The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 17

It was already two days after Lin Fengzhai received the express delivery. During this period, he called several times but was hung up on. In the end, he had no choice but to leave it at the doorman.

There were cardboard boxes in all directions. Lin Fengzhai was just wondering when he saw the sender and address, No. 33 Wutong Street. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt irritated for no reason.

After returning, he took the key and opened the door. The sofa in the living room was in a mess, with randomly thrown clothes and pants hanging on it.

Lin Fengzhai threw the carton on the table and turned around and entered the kitchen.

The dishes and chopsticks were just thrown away in the sink. Bai Luoyu ordered takeout last night. There was still a faint smell of oil in the air. The vegetables in the refrigerator had begun to soften. The tomatoes were leaking juice and had an unpleasant sour smell.

He suddenly remembered the small attic.

The total area is only thirty or forty square meters, which is not as big as one of his bedrooms. But he has good habits during the New Year celebrations. The small place is kept very clean. He washes the dishes after eating, and there is never any dirt on the sofa. Clothes, there are always rice dumplings in the refrigerator.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengzhuo frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, slammed the refrigerator and called housekeeping.

Maybe he heard some noise. In the bedroom upstairs, Bai Luoyu got up sleepily. His nightgown covered most of the ambiguous traces. He looked at the people on the sofa and yawned:

"Feng Zhai, I want to eat bird's nest porridge. I'm starving to death. It's all because you tortured me so much last night..."

Bai Luoyu said as he went downstairs, walked over and hooked Lin Fengzhai's neck, pulling him to the sofa.

"Don't you ask me what I did in the morning?" Lin Fengzhai's tone could not be said to be bad, but it also made Bai Luoyu's heart sink, and he immediately asked:

"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

At eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Fengzhai was woken up by a call from his father. He was called to the company and scolded. The project in Beicheng was improperly inspected in the early stage and 20 million was invested. Now the project is stalled and every day it is delayed is a loss.

This project was recommended to him by Bai Luoyu, and other risk factors were not taken into consideration when bidding.

"Forget it, it's okay." Lin Fengzhai reached out to unbutton his shirt, but couldn't do it. He pushed the person who was close to him away and clicked his tongue impatiently:

"Aren't you too hot?"

The smile on Bai Luoyu's face slowly dissipated, and he gave him a cold look:

"What's the meaning?"

"You are in a bad mood, what are you trying to do for me? Understand, I am not your little love child!"

The two had a quarrel and broke up.

The scrape on his knee during the Lunar New Year healed quickly, and it didn't affect his ability to wear pants. He put on jeans and a white T-shirt, which fit him surprisingly well, and the waistband was just the right size.

The cake shop had not been open for two days. He was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the customers. Thinking of Twilight Manor, he felt that it was not open.

After He Nian tidied up the room, he accidentally opened the door and bumped into someone. He stepped back in shock and almost stepped on his right foot with his left foot, causing him to fall on his butt. Chu Xijin stopped him and stabilized him, and chuckled: