"Stinky lady, come out quickly. It's very dangerous for you to be here alone." Liao Xuebing knocked on the window patiently, preparing for the receipt for a protracted battle.

Murong Bingyu heard the imperial edict of Lun, and no longer cared about his reserve. To her, Liao Xuebing was like a bright light in the sea of ​​suffering. He found a place to park in the stormy waves. He immediately opened the car door and jumped down, grabbed Lao Liao and shouted: "Damn it, dare to throw me here alone!" He swung his fist and pounded him hard in the chest.

"Damn it, I'm almost exhausted, I'm still making a fuss. Get in the car and go to Shishe Town to call to bring reinforcements."

Murong Bingyu grabbed him tightly, for fear that he would suddenly leave.

Shishe is an ancient town with a long history, with only two streets, and you can see the whole town at a glance. There are several alleys of mud tiled houses from the Qing Dynasty, but due to the influence of the development economy, most of it has been pushed down.

Liao Xuebing thanked the driver for a long time. It was already late at night. There was no shop open and there was no public phone. He took Murong Bingyu to find a clean hotel.

Murong Bingyu has been in charge for many years and has forgotten all his life experience before he was thirteen. At this time, he was in power. Liao Xuebing went east and she went east, and Liao Xuebing went west and she also followed her west.

At the counter, the old man who couldn't sit and doze off was sitting. There was an old sofa. The aluminum alloy framed container glass had several cracks, the wall paint was yellow, and several pieces were peeled off. It didn't look very satisfactory.

He said hello to the old man who was watching the store and asked Murong Bingyu to call her agent for help. This is a landline phone with optical cable connection, which does not have the problem of ineffective signals like mobile phones.

Murong Bingyu frowned at the dirty microphone, took out a small handkerchief and wiped it carefully before dialing the agent's phone number. When she heard the microphone, Sister Yan's voice came out, tears immediately dripped one by one, and she said aggrievedly: "Sister Yan, come and save me, I feel so uncomfortable." She explained her current situation and general direction.

The agent comforted him and checked the map on the phone, saying, "Shishe Town is more than an hour away from Zhonghai. I am still in Pingzhou City now. If I pass by immediately, it will take more than three hours. Why don't you find a hotel to rest for a while? I'll ask someone to get the car back tomorrow."

"Okay, Sister Yan, please trouble you." Murong Bingyu put down the phone.

Now at one or two o'clock in the morning, it is unrealistic to have to stand outside on the streets for three hours and wait for three hours.

Liao Xuebing stretched out his head and said, "Uncle, it's best to have two clean rooms for early mornings."

The old man took out his registration book, put on reading glasses, and said, "Register your ID card first, pay a deposit of 200 yuan, and you will make up for it when you return the room tomorrow. By the way, there is still a 50-cent phone bill."

Two guest rooms cost 200 yuan, and it seems that they are not much better. Liao Xuebing turned his face and looked at Murong Bingyu: "Hey, why do I see me? Take out the money quickly. Do you still have to pay the bills, as a poor teacher?"

Murong Bingyu said timidly: "I forgot to bring the money. I didn't pay the bill at Starbucks just now, so I only found out when I got here."

"Uncle, how much does the cheapest room cost?" Lao Liao felt that drinking cold water would make it cold to the teeth when he was unlucky.

The old man looked at them with contempt: "Twenty-five yuan per room, bathroom, TV, and hot water, can't you live in it?"

Liao Xuebing touched the crowd and took out the wrinkled banknotes, which were only eighteen yuan. He smiled with a saliva: "Uncle, you guys have just come from the countryside, and life is quite difficult. You stayed late in the town and never returned. Can you be cheaper? This 18 yuan was earned by me after selling fermented black beans for a day. Your hotel earns tens of thousands of dollars a day, and it's not short of only seven dollars, right?"

Murong Bingyu lazily Lao Liao whispered: "I think we'll just go outside and wait."

When the old man saw that the two looked like a young couple, he couldn't bear it. He found a key behind him and handed it over. He said impatiently: "Okay, even if I lose money, no one stays in a hotel today. Go up to it yourself. Room 201, there is no hot water, don't turn on the TV randomly, save me some electricity."

Liao Xuebing smiled and said, "Today I really met a noble person when I went out. If you always do good deeds, you will be able to live a long life." He grabbed Murong Bingyu's delicate little hand, and the noble star could not get away with it, so he let him hold it.

The house has only an old bed and a black and white TV. The space is cramped and small, and it smells of musty smell. Do you want to live in the same room with this man? Murong Bingyu made up his mind to sit by the bed and not sleep, chat and rest, wait for the agent to arrive.

"Haha, you always live in a five-minded hotel. Have you never been to such a small hotel with a negative five-star level yet?"

Murong Bingyu was frightened and complained to Liao Xuebing again: "If it weren't for you, how could I have been trapped in such a place?"

"What? Is it okay to drive randomly? I can't even tell the direction clearly, and I'm so embarrassed to lean on my head. It's not my fault to break the Porsche and break the anchor, it's your car is too bad."

Murong Bingyu became even more angry: "If you hadn't used an axe to chop it last time, how could it break? I spent a lot of money to renovate it a few days ago, it was all you! It was all you! I just wanted to leave me alone and ignore it, it was so shameful!" Suddenly I remembered that he had just said that he was his wife in front of the fisherman, and he was embarrassed and angry, and said hatefully: "I often speak dirty words, which is really unbearable."

Liao Xuebing laughed: "Is it great to be a gentleman like Mo Yongtai? You said that Bai Feng is not masculine, so you shouldn't like him? It's better to look for me than to find him."

Murong Bingyu thrust her eyebrows: "Don't worry, I won't like you even if I marry a pig or a dog. First of all, you can look at yourself. You don't even have a decent piece of clothing, are not dressed up, and are not sitting in a seat. They are almost as many images as gangsters. Although Mo Yongtai is not perfect, he is at least much better than you."

"I can't compare to Mo Yongtai?" Liao Xuebing was stimulated again: "Where can't compare to him? Is there anything comparable to a lion and a wild dog?"

Seeing this person, Murong Bingyu brags and remembers that he once said that he pursued a girl in a betting game with Mo Yongtai. It seems that at least 80% of them were framed. He must have been a bad intention in attacking the other person's image in front of him. He became wary and said, "If you are mixed with Boss Mo, you must not be a good person. Humph, I guess you are his dog-legged."

Lao Ji almost vomited blood: "I claim to be a meteor to drive toads, iron palm grass flying on grass, divine fist swept Liuhe, ghost legs shake Eight wilderness, Liao Xuebing, a wolf in the sea, can't be used to be Mo Laowu's dog legs? He looks down on people too much, right?" So he said depressed: "I am just a part-time repairman. When I saw you being coerced by Mo Laowu at a charity dinner last time, I suddenly aroused anger and told him that there are so many big stars in the world, why do you have to look for Murong Bingyu? She was reluctant and did not work hard, which would have an impact on your business. It would be better to spend a lot of money to ask other stars to forget about it. At that time, I convinced Mo Laowu. Once you figure it out, you will no longer make things difficult for you."

Murong Bingyu was half-believing and half-doubted. He saw the two of them whispering with their own eyes. Could it be that these words were indeed said, and he thought to himself: "If he was not self-righteous, it wouldn't be too annoying."

Liao Xuebing was extremely distressed, so he simply lay on the bed and said, "I'll take a break for a while. When your agent comes, remember to call me. Oh, I must be late to work in the morning. I think I've been working hard for so many years, and finally I've been broken." He took up half of a hard bed that was not very wide, and turned around and went to sleep.

Only then did Murong Bingyu feel disgusted with this simple room, which seemed to evoke her childhood memories of her poor childhood. She was tired all night long, and her emotions fluctuated. The effect of coffee had already evaporated to somewhere, and she became sleepy.

She struggled to hold on, afraid that she would lower her feet as soon as she touched the dirty wooden bed. She sat upright for more than an hour. This position was the most tiring. Her waist muscles were swelling to death. She looked at Liao Xuebing and found that he was sleeping heavily and his nose was evenly breathing. She thought to herself: "I'll just lie down for a while."

He took out a small silk silk to wipe the position he was in, lie down gently, and immediately promoted reforms. He was so comfortable that he felt that he was a little more envious of Liao Xuebing's will. This big man seemed to care nothing about anything, and many men were respectful to her. He also felt that he was blasphemous. It was even rare for him to speak to him like him. There was only one family in the world. Murong Bingyu gave birth to a beautiful woman, and he was so beautiful that he always looked at him. What was the man's heart? He had a good relationship with Bai Youcheng. Could it be that the two had an affair that could not be told!

Thinking about it, Liao Xuebing rumbled in his throat, turned over and shouted, "Murong comes and hugs the teacher." He stretched out his arm and hugged Murong Bingyu.

Murong Bingyu was shocked and pushed him away quickly, angrily saying, "You guy" but saw his eyes closed and his snoring sound came. Maybe he had a beautiful dream. He was shocked and suspicious. I wonder if he was pretending to be sleeping or whether he really had that kind of inappropriate thought, which even reflected in his dream.

This person is so obscene, I am afraid that the dream he has will not be a good dream, and he is more likely to regard her Murong Bingyu as the protagonist in the dream. When she thinks of this, she can't help feeling disgusted and her whole body becomes cold.

Murong Bingyu's anger from the breakdown of the car to the present is more than the sum of the previous twenty-one years, and they are all angry by one person. Why can't he restrain his temper when he sees him?
Chapter completed!