I choose a beautiful girl roommate over a domestic gigolo

His anger reached its peak, frightening the maid so much that her shoulders trembled.

"Leave the second floor immediately. No one can come up without my order!" Su Younian roared.

The girl stared with eyes as big as copper bells, burst into tears, and ran downstairs.

Su Younian slammed the door shut, blocking out the crying sounds, and thought to herself, are maids so fragile these days?

The phone vibrated on the bedside. It was an unfamiliar call. Su Younian hesitated for a moment and then picked up the phone: "Hello."

"Hello, would you like to come to my house to charge your magical beast?" An Ruoyun said, pinching her throat.

Hearing her voice, Su Younian's irritability reached a peak again. He said decisively: "Our family is not so poor that we don't even have electricity. Why should we go to your house?"

An Ruoyun agreed with what he said: "Yes, there are no such poor people in H City." She also asked appropriately, "But is your beast charged?"

Su Younian was woken up by the maid and had no time to check. When he heard this, he didn't even put on his slippers. He knelt in front of the bedside table and tapped the watch twice.

Colorful lights were spinning in the circle on the surface, and a powerful force seemed to be about to break through the surface and gush out.

Su Younian touched his earlobe expectantly, muttering to himself, "Come out, my little beast!"

The lights began to flicker violently, and finally went out.

"What? Is the baby really stillborn?" Su Younian shook his watch nervously.

Forgetting that the phone on the bed hadn't been hung up, An Ruoyun, who was listening to his words, imagined his expression and laughed out loud: "No, maybe the beast doesn't want to eat your electricity."

"Nonsense." Su Younian clenched his fists, convinced that An Ruoyun was playing tricks.

He lives in the most prosperous area of ​​H City, and he has to pay taxes on electricity, so it must be better than other places.

"Believe it or not...hiss!" An Ruoyun hissed when she was halfway through her words.

He sat up with a somersault, looked at the manicurist with a gloomy look, muted the call, and kicked the manicurist in the chest.

He kicked the man several meters away, touched the toenail's skin, and cursed: "You pierced my foot."

An Ruoyun regards feet and hands as more important.

"Hello, why aren't you talking? Send me your home address and I'll come to see you in the afternoon." Su Younian shouted twice into the phone, but there was no answer from the other end.

After waiting for a long time, he heard a beep and the phone was hung up. Su Younian's face turned pale and he couldn't help cursing: "Psycho!"

After a few seconds, I received another text message from this phone number. When I clicked it, it showed a detailed address.

——Building 17 on the right in the China Southern Airlines Villa Area.

He stretched, found a piece of clothes in the closet to change into, washed up quickly, and accompanied Su Xixi to the community hospital for a pregnancy check-up.

After lunch, I took a beautifully packaged box and sent a message to An Ruoyun - I'll be leaving soon, remember what you promised me.

The other end replied with "OK" almost immediately.

"Are you going out again in the afternoon? There are only four days of vacation in a month." Su Xixi stared at the pink box, feeling a pang of pain in her heart.

Su Younian looked up at her. The knife and fork placed on her watch showed no signs of being touched, and his appetite was lost.

"You can't eat this stuff!"

The family's nutritionist went home to take care of his daughter-in-law during her confinement period, and the chefs cooked according to Su Younian's preferences.

As long as Su Xixi doesn't have a miscarriage, he dares to put any food on the table.

Su Xixi fell into his arms, hooked her hands around his neck, and said weakly and innocently: "No, I just feel a little dizzy."

"Then I'll call 120 for you!" Su Younian is still a straight man at heart.

When Su Xixi heard this, she refused outright.

She ordered Su Younian to go to the room to get her some spare medicine, and poked the pink gift box twice with her rosy fingernails.

The delicate facial features were all moved, and she was jealous to the point of madness, slowly untying the bow wrapped around it...

"No medicine found."

Su Younian searched her room thoroughly, but found nothing but flowers in it, spotless, without a single medicine bottle.

Su Xixi pulled out the chair, shifted her heavy body, and said dejectedly, "It's okay, I'll just sleep a little longer in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'm going to a classmate's house this afternoon and will visit my sister's hotel by the way," Su Younian reported to her, put on his headphones and went out.

He didn't want to come and see it. The Nanhang Villa District was very close to the hotel run by Su Yan. If you wanted to take a shortcut, you had to go through the entrance of Grace Hotel.

Su Yan would sit at the hotel front desk on weekends. She knew all his license plates, and if he passed by her door without going in to take a look, it would make Su Younian seem petty.

"What's going on? Why is the entrance to Grace Hotel so crowded?"

The drivers standing on the outer sidewalk clapped their hands, heartbroken. Su Younian's sports car was also stuck on the road, his carport open.

The people standing next to him were discussing quite loudly, and since he had a skylight, it was hard for him not to hear.

"The Grace Hotel stands in the middle of the intersection. Now there's trouble. How can we do business?"

"Oh, stop talking about it. It's not easy for the female owner of the Grace Hotel to have to deal with such a person."

The noisy taxi driver squatting under the shade of the tree complained in a loud voice, which attracted Su Younian's attention.

He took out a wad of bills and held it out the window, then raised his chin towards the group of drivers and said, "Tell me what happened up ahead."

Several drivers rushed over and said in unison:

"It seems like the H High School Express students came to visit the hotel owner. We don't know what exactly happened."

"Yeah, this is blocking the intersection and we can't even do business."

"Express class?" Su Younian opened the car door, holding a beer bottle and rushed to the entrance of Grace Hotel.

Someone rushed towards him quickly from behind. Su Younian slowed down and dodged past, and the black shadow behind him missed him.

Falling to the ground, Su Younian poked the man's head with the stick. "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Brother, it's me!" The chubby Zhao Feng turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

Su Younian was also a little surprised, and took the person's hand and lifted him up.

Zhao Feng touched his shoulder: "I saw you just now in the back, holding a wad of banknotes, and your hands are so beautiful."

He touched Su Younian's red sports car again and exclaimed: "This car is great! When did you pick it up?"

"This is the 18th birthday gift my father gave me. Isn't it cool?" Su Younian put his arm around his shoulders, feeling relieved.

Zhao Feng is a gangster, much better than those stupid young masters in the fast team.

"Brother, is there something wrong with you holding the bottle of wine?" Zhao Feng looked at the bottle of wine in his hand and always observed his expression.

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"Really? You can see that?" Su Younian shook the wine bottle in his hand.

Zhao Feng licked his dry lips and rubbed his hands together, asking, "Do you want to call a few brothers over?"

　In his opinion, the most correct choice is to fight more against fewer in a just way.

The bright tiles of the hotel reflected the sunlight, making Su Younian's eyes hurt and his ears buzz. The quarrels around him made him upset.

Su Younian closed his eyes, and his usually clear and bright eyes were now covered with dark circles. His thin figure, carrying a bottle of wine, looked very abrupt.

There was no momentum at all, and only when Zhao Feng stood behind him did he manage to add a bit of ruthlessness to his aura.

This is how Su Younian is in An Ruoyun's heart.

No matter how fierce...

The two walked to the scene of the incident one after the other, leaving only a red-splattered mahogany door and a disheveled Su Yan.

"What's wrong?" Su Younian rushed forward and held Su Yan's hand. The sharp sirens of the police car made the three people standing there nervous.

The person who called the police looked dazed at this moment. Su Younian glanced at them, and several of them shook their heads and said nothing.

"What do you think?" Su Younian just asked this question.

Su Yan pursed her lips, her eyes moistened, and tears as big as beans fell down. She huddled in Su Younian's arms and choked out sobs: "Brother, brother, I don't know...what's going on."

She had just changed into her uniform and came to work when she was blocked at the door and a bucket of red ink was poured on her. The furnishings in the hotel were also smashed to pieces.

"The matter has been investigated clearly. It's a civil dispute. Can I compensate you with 20,000 yuan?" The policeman in plain clothes was over 1.95 meters tall. The muscular outline of the man's upper body could be vaguely seen through the formal plain clothes.

Su Yan remembered him. He was Su Younian's younger brother and a well-known figure in the H City underworld. He was the one who won the first prize in Sanda Fighting a year ago.

Su Younian squeezed her palm.

Su Yan's eyes were unfocused, and she choked as she spoke carefully, "It seems like they didn't want to participate in the internship and came to destroy the exam venue. Or maybe they came here on purpose to embarrass me."

"Do you know those people?" Su Younian brushed the hair by her ear and looked away at her face.

Su Yan nodded and said, "It's our Song Zhu. They have always disliked me."

Song Zhu?!

Su Younian had also heard a few things about the ups and downs in school.

Song Zhu's father is the landlord here. Song Zhu is a stupid son of a real landlord. He is so stupid and stupid that he still goes to school sucking on a pacifier at such a big age.

On the first day of class division, I fell in love with Su Younian at first sight.

I don't know how such a fool got into the fast class. Su Younian was embarrassed and patted her on the back: "Brother will take care of this matter."

"Yes, big sister, this matter is on me." Zhao Feng patted his chest with a righteous look on his face.

"Thank you very much. If the other party is too powerful, you must protect yourself first." Su Yan cried with tears in her eyes, and her fingers were cracking.

She was filled with hatred for the hotel she had worked so hard to build, which had been ruined like this.

"it is good."

Song Zhu also has a hotel at home.

The hotel is an international chain, but they didn’t choose any chain hotels, but chose Su Yan’s hotel instead. That’s very infuriating.

"Let's go, call some people, and go to the hotel across the street to check it out!" Su Younian took his younger brother with murderous intent and walked towards the hotel across the street.

Zhao Feng was calling people all the way, and Su Younian happened to pass by the sports car being towed away by the police.

A group of social people gathered together and lined up on the road.

"Won't such ostentation attract the attention of the police?"

Su Younian stood there, looking back at the people behind him. The group of people behind him were all non-schoolers and were not afraid of having a criminal record.

H Gao doesn't study hard and gets into fights, so he'll be sent to a juvenile detention center.

The juvenile detention center is full of tough guys, and the leading ones among them can force people to commit suicide.

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes and said firmly, "Don't worry, brother. It's okay. The new sheriff is my lover."

Lover? Or have you figured out a plan?

The two words have the same pronunciation, but their meanings are completely different. The new sheriff is a man!

"You you" Su Younian called out twice and looked into Zhao Feng's eyes.

Zhao Feng answered him without reservation: "Yes, he is my lover! I am the top and he is the bottom."

The younger brothers behind him were not surprised at all to hear his answer, as if they were already used to such operations.

Su Younian adjusted his expression and coughed twice: "It doesn't matter what you do, big brother supports you."

In the towering hotel, Su Younian pushed open the glass door, kicked the front desk table with his slender, straight legs, and said through gritted teeth: "Son of a bitch, call out your Song Zhu."

"He's not here. You can leave a message if you have any questions." The receptionist looked very smart, and what she said made Su Younian hard to believe.

He brought so many minions with him that the revolving glass door at the entrance couldn't be fixed and kept spinning.

A large group of people stood in front of the front desk. Except for Zhao Feng, they were all wearing black suits and looking at the receptionist with gloomy faces.

The doorman at the door was smart enough to take out his cell phone and inform Song Zhu.

Song Zhu came alone, holding an electric baton in his hand. He walked closer, and Su Younian looked at his face.

He had an extremely ugly face, and one of his front teeth fell out when he was cursing.

"You bunch of bastards, why are you running here to have fun? Don't you see whose territory this is?" Song Zhu looked at them, suppressing his timidity and showing his watch.

In the eyes of those who don’t know much about the subject, watches can only be owned by students with high H scores. Most students with powerful superpowers and divine beasts will be able to save people in times of crisis.