Li Sanyi came with Alla who was retching.
Zhang Boer, diagonally opposite, held the basin with grievance, and there were soap bubbles in her palm.
“Boss, I really wash it every day.”
Li Sanyi looked at Zhang Boer with a little guilty conscience, but when he thought of the smell of smoked eyes, he retching for some physical discomfort.
“Brother, it’s either I dislike you, I’m really not, I’m just a little physically responsive to that smell!”
Li Sanyi held Feng Yin’s door frame and said in a low voice: “I can just hit the floor, really, please!”
“Wool!”
Ala was unwilling, and looked at Feng Yin with accusation. He didn’t say anything. He went straight into Feng Yin’s room, searched for her suitcase, and found its exclusive phone number in an instant.
“What are you doing, and you still complain!”
“No! I won’t take this fun!”
Feng Yin began to chase Alla and grab the phone.
Four people and one dog made the whole corridor lively.
Ala gained the advantage of four legs for a moment and called Cheng Yanqiu.
“Hey——”
The nice male voice was amplified by the amplification in the corridor surrounded by all sides. Li Sanyi’s ear couldn’t help but move, and his eyes slipped over, a familiar voice.
“Beautiful man!”
Lin Yu lay on the door frame a little foolishly, staring at the phone in Ala’s mouth.
Zhang Boer also tilted her head curiously, and she didn’t see very clearly, and only saw a figure.
The three of them were all curiously staring at Alla’s phone. Feng Yin flew over from three meters away and hugged Alla. Each person and dog slid less than a meter, and landed next to Zhang Boer’s feet.
“Woo—“
Alah screamed in pain and ran away.