After An Qing read the note, he sneered and put it away.
There were some medicines scattered on the coffee table, and there was not even a glass of water.
You can imagine what kind of life the original owner lived, and just like this, this Someone actually leaves such a note An Qing didn't touch the medicines on the coffee table.
Some of them had expired, and some of them had nothing to do with fever.
He steeled himself to sit up and started to adjust his breath using the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Sutra.
An Qing, who already had spiritual power in her soul body, now does not need to have spiritual energy to use the Mysterious Scripture of Heaven and Earth to adjust her breath.
She circulated the Mysterious Scripture of Heaven and Earth twice in the body of the original owner, and she broke out in sweat.
Feeling refreshed, An Qing wiped the sweat from his face with a tissue and found some yellowing.
Knowing that this was some old disease in the original owner's body, he sighed lightly and went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.
When An came out after cleaning, she felt refreshed.
She glanced at a small alarm clock beside her and saw that the pointer had already pointed to five o'clock in the afternoon.
She directly picked up a small alarm clock beside her.
The shabby little bag was not big.
Looking through it, there were only scattered items, probably less than two hundred yuan.
An Qing sighed again and went to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, An Qing rummaged through several drawers, and finally found a bank card with deposit written on it next to a drawer.
He put the card into his bag, and An Qing left the room directly.
"System, I didn't receive the plot.
When I withdraw money from this card later, please help me decipher the password."
An Qing stood in front of the ATM with his bank card and used his consciousness to communicate with a certain system.
Although a certain system wanted to refute An Qing, it did not dare in the end.
He sat in front of the big screen and shrank his neck, and finally reported the password.
An Qing entered the password and saw that there was no more than 30,000 yuan on the card.
He took it out without thinking, put it in his bag, then turned around and drove to a nearby hotel that looked pretty good. a room When An Qing entered the hotel room, her cell phone, which had not rang since An Qing entered the original owner's body, began to sing non-stop.
An Qing glanced at the name on it: "Husband" directly I turned off my phone and didn't even pick up the connection.
At this time, An Qing didn't need to accept the plot to know that the previous note must have been left by the so-called "husband" of the original owner.
He had not cared about the original owner's life and death all afternoon.
Now that he was calling, he probably came home from get off work and found that there was no food, so he called Anqing.
Just give him a fight.
It's strange that An Qing is willing to deal with him.
Because An Qing was willing to spend money, the room he stayed in was good.
The big round bed was soft and much more comfortable than the hard sofa that the original owner had.
After An Qing put up a do-not-disturb feature, he started to receive the plot while lying there. .
The original owner is Wen Anqing.
As her name suggests, she is an extremely quiet and introverted girl.
She met a boyfriend, Cheng Sheng, in college.
From then on, everything in her life revolved around Cheng Sheng.
Until graduation, the two of them They both found jobs and lived together, and this situation has not changed.
Although he was the original owner of Cheng Shengchui, he could not say that he cared about the original owner, at least not for his games.
Apart from going to work every day, all his time, energy, and even all his money were spent on games. on, and the original owner was like a nanny that he didn't have to spend any money on.
He not only took care of what he ate and drank, but also took care of his consumption, which he usually spent all his salary on games.
Cheng Sheng didn't feel anything to be grateful for the original owner's efforts.
He even felt that these were what the original owner should have done.
The source of these thoughts was his mother, who often called her son secretly to teach him how to do things.
To tame the original owner’s mother tgt ttrgt: