Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 1704: 1704: Fanwai: Huangquan Express, not just express (6)

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"Excuse me, no one here, right?"

Song Yi holding a plate of pickles, hesitated and stood in front of Xiaoyun's table.

"Oh, no one, sit down."

The girl at the table raised her eyes and glanced at Song Yi, and said softly. The moment she raised her head, Song Yi saw that she was carrying a badge on her body.

Ji Xiaoyun.

It turns out this is her full name.

Song Yi sat opposite Ji Xiaoyun, neither of them was talking, and they ate their own breakfast.

Ji Xiaoyun eats very little, and the food is very gentle, not to mention that her breakfast staple is only one steamed bun, but she has eaten it for a long time, chewing slowly.

On the other hand, Song Yi gobbled it up, and quickly ate up all the breakfast he had ordered.

After eating breakfast and paying the bill, Song Yi turned around and left. He wanted to go back upstairs to sleep again.

Nowadays, in the eyes of nearby residents, Song Yi is probably an unemployed young man, or an image of an otaku who is an unemployed vagrant, but he doesn't care much about it himself.

The fewer people know about him, the better to know him, so that he has no friends and no communication, and can be sent to Huangquan Express anytime and anywhere to receive and deliver the goods without pressure.

Moreover, once you encounter some fierce ghosts, you don't have to be afraid of hurting your friends and relatives anymore.

In the next few days, Song Yi could still meet Ji Xiaoyun occasionally in the breakfast shop. Perhaps because Song Yi is very upright and his eyes are very clear, Ji Xiaoyun has met Song Yi several times, and sometimes will rush to meet again. He nodded as if he had said hello.

A week later, Song Yi sent the courier home in the middle of the night, and was about to go home to sleep, but when he was about to walk to the door of the house, he saw the familiar luxury car again.

It's that man again, He Weihui. Song Yi has a good memory, and he still remembers that person's name.

At this time, He Xihui had just stopped the car and then helped Ji Xiaoyun out of the car. It seemed to her that she had drunk a lot and was a little drunk.

"Xiaoyun, let me help you up."

He Weihui supported Ji Xiaoyun's waist, his tone a little impatient.

"No, no more!"

Ji Xiaoyun looked confused at this time, but after listening to He Weihui's words, she waved her hand vigorously, trying to break free from He Weihui's embrace, but the man beside her held tighter at this time.

"You are my girlfriend. It is only natural for me to send you home. Besides, I'm really worried about you going upstairs with such a drunk person!"

He Weihui's tone is very gentle, as if he is really worried about the safety of his girlfriend.

When he heard his words, Ji Xiaoyun still kept shaking her head: "No, there are people in the house, it's inconvenient."

"What are we afraid of? We are not shameful. Besides, isn't your roommate on a business trip?"

"How did you know?"

Ji Xiaoyun raised her head laboriously and looked at the man in front of her in surprise.

"Is there anything else in this world that I don't know?"

He Weihui smiled slyly, but he had already planned in his heart. He wanted to get Ji Xiaoyun drunk and take him back to his villa. Who knew that this woman was going to go home, but it’s not bad now, because He Weihui I knew that Ji Xiaoyun's roommate was not at home today. It would be nice to change the place and taste.

"Let's go, I will help you upstairs!"

While speaking, He Weihui has already led Ji Xiaoyun to the entrance of the building.

And the female ghost who has been following him, at this time, is trying to stop He Weihui with her teeth and claws. It is a pity that no matter how hard she tries, she can't touch him at all because of her lack of spiritual power.