.

In front of the door, Ji Qingyu stopped and cast an ambiguous gaze at Hua Yan who was distracted. He smiled faintly, "Indeed, we will definitely interact more often in the future. We won't be strangers."

For fear of running into Ji Qingyu, Hua Yan stayed at home for a few days and did not go out.

Finally, Hua's mother couldn't stand it anymore and handed her the day's garbage, "Go out for a walk and throw away the garbage at the door."

At this time, people had just finished dinner and there were many people strolling in the community park, and many women dancing in the square.

I probably won’t meet Ji Qingyu.

Putting on his coat, Hua Yan carried the garbage downstairs.

After throwing away the garbage, Hua Yan took a walk in the park and someone called her.

"Hua Yan."

What a coincidence, it was Ji Qingyu.

Hua Yan wanted to run away when she saw him. Ji Qingyu was stunned for a second, then strode towards her, stretched out his long arms and grabbed her collar from behind.

The boy was so angry that he laughed, "Hua Yan, why are you running? Can I eat you?"

"I'm anxious to get back."

His collar was grabbed from behind, and Hua Yan signaled him to let go.

The boy didn't let go, he sighed, his eyes gentle, "Please go shopping with me."