charpet 2.

Mingchen did run away, but he didn't know where he was going. He should find a house to live in first, right? Mingchen thought to himself.

At this time, the mobile phone rang. He took out the mobile phone from his pocket in a panic and saw that it was Tan Shaoqing's!

Ming Chen's brain exploded, and the parts in his brain seemed to have no lubricating oil and began to squeak, so he casually pressed the rejection button. The scene in the bathroom was shown infinitely in front of his eyes as if it were deep in his blood.

Mingchen casually broadcast it to Tong Qi.

The phone rang for a long time, and the other side answered it. The voice was lazy and low, like a kitten who had just woken up. "What's wrong with Chen?"

Mingchen knew that he must be sleeping just now, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he was woken up by himself. "That... If you are busy, let's talk about it next time."

"Stop talking nonsense, say something quickly!" Tong Qi dug his ears at the other end of the phone, wearing messy hair that had just got up and wearing messy pajamas.

Tong Qi is a classmate of Mingchen, and the relationship is quite good.

"Do you have it on your side... A house that can be shared."

"House? Aren't you living in the dormitory?" Tong Qi was a little curious, "What's the matter?"

Mingchen's face turned red like a tomato in an instant, "No..."

"Oh, let me think about it... Oh, it's true." Tong Qi thought for a moment, and a figure flashed in his mind, "I remember he was a sophomore. He was very handsome. What's his name... Zuo Yanjun, he seems to be looking for a tenant.

"Really?" Mingchen was about to jump up, "Please contact me quickly!"

"Oh, wait a minute. I'll call him." Tong Qi hung up the phone after saying that.

Before long, Tong Qi called back, told Mingchen's address, and seemed to be hesitant to say something, "That... Be careful."

"What to be careful about?" Mingchen was excited and asked casually without paying attention to Tong Qi's words.

"Nothing." Tong Qi was muffled, but he still didn't say anything.

Almost 10 minutes away from the house mentioned by Tong Qi, Mingchen hesitated and gently knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The man who opened the door was a man with no clothes on his upper body.

Mingchen's body temperature soared in an instant, and some impure pictures appeared in front of him.

"You... Hello... I'm here... Look at the house..." Ming Chen looked away and stammered. Damn it. Why can't I change the problem of squirling when I'm nervous?

"Look at the house? Ang... You are the little tenant mentioned by Tong Qi, aren't you?" The man smiled, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Small tenant? That bastard Tong Qi! Mingchen directly cut Tong Qi 8,000 knives in his heart.

"I... It's called Ming and Ming Chen.

"Zuo Yanjun." Zuo Yanjun was still smiling, and his strong body made Mingchen couldn't help but be jealous. Zuo Yanjun turned sideways and let a seam, "Come in and have a look."

"Good..." Mingchen really wants to say only one word in the future, because in this way, he won't stab.

He squeezed in from Zuo Yanjun's side like a mouse.

"Although the house is not big, it is more than enough for two people to live in. It is close to the school, which is very time-saving." Zuo Yanjun introduced the house concisely.

"How much is the rent?" Mingchen didn't think about how big the house is and how much time it is.

"I don't care much about the rent. You can give it to me."

"That won't work!" Ming Chen's face was still red, but his voice immediately became louder, "I won't take advantage of you!"

"Haha, little brother, you are so cute." Zuo Yanjun smiled and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "How much is the rent you accept per month?"

"One month... 400 yuan..." Mingchen turned into a delicate man again. He didn't dare to look at Zuo Yanjun's body, as if his eyes would be sewn up.

"That's 300 yuan." Zuo Yanjun smiled a bad smile, "You seem to... I'm very afraid of me..."

"No, no!" Mingchen immediately denied it.

"Haha, I'll take you to the room." Zuo Yanjun hooked the corners of his mouth, walked in front of Mingchen, and opened a wooden door for him.

The wallpaper is light blue, the bed is also very clean, there is no dirt on the floor, and there is a large bookshelf at the head of the bed.

"It's good to watch..." Mingchen was stunned.

"Then live well." Zuo Yanjun touched Mingchen's soft hair, sent Mingchen in, and closed the door.

"sor... Anything else?" Mingchen tilted his head with some doubts.

"I always want to get to know my tenants, right?" The expression on Zuo Yanjun's face is very strange, which always gives people a sense of joking, which is different from Tong Qi and Tan Shaoqing.

That's right! Tan Shaoqing!

Mingchen seemed to remember something. He took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a long time to give it to Tan Shao.