It has been a while since the share lease.

As a young man without any money, Yang Qing spent a huge sum of money to buy a two-bedroom and one-living room in Binhai City a year ago.

In order not to make the family confused by the mortgage, Yang Qing chose to rent out another room. After removing his own living expenses every month, he could still have a considerable income.

His roommate is a little girl from Korean who is studying for her sophomore year at the nearby Blue Ocean Academy. Except for Saturdays and Sundays, he usually stays at school.

The two usually rarely interact. Except for the monthly rent collection time, Yang Qing would remind him.

Yang Qing picked up the cell phone on the table, looked at the date, shook his head, and complained: "I have to pay back the mortgage again, when will my royalties be received~"

After graduating from college, Yang Qing did not choose his own industry. Instead, under the introduction of his friends, he became the most popular online writer in today's society. He could still make a living with a small amount of royalties every month.

My own roommate seems to be very rich at home, and he will have a lot of money to be put into the card every month.

Don’t ask him how he knows it all comes from daily necessities.

Therefore, Yang Qing wrote a book with her roommate as the heroine, and also looked for inspiration from her.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

At this moment, a knock on the door came.

When the door was opened, a girl wearing a white shirt, blue jeans and a pair of three-dimensional white shoes came into view.

A strand of beautiful black hair floated down like a waterfall, with curved Emei, a pair of beautiful eyes, a charming and stunning nose, and a slightly red pink cheek.

The cherry-like lips like dripping water, the melon-shaped face like flowers, the crystal-like snowy skin like ice and snow, the figure is graceful and slender, and the beauty is extraordinary.

Pure beauty.

"Hello uncle, this is my rent for this month. I can give you half of it first. My bank card has been frozen and it will take a month before it can be unlocked."

Kim Ji-yeon said in a fluent Chinese.

Yang Qing was already accustomed to it. He took the red envelope he handed over and checked it. It totaled 800 yuan. Sure enough, it was half the difference.

Looking at the little girl who was wronged and wanted to cry, Yang Qing handed the 800 yuan backhand and said softly: "Your bank card has been frozen. You can take the money first and give it to me next month."

"Really?" Kim Ji-yeon looked surprised and bowed 90 degrees thankfully, "Thank you, what do you do?"

She means mortgage. It has been here for several months, and Kim Ji-yeon can also see that Yang Qing’s mortgage is a considerable expense.

Yang Qing waved his hand and his voice was dull: "Don't worry about this, my salary will be available tomorrow morning, which is enough to repay the loan."

"Thank you, I... don't have a class today, can I treat you to a meal?"

Yang Qing was upset, could this be spring?

This is the first time Kim Ji-yeon has said something about her to eat in recent months.

Every holiday, Kim Ji-yeon would run back to her room as soon as possible, lock the door, and pay for food with a certain group.

It is conceivable how alert this little girl is to herself.

"Yes, I'll clean up."

Kim Ji-yeon nodded, lowered her head shyly, poked her little hand, and said, "Uncle, you can help me... fix the light, mine, the light is broken."

"lamp?"

When Yang Qing heard this, he took out the tool box from the cabinet and followed Kim Ji-yeon to the room.

The room was clean and tidy, with pink foot pads on the entire floor, and some dolls were placed on the bed, including a giant bear of about 1.5 meters, which should be a pillow for the evening.

In the bookcase leaning against the wall, there are some books placed, which are the most popular novels in the contemporary era, and they are all novels from their own country.

It gave Yang Qing the first feeling that this little girl is a good girl.

Not many people can make themselves evaluate this~

I don’t know if it was because Yang Qing was staring at him for too long, but Kim Ji-yeon was a little uncomfortable and held his hands tightly.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Yang Qing, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Uncle, is this lamp not repaired well? I will pay you."

"Ah?" Yang Qing came to his senses and touched his nose awkwardly. He took out the chair prepared in advance, stepped on it, and took off the lampshade. At first glance, Yang Qing saw that the lines inside were a little burnt. It seemed that he needed to change a lamp.

"How about it?"

Kim Ji-yeon, who was stably in charge, asked.

"It's burned, I need to change one."

Kim Ji-yeon looked apologized, "Sorry, I won't waste electricity in the future."

Yang Qing closed the lampshade again and bought a new lamp tube tonight.

"It's okay, just pay attention next time."

Throw the tool in your hand into the box, "Don't install it without authorization. If you want to install it, turn off the power first to avoid electric shock."

Jin Zhiyan nodded, but Yang Qing was a little depressed. The electricity bill at home was 100 yuan every month, which was much more than what he used, and it even exceeded the amount of electricity used by the two of them.

But because this was a little girl, Yang Qing chose to make concessions again and turned around and returned to his room with the toolbox.

Kim Ji-yeon thought Yang Qing was a little angry and stood in the room in fear, and could not come back to her senses for a long time.

This is the first time she has said so much to a strange man.

Especially... this boy... is really handsome.

Yang Qing, who is 1.8 meters tall, is handsome, handsome, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and especially a pair of peach blossom eyes. When the little girl sees her, she feels like she is just beginning to fall in love.

Especially Yang Qing's temperament is the only one that exists even in their country.

In order to make up for her mistake, Kim Ji-yeon took out the prepared Pu'er tea from the cabinet. This was the tea her father mailed to her, and wanted to make her harmonious with her roommate.

But out of introversion, Kim Ji-yeon chose to hide from the world and did not interact with anyone except to study.

But if Uncle Yang Qing was angry because of his incompetence, he drove himself out and left the streets.

Thinking of this, Kim Ji-yeon's eyes suddenly became wet, and bean-sized teardrops slid down drop by drop.

It was already a very strong challenge for her to go to school in a city far away from her hometown.

Kim Ji-yeon wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, took out her cup, cut it into tea, and carefully knocked on Yang Qing's room.

"Enter."

Kim Ji-yeon opened the door. Yang Qing was working at the moment, focusing on the computer, and just glanced at Kim Ji-yeon, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay, I... make you a cup of tea."
Chapter completed!