The story between me and the building opposite

A cat and a dog wagged their tails in front of them, the frequency was surprisingly consistent.

Because 506 is next to it, I feel that the temperature is a bit high.

What should I say?What should I call him?You can't call 506 directly, right?What if I give 506 an impolite impression?

"Mr. Yu."

506 suddenly burst out laughing for some reason: "Then should I call you Mr. Yan?"

Although the name is too alienated, but I don't know why, when it comes out of 506's mouth, it seems to be warmed up and then spit out, which makes my heart itch.

"It seems to be very good."

506's smile is so pretty, his eyes sparkle like stars.

No, 506 is shining like a star.

Too many words can't replace what I want to say to describe 506.

Woohoo, how can I like 506 so much.

Although there are also reasons for being greedy for each other's body.

"Mr. Yu, how about we..."

I finally mustered up the courage to ask 506 to have breakfast, but then the preserved egg, not knowing what to do, jumped up imitating Pingci: "Wow~"

Aww you big head ghost!

The courage I had finally mustered up was suddenly interrupted by the preserved egg. I felt like my courage was like a balloon that was punctured, and it deflated in an instant.

Go back and buckle the chicken legs with preserved eggs.

"Mr. Yan, you haven't eaten breakfast yet?" 506's eyes were full of smiles: "Would you like to have breakfast together?"

I can! ! !

The preserved egg moved, and I came back to my senses.

"it is good."