Chapter 82 Tang Xiaoru: You so fast? Chen Qingrong's expression was very unnatural. He just quickly put the hair dryer on the desk, then walked out with his back hunched. Tang Xiaoru called him, "Hey, I'm asking you a question, why are you ignoring me?" "Good night, Director." boom. After Chen Qingrong hastily said this, he closed the door and rushed to the toilet as if escaping. Just then, Tang Xiaoru opened the door with dissatisfaction, and saw him running to the toilet in a hurry. Then she thought of his strange expression just now, and his hunched back, looking very uncomfortable. She finally realized what was going on. You may not have eaten pork, but you must have seen a pig run, right? Tang Xiaoru is, after all, an adult woman of 28 years old. If Chen Qingrong's behavior is so obviously weird and she still can't associate anything with it, then she should start over.
Her face turned red quickly, and it was unclear whether she was angry or shy. Her body trembled slightly and her fists clenched. After a minute or two, Chen Qingrong walked out of the bathroom with a happy expression. "Director!" He was startled. Didn’t I lock the director in the study? Why did she suddenly appear in the living room and stare at me so fiercely? Tang Xiaoru unclenched her fist and sneered twice, "You're so fast?" Chen Qingrong was stunned, "What?" Tang Xiaoru snorted heavily, "Hmph! Stop pretending! What you did just now, did you have any bad intentions? Are you doing that, that, that, ..." She really couldn't open her mouth to say the following words. Chen Qingrong realized that he had been exposed. His face turned red and he explained awkwardly, "I am a normal man. This is a normal physiological reaction. I can't control it." Sure enough! Tang Xiaoru said angrily, "You couldn't control it, so you just ran to the bathroom to release it?" Chen Qingrong was confused. "What do you mean by release? I didn't release it. I controlled it forcefully!" "So you just said you couldn't control it?" "I can't control it in front of you, but as long as you're not in front of me, I can put aside all distractions and control it." "Haha, do you think I believe it?" "Director..." "Okay, no need to explain." Tang Xiaoru was too lazy to listen to his explanation and said sarcastically, "You should eat something nutritious to replenish your body. It's not good to eat too fast." Chen Qingrong, "???" He was mad, "Director, please listen to my explanation, I just..."
"I don't want to hear it!" She covered her ears with her hands and urged, "Give me a quilt quickly. I want to sleep." "Uh, okay." Chen Qingrong was too lazy to explain. Believe it or not. Anyway, I am innocent. He went to get a new quilt and placed it on the folding bed in the study. That’s right, there is also a very small folding bed in the study. He didn’t buy it. It was already there when he rented the house. It was a gift from the landlord. To be honest, this landlord of his is a pretty nice auntie. Except for sending him a message asking "Are you there?" when asking him for rent, I never see him at all the rest of the time. However, if Chen Qingrong had any trouble, he only needed to tell her and the right people would help him. This is already very good among the elderly population in Shanghai. After all, a large number of old people in this city of Magic City have a sense of superiority and like to discriminate against outsiders. When Chen Qingrong first arrived in Shanghai, he was discriminated against by his former landlord. In fact, he didn't quite understand. If you were from Yanjing, it would be understandable that you discriminated against outsiders. But if you were from Yanjing, you might be the descendant of a prince or a princess. People from Yanjing are the boss. What qualifications do you, an old man like you, have to discriminate against outsiders? What are your origins several generations ago? Ha ha. Of course, most of the natives of Shanghai that Chen Qingrong met were pretty nice, like Tang Xiaoru's family. "Okay, go back to sleep." Tang Xiaoru looked at him with disdain and pulled her shirt down, "Evil man, no wonder I was asked to wear this kind of shirt, just to satisfy your selfish desires, right?" Chen Qingrong, "..." He didn't want to explain, justice is in the hearts of the people. "Good night." "Wait a minute." Tang Xiaoru suddenly called him and pouted, "I can't sleep yet, and my phone is out of battery. Can you lend me your phone to play with?" Chen Qingrong thought for a moment and said, "I'll lend you my tablet. Although it's not an Apple product, it's pretty smooth." Tang Xiaoru's eyes lit up, "Okay, thank you." "Hold on." Chen Qingrong ran back to the bedroom, got his tablet computer and charger and handed them to her. Tang Xiaoru took it and took a look at the protective cover. The corner of her mouth twitched, "What the hell is this big-headed doll with green hair on the protective cover?"
Chen Qingrong said dissatisfiedly, "This is Hatsune Miku! She is also my wife, Director, please respect my wife." "Otakus are really disgusting." Tang Xiaoru commented sharply, "Okay, okay, go back to your room and rest. Good night." "Goodnight wife." "Huh?" Tang Xiaoru glared in dissatisfaction, "What are you yelling about?" Chen Qingrong said seriously, "I am saying goodnight to my wife Hatsune Miku, please don't think too much about it." Then he turned and walked out. Tang Xiaoru closed the door angrily. The more she looked at the protective cover, the uglier it seemed to her. She angrily took off the protective cover and threw it on the desk, muttering dissatisfiedly, "Your wife, your wife, all the anime girls in the world are your wives, right, humph!" …… The next day. Chen Qingrong was woken up by the alarm clock on time. He stretched and walked out of the room. He didn't see Tang Xiaoru in the living room and thought she hadn't woken up yet. He quickly walked to the door of the study and shouted, "Director, it's time to get up, otherwise you will be late." Squeak. Tang Xiaoru came out of the bathroom and said, "I'm already up. By the way, haven't you changed the door handle yet?" Chen Qingrong shook his head. "I don't have time yet. I'll find someone to replace me on the weekend." "Ok." "Director, have you washed up?" "No, there are no toiletries for me here. I won't wash myself. I'll just buy some mouthwash when I go to the traffic police station later." "What are you going to do at the traffic police station?" "Stupid, go pick up the car. Don't you want my car anymore?" Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes at him and urged, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll go out with you later." "Oh, good." When Chen Qingrong came out after washing up, Tang Xiaoru had already changed back into her own clothes. She also asked Chen Qingrong for a bag to put the clothes she wore last night in, as she was going to take them home to wash. Chen Qingrong didn't understand. "It's only worn once, so there's no need to wash it, right? And I have a washing machine at home." Tang Xiaoru glanced at him and said, "I don't want it. I'm going to take it back to wash it. I'll give it back to you after I wash it." "Oh, okay." Chen Qingrong locked the door and muttered to himself, "What a weird problem." Thanks to zhangjien for the monthly ticket, thanks to 20220704 for the monthly ticket, thanks to Yuqi for the monthly ticket~ I still ask for the follow-up reading, please~ (End of this chapter)