Chapter 142: So have you ever considered the feelings of the uncle downstairs...

Early in the morning, the outside sunlight came in through the windows of the house.
Fang Ran opened his eyes lazily, and then sat up in a daze.
Take a look around.
Well, it's my own bedroom. Although in terms of layout, this should be the living room, but I don't care. Since my bed is in the corner of the living room, this is my bedroom.
After all, the rental house has a kitchen and a separate bathroom, so you can't ask for too much.
But the problem is not here.
Fang Ran blew up his messy (chicken) hair (nest) while he was sleeping, and looked at his living room dumbly.
Ok? Why am I here?
I remember....hmm...I shouldn’t be on the way to help Xiaoor...No, no, the Li family’s manor seems to have been rushed in by Wushuang himself, so I have finished helping Xiaoor Back home?
"Huh? Hiss.... I always feel... something else seems to happen after that?"
Fang Ran thought in a daze, then looked down at his clothes.
Except for a pair of pink underwear, nothing left.
"Ah! I don't want to, let me play with my phone in the quilt first, it's rare that Ling is dormant and no one prevents me from lying in bed."
Fang Ran grabbed his own chicken coop, then just about to lie down, just listening to ‘Bang! With a sound, the door of the rental house was kicked open!
"Hey! Brother! The sun is tanning! Do you want to sleep until noon and eat breakfast together!!!"
Meng Lang shouted loudly and rushed into Fang Ran's living room, then saw...
Fang Ran tightly covered his chest with the quilt.
rash:"......"
"Brother, are you afraid that I will you in that position?"
"Well, after all, it's hard for someone like you to say anything."
Fang Ran said seriously, then dragged his clothes into the quilt from the other side, and put on his pants.
Then he pulled the quilt off the bed, slid to the side of the low table, and restored his slime appearance.
"So, why did you come to disturb my dreams in the morning?"
The slime stared at him droopingly.
"Brother, I admire you for calling nine forty-five in the morning as early morning."
Meng Lang rolled his eyes, and the other side was completely desperate with his dead pig habit.
Wrapped in the quilt, Fang Ran took out the black wheat kumquat from under the low table and rushed to himself a cup, feeling the sweet heat, the whole person softened on the table.
"The time before I woke up was all morning for me, so why would I wake up in my own house, shouldn't we go to save the child?"
After asking this sentence, Fang Ran watched Meng Lang suddenly stared at him in silence.
"Brother, I know I haven't washed my face yet, but don't you keep staring at my handsome and charming appearance? In case you think you are pregnant, who is responsible..."
"No, no, I was just thinking, how did you ask this question while licking your face?"
Meng Lang's mouth twitched and looked at Fang Ran.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Don't you remember what you did last night?"
"last night!?"
Fang Ran looked suspicious of memories, and then some very bad vague impressions appeared in his mind.
Fang Ran: "..."
"You don't know how many other things you did that make people feel like other than throwing up my pants last night?"
Meng Lang looked sadly at the morning sun outside the window, feeling very tired.
"Sorry, don't say it, it's all my fault."
Fang Ran covered his face with his hands and whispered in a low voice.
"Do you know that when you see the public microphone in the hall, you have to go up and sing a song, I can't stop it."
Meng Lang said with an expression of constipation, and then covered his face with a sigh:
"If you say you sing, just sing, but think about what you sang last night!!! Ah!! I heard the Sichuan version of Andy Lau's "Thank you for your love" for the first time and there were two in the middle. "The disease is named love"!! Sichuan language!!!"
Meng Lang slapped the desktop angrily and roared:
"And the most shameless, you use [Phantom Card] before going up to change my appearance!!! Ah!?"
"You can use a small or ashamed look for a girl, and a shameful look for me. What are your dissatisfaction with me in the ordinary time? Let's hear! Bastard!!!"
Meng Lang angrily patted Fang Ran’s desktop continuously, grabbing Fang Ran’s prepared Xuanmai Ganju, and drank it. He felt that he was suffering in his heart, and he moved China to bear the humiliation for the country...
Fang Ran, who dared not resist when Xuanmai Ganju was snatched away, covered his face deeply, and the Sichuan version of "Thank you for your love" echoed in his mind last night.
If what my brother said is true, then last night myself...
"Tonic and ask me how many people the doctor has ever suffered. If you fill the hole, I hurt many kidneys for my friends, and hurt my friends many kidneys~"
"It's always dark and cruel to peel off the wound. I persuade you to be the person who rubs it, and save money passionately to burst Liu Jifen, burst Liu Jifen~"
"The black duck is so painful~~~"
It should be sung like this, after all, the Sichuan version of "Thank you for your love" is the most magical song I have ever heard.
Fang Ran felt that if he was singing this song in front of people, it would be easier for him to cover his face and run naked.
Don't doubt, listen to it if you don't believe it, this song is so magical!
"Ahem...that, small or what?"
I always feel so sorry, my brother, Fang Ran quickly changed the subject with a guilty conscience.
Meng Lang stared at Fang Ran bitterly.
Don’t, brother, don’t look at me like that, you make me feel guilty.
Fang Ran turned his head awkwardly.
"cut..."
Considering that it was the wine he had made in the first place, Meng Lang made a cut, did not pursue it, and then yelled at the direction behind Fang Ran!
"Small or!!! My brother woke up!!!"
"???"
Fang Ran looked at him puzzledly, and after a short while, Gou Yu walked in from the door with a sigh while carrying the stewed chicken soup with his thick gloved hands in the kitchen.
"Hey, can you stop shouting so loudly? If you call me normally, I can hear you."
"Eh!!!"
Seeing Gou Yu walk in, Fang Ran was startled in surprise, and then looked in the direction of Meng Lang.
"You drank too much last night, and Xiao or Baal struggled to bring you back. There is no place to live nearby."
"So?"
Fang Ran still looked dumbfounded, he hadn't realized the reason why Gou Yu appeared here with the chicken soup, so he looked at Gou Yu who was distributing the chicken soup in three bowls.
Well, if you look closely, it's really virtuous...
"Ask the aunt next door for renting her room at a slightly higher price. It may be annoying in the future, Captain."
Fang Ran: "..."
Snapped!
Fang Ran couldn't bear to look straight and patted his face without turning his face.
"You two..."
"I know there are only three rooms on the second floor!"
"Yeah, what's the matter, it happens that we are three in one room, yo Xi, this will be the base of our team in the future."
Meng Lang quickly filled himself with a bowl of chicken soup, took a sip, and showed a warm and happy expression.
"Asshole, I'm not talking about this problem!!"
Fang Ran slapped the desktop angrily and shouted loudly!
"So, brother, what are you struggling with?"
Meng Lang curled his mouth, spit out a chicken bone and said.
"Do you know that there are only two aunts on the second floor! You forced the last aunt away, and you let the three uncles downstairs who had become fiercely competitive because there was only one aunt? !"
"Have you considered how the uncles feel!"
Gou Yu: "..." No wonder when I went shopping this morning, the uncle downstairs looked so strange to me.
Meng Lang: "..." Uh, I always feel like I've heard this before...
Gou Yu couldn't bear to look directly at his face, Meng Lang also sprayed out old blood, Fang Ran silently picked up his own chicken soup.
Sorry, sir, we are so sorry that we have driven away your hope in life.
The three magic boys, each holding a bowl of chicken soup, thought very sorry in the morning sun.