That night, Yang Xuan quietly hugged Xiaojing and snuggled together, quietly and motionless.
Yang Xuan finally didn''t tell Xiaojing the truth, because his real experience was too shocking, too shocking.
He just told Xiaojing that he had a car accident and lost his memory. Then he wandered for three years and only recently recovered his memory.
Xiaojing lies on his chest like a cat, her fingers gently touch his chest, and her long eyelashes stick with tears.
"Three years, how much you should have suffered." her voice was trembling, and her heart was trembling.
She can''t imagine how Yang Xuan came over these three years.
Yang Xuan hugged Xiaojing with some apology in his heart.
In fact, he wanted to tell Xiaojing the truth, but he opened his mouth and didn''t say it in the end.
He has too many things on his back. He doesn''t want Xiaojing to be involved.
The next two days, they didn''t go anywhere, so they were tired of leaning in the room. You made me honey like a conjoined man. I went wherever you went.
Until the third day, their sweet and happy days were finally broken by a sudden knock on the door.
"Pay the rent, pay the rent." a shrill voice shouted outside the door.
Yang Xuan looked at Xiaojing. Xiaojing stuck out her tongue and explained, "Zhang Ping deliberately made trouble for me and didn''t let the finance pay me. I left my job automatically in a rage. I haven''t paid the rent last month."
Yang Xuan clearly hugged Lou Xiaojing and gave her a reassuring look.
After opening the door, a fat woman suddenly occupied Yang Xuan''s eyes.
The fat woman was stunned when she saw Yang Xuan, and then asked, "who are you?"
"I''m Ren Jing''s boyfriend." Yang Xuan said generously.
The fat woman didn''t doubt him. She stretched out her big hand and said sharply, "that''s just right. The rent last month and this month is 6000 in total. Pay it."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "aunt, can you give me a few days?"
"Who''s your aunt? Who''s your aunt?" the fat woman blew up, and her sharp voice rang through the world.
Yang Xuan''s shocked head hurt. He couldn''t help taking out his ears. He said helplessly, "I''m short-sighted. I''m sorry. Let me have a closer look."
Then he deliberately approached a large number of fat women. After a long time, he said, "what rent do you want a little girl to collect and let your adults come."
The fat woman turned her eyes and said with a smile, "Oh, boy, I like to hear that, or you have eyes."
Yang Xuan looked back at Xiaojing proudly. Xiaojing pursed her mouth and smiled.
As long as Yang Xuan was there, she felt that even if the sky fell, it wouldn''t matter.
"Well, tomorrow, at the latest tomorrow, you have to pay me the rent, can you?" the fat woman thought and said.
"Don''t worry. By the way, your skin is like a baby. How do you maintain it?" Yang Xuanshun said nonsense.
"Alas, you''ve asked the right person. Well, I''ll tell you... Balabalabala..." the fat woman was interested and eloquent.
Yang Xuan''s face was full of pride when he finally paid off the landlord.
After a war of words, he not only smoothly pushed back the rent payment deadline by one week, but also avoided 500 yuan.
If the warrior of wushenxing knows that a generation of trolls are white, he will have to drop his eyes if he can talk so much with a fat woman like a fat pig for this money.
But for Yang Xuan, he enjoyed it.
Back home, he didn''t want to be a demon anymore, so he wanted to be a mortal quietly for a few days.
"Look how beautiful you are." Xiaojing chuckled, her eyes bent.
"That''s your husband. I''m not an ordinary person, you know? The mouth is strong." Yang Xuan kissed Xiaojing fiercely.
"Well, what should I do now? I have only 1000 yuan left." Xiaojing hid in Yang Xuan''s arms and didn''t want to come out. She always felt that there was a feeling of special comfort and safety in Yang Xuan''s arms.
"That''s nothing." Yang xuanhun didn''t care.
If you want money, isn''t it easy for a god turning friar?
"Or I''ll borrow some from my friends?" Xiaojing hesitated.
"All right." Yang Xuan picked up Xiaojing and walked to the bed.
"Oh, what are you doing? Villain, help." Xiaojing blushed and shouted deliberately.
Bang!
Just as the couple were fighting, the weak wooden door suddenly made a loud noise and the dust was flying.
Xiaojing jumped out of Yang Xuan''s arms and looked at Yang Xuan uneasily.
Yang Xuan''s smiling face was cold. He said coldly, "Oh, I don''t know what''s good or bad."
Looking at Yang xuanbing''s cold eyes, Xiaojing couldn''t help shivering, and her face became pale and bloodless.
Somehow, from Yang Xuan''s eyes, she seemed to see a sea of corpses.
"Xiao Fan..." she was submissive and cried out uneasily.
Yang Xuan was stunned. Looking at Xiaojing''s pale face, he found that it was wrong.
He quickly restrained the killing opportunity, and Zhan Yan said with a smile: "it''s okay, it''s okay."
The cold feeling disappeared. Xiaojing was relieved. Yang Xuan really scared her just now.
After Yang Xuan gave Xiaojing a fine look, he walked over and opened the door.
At the door, Zhang Ping looked at Yang Xuan with a sneer. Behind him stood five or six strong men.
Yang Xuan turned his eyes and asked Xiaojing, "how much salary does he owe you?"
Xiaojing didn''t understand what Yang Xuan meant. She said, "two months, ten thousand yuan."
Yang Xuan nodded and said to Zhang Ping, "well, even Xiaojing''s mental loss fee, you take 100000 yuan and I''ll let you go."
"What?" Zhang Ping almost didn''t fool at the door. He didn''t react to what Yang Xuan said.
After a long time, he wanted to understand. He was angry and stopped talking nonsense. He shouted, "call me!"
With that, he shrank back, and five or six strong men rushed in behind him and fiercely rushed at Yang Xuan.
Touch, pop!
After a few soft sounds, five or six strong men lay on the ground like dead fish, foaming at the mouth and couldn''t get up.
Xiaojing covers her mouth in surprise, and her eyes are wide open. She can''t believe it.
Zhang Ping''s face turned pale with a Shua. He didn''t even have any blood color.
He often does such things. How can he have no eyesight.
He didn''t even see Yang Xuan''s movements clearly. Several bodyguards lay on the ground and didn''t know life or death. He didn''t know that he had met a hard stubble.
"You... I..." Zhang Ping didn''t know what he wanted to say. Before he spoke, he turned and ran away.
But the next moment, he felt his neck was pulled. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn''t get rid of it.
"Rao... Rao life..." he turned hard and looked at Yang Xuan close at hand, almost kneeling down.
"100000!" Yang Xuan punched him gently in the abdomen.
Oh!
Zhang Ping felt a burst of colic in his abdomen and almost vomited out. Beads of sweat big as beans flowed down his forehead.
"Give... Give... I''ll give..." he finally kept a little Qingming and struggled to say.
Yang Xuan dragged him into the room, threw him on the ground and said, "go and let your bodyguard get the money."
"No... no... there are in the car." Zhang Ping said laboriously.
Yang Xuan looked at a bodyguard at the door. The bodyguard shivered, hurriedly climbed out of the door and struggled to run downstairs.
Before long, he returned and gave Yang Xuan a leather bag.
Yang Xuan opened it and saw that there were ten stacks of red tickets, exactly 100000.
"Well, you can call the police." Yang Xuan picked Zhang Ping up with one foot and said deliberately.
"No... no, No." Zhang Ping shook his head quickly.
"Go away!" Yang Xuan spit out two words coldly.
Zhang pingru ran away with several bodyguards on the occasion of amnesty.
"Ha, I have money." Yang Xuan turned and smiled at Xiaojing.
Xiaojing didn''t smile. She still stared at Yang Xuan.