While Goudan and Zeng Xiaoqian were singing and climbing up to the fifth floor and climbing towards the sixth floor stairs, the bald landlord owner quietly opened his door. Looking at Goudan and Zeng Xiaoqian's backs, a hint of obscene smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face...

At dawn, Goudan got up from the bed. The hangover last night made his temples a little painful. He rubbed his head and picked up the phone that Zeng Xiaoqian placed next to the bedside table to look at the time.

"Damn, it's only six o'clock in the sky like this? I thought it was ten o'clock?" Goudan lay back on the bed, thinking about lying on the bed for a while, but sweat came out like water after lying for a while, and even the pillowcase was wet after a while.

Goudan turned over and got out of bed helplessly, carried the fan next to the wardrobe, and placed it at the head of the bed to blow at him and Zeng Xiaoqian.

"Damn, the owner of this house is so fucking stingy. It's such a hot day, even the air conditioner is not installed!"

"Ah snee!" Zeng Xiaoqian opened her mouth and sneeze. She rubbed her itchy nose. "Dogdan, don't be so strong, don't blow on someone's head, as it will cause a cold..."

"It's too hot..." Goudan turned off the fan a little. "I'll go find the landlord later and ask him to install an air conditioner for us!"

"Forget it!" Zeng Xiaoqian shook his head. "He has been willing to pretend to be good, so how can he wait for it now?"

"What should I do?"

"If you want to survive in Guangdong, you must first learn to be heat-resistant!" Zeng Xiaoqian turned over from the bed, picked up the clothes thrown on the floor, and put them on her body one by one.

"Don't hurry to wear clothes. It's still early, so let's sleep for a while..." Goudan hugged Zeng Xiaoqian's slender waist.

"We can't sleep anymore..." Zeng Xiaoqian hurriedly pushed the dogdan. "We can't waste much time. We must prepare everything we should prepare today, so that we can meet the worker with a brand new image tomorrow!"

"Oh!" Goudan let go of Zeng Xiaoqian. He also knew that it was a tense time. Guangzhou was different from his hometown. No matter how hard it was, it was fine. It was outside the country. Both of them had no relatives. Although Zeng Xiaoqian had worked here for several years and could speak a not-so-pure Cantonese dialect, all of the formerly familiar colleagues and colleagues were gone and scattered. Now it is not easy to contact a suitable friend. Everything has to start over!

"Goudan, I'll answer the phone!" Zeng Xiaoqian, who had just put on her clothes, ran to the living room with her cell phone to answer the phone.

When Goudan was simply rinsed in the bathroom and put on his clothes, Zeng Xiaoqian happily walked up to hug Goudan and kissed him heavily on his face, "I have found the person who shared the house..."

"So it's really so useful?" Goudan was also a little happy. As long as he found a partner to share his family, he could reduce his burden.

"Well, she promised me that I'll see the house this afternoon!" Zeng Xiaoqian sat in front of the dressing table, simply combed her hair with a wooden comb, and then used an rubber ring to circle it. "We first go to the large steak downstairs to eat something, then buy some stoves, bowls, chopsticks, rice seasonings, and cook them at home to eat, which can save a lot of money..."

"When I make money in the future, we go to restaurants every day, and eat whatever we want!" Goudan promised Zeng Xiaoqian confidently.

"Let's talk when you make money... Now let's take care of our stomachs first!" Zeng Xiaoqian kept walking out after saying that.

Walking in the hot streets and alleys of Guangzhou City, Goudan was carrying the role of transporting. Zeng Xiaoqian pointed at it and rushed there.

Goudan was dragging a suitcase on the balcony with one hand, which contained the spoils he and Zeng Xiaoqian swept along the way, including rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, chicken essence, MSG and other seasonings. It seems that not only Goudan is a foodie, but even Zeng Xiaoqian is also.

Goudan held a bottle of mineral water in one hand and poured it into his mouth. He was in such a hot environment, which made Goudan's body and muscles not yet regulated.

Zeng Xiaoqian was wearing a sun hat and tea-brown sunglasses, and sunscreen was applied on her face, shoulders, and arms. In addition to mineral water, she also held a paper fan in her other hand. Sometimes she fanned herself, and there was nothing else. She looked free and easy, very lively and comfortable.

"Xiaoqian, it's time for us to go back..." Goudan looked at the sun, and if this continues, he will almost be adults.

"No, I still want to go shopping..." Zeng Xiaoqian ran to a jewelry store with willful will, and had a special liking for those quirky things, and lingered in the store.

Goudan felt quite bored by these things. He didn't want to come over and retreated to the glass door, pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter, and began to suck the clouds and smog comfortably.

Just as Goudan vomited a mouthful of smoke, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a slim figure reflected on the glass door...

"Damn it, you can't be so destined, right?" Goudan's eyes widened. He threw down the cigarette butt, and Goudan was about to run out to see what was going on.

What is depressing is that after just a few steps, Goudan rushed over and grabbed him. He said a lot to him. Goudan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't understand a single sentence.

There is a saying that a hero is desperate to death by a penny, but what Goudan experienced was a language problem. He really couldn't tell what this person was holding him up, and what did he yell at him?

"Goudan, what happened?" Zeng Xiaoqian, who was selecting things in the store, also ran out.

"I don't know what this guy is holding me up..." Seeing that Zeng Xiaoqian could help, Goudan shook the man holding his arm away, "Hurry up and ask me what's going on!"

"Well, please ask..." Zeng Xiaoqian turned around and started to communicate with the man. After a while, Zeng Xiaoqian turned around and said to Goudan, "He said you litter everywhere and you will be fined!"

"I'm a god, didn't he just throw a cigarette butt? Is this a fine?" Goudan couldn't figure out what kind of problem was there in his hometown!

"This is a civilized city, everyone must abide by the law!" Zeng Xiaoqian was also helpless and stretched out a slap in front of Goudan, "Give the money!"

Goudan cursed and took out the money and handed it to Zeng Xiaoqian in an extremely unhappy mood. Zeng Xiaoqian apologized to the city law enforcement officer repeatedly, saying things Goudan couldn't understand, "Sorry, sorry..."

"I'm sorry, right?" Goudan couldn't listen to anything. This time he heard it clearly and asked Zeng Xiaoqian with a gaze, "Ah, it seems that he should learn Cantonese from Zeng Xiaoqian in the future."

"You are smart, I'm right!" Zeng Xiaoqian was a little disappointed. After this trouble, her interest in shopping was greatly reduced. She also saw people around her looking at Goudan with a look of local buns, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Let's go, let's go back..." Since she lost her interest, Zeng Xiaoqian felt that she was meaningless to stay. She called Goudan to get on a bus.

Sitting on the bus, Goudan was bored and patrolling the scenery outside the window...

Suddenly, Goudan's eyes were sucked by a woman with long hair shawls standing in front of a cold drink shop. The figure was so familiar and beautiful. He hurriedly stretched out his head to see it. Unexpectedly, the bus turned around at the intersection and the figure could not be seen.

"Oh..." Goudan sighed secretly. Somehow, there was a trace of his mind.

When he got home, Goudan didn't want to do anything, and watched it all in a TV, leaving Zeng Xiaoqian to keep busy in the kitchen.

"Goudan, goudan..." Zeng Xiaoqian suddenly screamed in the kitchen, "Come here quickly..."

"What's wrong again?" Goudan was a little impatient, but had to run over. As soon as he entered, he saw Zeng Xiaoqian wearing a sleeveless vest on her upper body, with a large area of ​​fair skin exposed in front and back. She was surrounded by a small floral apron on her slender waist, and a pair of slender jeans under her light blue denim shorts. She stood straight and straight. Under her feet were a pair of newly bought white split sandals. Her beautiful little feet were moving around inside, looking very cute.

"Help me take out my phone! My hands are dirty..." Zeng Xiaoqian held up a pair of dusty hands and swayed at Goudan.

"Oh, oh..." Goudan heard the sound of a cell phone, hurriedly reached into Zeng Xiaoqian's trouser bag and helped her get the phone inserted in her jean bag. Because Zeng Xiaoqian's jean bag was very tight, she was almost a head shorter than Goudan, so Goudan had to lower her head and use her hands to take out the phone that was tightly stuffed in her trouser bag.

"Hurry!" Zeng Xiaoqian urged, afraid of missing an important news...

Goudan couldn't reach his hands, so she could only use two pointed fingers to dig in. The other three fingers were accidentally pressed on the position in front of Zeng Xiaoqian. The place where her original private parts was suddenly pressed by a big hand. She felt uncomfortable all over and began to itch in many parts of her body.

"The phone stopped..." As soon as Goudan pulled out his phone, he saw Zeng Xiaoqian's faces flushed, two rows of silver teeth lightly biting, and two high-profile flesh balls on his chest were protruding a little in the middle, which was where Beilei was.

Goudan looked at the posture he was living with Zeng Xiaoqian, and his heart was burning with excitement. He didn't care whether anyone saw it across the window, so he rubbed his thing from behind through jeans behind Zeng Xiaoqian...

"No, Goudan..." Zeng Xiaoqian resisted weakly, but her body betrayed her will and became wet under Goudan's friction...
Chapter completed!