MTL - Feng Mang-Chapter 8 Sooner or later there will be fire.

After visiting Han Dong's residence, the two had a meal together.

"Who are you?" Li Shang asked.

Han Dong said, "Inner Mongolia, how about you?" "I'm from Anhui. I came to Beijing for university and just graduated last year.

Although I studied science, I have always loved acting and always wanted to try it.

By the way, I heard that Wang Baoqiang was excavated at the entrance of Beiying Factory? "Don't dream, is that a blessing that has been cultivated in my life?" Besides, Wang Baoqiang didn't just rely on squatting. People came from disciples in Shaolin Temple and they did martial arts. Are you here? Li Shang asked: "Why did you float for so many years?" "Because I will be fire sooner or later.

Han Dong took it for granted.

"How do you know you're going to fire?" "I figured it out myself.

Li Shang joked and asked, "Can you figure out when you will be angry?" ""almost.

"Han Dong ate his mouth, leaned back on his chair and looked proudly." It should be this year.

Li Shang didn't believe, but he also refuted Han Dong's face. In order to make auspiciousness, he also asked: "Then can you see if I can get angry?" "Han Dong looked closely at Li Shang for a while, and his eyes suddenly had a weird fluctuation. His tone was half-joking and half-true," Okay, boy, a bit of a star! " "Oh, how did you tell? Li Shangrao asked with interest.

Han Dong tapped the bowl with chopsticks and said, "Because your body looks like me.

"Li Shanghaha laughed, folded his hands," Thank you for your blessing.

"Because he didn't find a suitable place for the time being, Han Dong let Li Shang live here.

Unexpectedly, Li Shang predicted that Han Dong, who was a good calculator, didn't ask for his rent, and even gave up his rhetoric, "My buddy is not short of this money.

"When packing up the room at night, Li Shang stunned Han Dong." Hey, I said, you have so many inflatable things in this room, that gadget should be indispensable? " "" You said inflatable doll? Han Dong asked with no worries, and the men in the nine houses raised their heads at the same time.

"Are you kidding me?" Han Dong bounced Li Shang's head. "There is no shortage of women around my brother. Why do I need it?" The man in Nine Houses also dropped his shoulders at the same time.

Because of a new environment and poor sound insulation, Li Shang had some insomnia.

Han Dong is a heartless and heartless man.

Li Shang stayed until more than one o'clock in the morning, and just a little sleepy, Han Dong spoke quietly.

"You guys leaning against the door, can't you? You haven't shot for half an hour.

The brother who leaned across the door answered, "JB of Lao Tzu follows you. Slow your temper."

"Li Shangmeng came to the spirit," I wipe, you haven't slept? " "Breaths came and went, and no one answered.

Li Shang turned his head, Han Dong's eyelids closed, his breathing was even, and there was no sign of waking up! Startled, can't it be a dream talk? That guy who is diagonally opposite ... is also a dream talk? ? ? You can talk about this together. How will this place live after that?