Trafford’s Trading Club

“Thank you so much, Lo! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even know how to get up here. ”

Out of near-instinctive curiosity, Lochu glanced at the living room of this twelfth floor unit before looking at the woman claiming to be Jessica, from the United States: “Nothing. ”

Foreigners are not uncommon. Helping Jessica up along the way, this talkative American woman has already said some things about her.

As a photographer, I intend to come to the city and shoot a collection of Chinese themes.

Many units of this building where Lochu lives are for rent - even the one where he and Ren Ziling live.

Curious about the environment Jessica lived in, but not curious about Jessica, a foreign friend, so when he walked into the door, Lochu pressed the elevator down.

Entering the house, turning on the lights, changing shoes, walking into the kitchen with ingredients packed back from the club, Lochu picked up his sleeves and started processing the dishes that Unight had actually prepared.

The sound of the door opening was heard shortly afterwards.

Listening to the sound from the kitchen, the first editor-in-chief ran in with slippers, "Report boss! All the way to the green light, my god damn thing is back safe today! ”

Lo Qiu looked at Ren Ziling's salute with his palm raised and continued to focus on what was on the flat bottom, then said in a slight understatement: “Intellectual retardation. ”

After Ren Ziling made an evil and harsh expression, he took a deep breath: “Smells so good ~ fern! By the way, put some oil in it! ”

“It's a night snack, not a meal. Why are you eating so greasy?” Rochu said softly, "I don't want to hear you complain about your weight. ”

“Shh!”

Ren Ziling reached out and punched Lochu in the forehead position, his eyeballs turned, reaching toward a piece of scrambled clam already loaded with dishes.

Pfft.

Unexpectedly, the hand had not succeeded in picking up a clam, so Rochu's wooden stir-fry spoon was pounded heavily. Mr. Rochu, who never returned, spilled a small amount of salt on the flat bottom and said softly: “Wash your hands. ”

Ren Ziling cleverly broke through the obstacle and once again took an onion section out of the plate like electricity and quickly put it in his mouth.

Why does it feel like beating this woman to pieces?

Lochu sighed slightly.

The Vice Editor-in-Chief was like a victorious general at the moment, * * * * starting with the sauce on his fingers, Jinjin smelled.

Tinker Bell...!

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

“I'll get the door!” The victorious Ren Ziling really understood the character of this baby's goosebump. She knew the reason for accepting it as soon as she saw it, and rushed out of the kitchen selling it.

……

As soon as she opened the door, Ren Ziling saw a blonde-haired woman, like a star in the movie, who had to stand still for a moment.

Ren Ziling looked at this foreign woman's raging, almost bursting dough, and instinctively stood up some waist.

I can't peep either, okay?

“Who are you looking for? ”

“Hello, I'm Jessica. Excuse me, is this Rochu's house? ”

Though this woman's accent is not standard, Ren Ziling completely felt that she had heard correctly... Suddenly the time was like a pause, and Ren's deputy editor's brain began to perform an unusually shocking little theater.

Shit! What's going on?

Almost ten o'clock in the evening, a woman came looking for her woody little creep!

And a foreign woman?

Wait... is this Little Rocky's girlfriend hiding out there?

Wait... even if it's my girlfriend, why come up at this time? She still knows a lot about Rochu. If she was going to bring someone back, would she at least let us know? Could it be... a fight? But, although this foreign woman is in shape... my body is definitely good too!?

Well... although you're in good shape, aren't you a little older?

After all, Roccius is a grown-up woman? No wonder... the girls I've been telling you about don't like it. Is it because it's too young?

Now is not the time to think about it. The important thing is, what am I supposed to do with this woman... what's her name again?

Yeah, it's called Jessica.

Shit, I'm scared of nothing! I don't care what country she's from! I can get in this door. I'm an elder! Even my imported girlfriend has to put it on me!

Hmm, just be serious... No, if it's too serious, will it affect the daughter-in-law relationship? So make yourself at home? Well... foreign sisters, too, should be more casual.

But what if she thinks I'm too casual? Don't you want Grandma's majesty?

“Excuse me, Rochu, do you live here? ”

“Cough! Um, he's in.” Ren Ziling calmly said: “Come in... Rochu, someone is looking for you. ”

Boss Lo's probe in the apron came out and took a look. First, he asked someone to wait and went back to the kitchen to turn off the fire, then took off the apron, which made his eyebrows come out slightly wrinkled.

Unexpectedly, Ren Ziling stepped on his foot when he had not spoken yet. Luo Qiu did not understand what this woman was doing to him.

Ren Ziling's anger.

You said your girlfriend will come to you in the middle of the night, give me a fucking smile!!

“You wanted to see me?” Lochu looked at Jessica and asked.

"That's right," said Jessica. "When I got home, I was going to cook some water. I heard that tap water in China wasn't going to drink directly, but the kettle at home was broken. Can you get me some water? ”

That's what I'm talking about. I don't think you have a position to refuse, do you?

“Come in, I'll pour you some. ”

“Thank you.”

It was confusing to see Rocchu take an empty mineral water bottle from Jessica's hand without saying a word... Any deputy editor-in-chief looked at Jessica and smiled embarrassingly and quickly followed her in.

With the sound of a goose bump when he heard it, Ren Ziling climbed to Rochu's shoulder and said: “Who is this woman? ”

“New residents on the twelfth floor.” Lo Qiu waved and patted Ren Ziling's hand open: “I met her downstairs when I came back, sprained her leg, so I held her back. Short-term tenants. ”

“What, so it's a new resident here...” Ren Ziling was a disappointment.

Rochu suddenly sneered, “What's been in your little theater? ”

“Ah-ha-ha, did you? No, how could it be?” Ren Ziling smiled, “... I went to greet people and make people wait badly! Ah-ha-ha... ha. ”

It doesn't take too long to pour water, and it's not enough for Ziling and Jessica to say anything... in fact, the first editor-in-chief can't say anything either.

Not a girlfriend anyway... I had a future mother-in-law dream when Ren Zilington lost interest.

Not long after Rochu had come out, "There's still one more bottle in the fridge, you can have it too. ”

Jessica glanced at Lochu with gratitude, "Thank you so much, I won't bother you. ”

After watching Jessica walk up the wall into the elevator, Ren Ziling said coldly: “Well, I still like Oriental women, let me tell you, this foreign sister, although she looked delicious in her thirties, will grow old fast in a decade, like an old woman... what are you looking at me for? I'm telling the truth! ”

“Dinner's up.” Rochu said softly, "Go wash your hands. ”

“Yes, boss! ”

Watching Ren Ziling go to the kitchen and start serving dishes, Roquette smiled consciously, but reached for the shoe cabinet at the entrance, reaching for a hand wipe at the top floor position.

I touched out a small, thin box about two fingernails wide with a slightly sparkling green light on it… like a wiretapping device.

It should be something that Jessica just snuck in here.

Luo Qiu frowned and put this thing back where it belonged. He walked into the living room and saw how Ren Ziling had started picking rice. Suddenly he said: "I'll take a bath first, you eat first. ”

Without waiting for Ziling to respond, he had walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water, and shouted.

Lochu has disappeared from the bathroom.

The next moment, he was already in a cell room on the twelfth floor.

At this point, the door of the house had just opened and Jessica, of course, walked in. She still looked like she was holding the wall in, but after closing the door, she had moved as usual.