The living room is not small, but the take-out packages and the unpacked and cut packages randomly placed on the floor make the living room look much smaller instantly.
The point is that there is no way to walk on the wooden board under her feet.
Damn it, how on earth did this original owner survive?
Mysophobia broke out instantly, and Shen Zi's gloomy aura shook the system in the space.
I finally found an "exit", but the next second I opened the door to the room, a major warning signal flashed across my forehead.
This is a fucking execution ground "Give you two hours to get this place clean after I leave."
Needless to say, everyone knew who Shen Ziyu was talking to.
The system complied obediently, and then quickly found a housekeeping cleaner to come to the host.
As for the cost, it is not a problem to transfer money directly in person and use the state to transfer money casually.
Shen Ziyu walked out of the house, feeling that the air outside was much more refreshing.
However, when she first came to the plane, the memory of the original owner had not yet been absorbed.
For her, even if it was unfamiliar, it was already a habit.
Wait a moment, let’s not talk about this habit.
The moment he stepped into the elevator and prepared to go downstairs, Shen Ziyu saw himself in the mirror in the elevator.
Shen Ziyu was puzzled: The original owner had no boundaries at home, but his appearance was considered worthy.
Obviously not overly dressed, just wearing simple white lining and light blue jeans gives off a sense of abstinence.
The aura of his body was exceptionally clean and refreshing, almost in contrast to the house in the garbage dump.
But there was a greenish tint under those bright eyes, presumably because he hadn't slept well in several days.
Perhaps affected by this body, Shen Ziyu yawned and stepped out of the elevator.
The sun was shining on his body, making him feel warm and comfortable, making him want to sleep.
So what can I do to save my host?
The place where the original owner lives is a super high-rise industrial building.
Just looking at the surrounding environment and security, it should be considered a small wealthy area.
Shen Ziyu's eyes circled around the surroundings, and finally settled on a tall green tree.
He placed a small amount of protection on himself, jumped up, lay down on a thick branch and closed his eyes.
No place to sleep Impossible, don't make it too easy for her to find a place to sleep.
You can sleep on it with any hemp rope tied around it.
As everyone knows, when Shen Ziyu jumped lightly from the ground to the tree, this scene happened to be seen by someone.
Shen Bei just got out of the hospital and walked towards his place of residence as calmly as ever.
Thinking about his dull and lonely life, it wouldn't make any difference to him whether he could return or not.
He didn't know what was blocking his steps, so he couldn't help but cast his eyes on a girl wearing a white denim jacket not far away.
Even though there was a distance of more than ten steps, Shen Bei still noticed the laziness on the girl's face and her thoughts about her surroundings. thinking what is she thinking Obviously nothing has changed around here.
Shen Bei stood there and watched the girl move to an old tree.
She stepped lightly, just like the ancient Qinggong on TV, and jumped to the tree, and then fell asleep.
For a moment, his eyes were caught.
But then Shen Bei put away the interest in his eyes, held the report sheet in his hand, and left silently.
What does this have to do with him?
Let's go back to bed and play games.
Anyway, they will never meet again, so today is just a dream. aa2705221: