The Vicious Female Partner Must Die [Wear the Book]

    Lu Zhiyu recognized at a glance that the young woman playing the guitar on the balcony next door was Nayico.

    Last time at the electronic syllable festival, she was too impressed by this deviant young man, her mixed-race face with unique southern European characteristics and the ugly scars on her face were hard to forget.

    Nayico played a few monotonous notes on the guitar, and noticed Lu Zhiyu lying on the balcony railing on one side, she recognized it for a while in the night, and the surprised expression on her face was undoubtedly revealed, "Xiaoyu, are you Xiaoyu? It's a little hard to see at night, so you live here."

    "You read that right, huh, it's really a coincidence that the youth hostel you live in is next to my house."

    Lu Zhi touched the back of her head in embarrassment, and quickly pulled the collar of her pajamas from the neckline, and straightened her loose clothes. She was a little unsightly in this ghostly appearance.

    They were talking one by one when the glass door of the balcony was roughly pushed open.

    Several students in high school uniforms surrounded Nayico badly.

     A tall girl led by a tattered mountaineering bag threw it on Nayico's body and said rudely: "We don't welcome you to live with us, please find Would you like to stay in another room?"

    Another sesame-faced girl with a ponytail also said with disgust: "I'm not afraid of scaring people at night with such a face."

    A girl with glasses who looked more immature in the back also echoed and said, "Yes, yes, what kind of rags do you see she is wearing? At first glance, she is not a good person, maybe she is picking up junk on the street. , This youth hostel is only 50 yuan a night, and the safety is not guaranteed, and it will be **** in the middle of the night if it is not allowed."

    Maybe her vision was different. When she saw what the group of students said was ragged, her eyes seemed to see gold, and they lit up.

    It's so funny, the mountaineering bag made of rags that they lost in their hands is limited to the high-end brand w family, every time the limit is released, the w family is limited to the online auction for the items , Let’s not talk about it, this bag is also worth 50,000 or 60,000….

    W's products have always been pretentious and pretentious, and bells and whistles are not practical. People who have no money will never spend tens of thousands of dollars on a useless mountaineering bag. Are mountaineering bags fragrant? Only rich people who pretend to be rich will buy it. Don't look at the rags, shiny shells and seemingly cheap fake jewelry patterns on the surface of the package, make sure the materials are good enough, and the real gold and silver are good goods.

    A tattered mountaineering bag that can carry 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, she will also pick up the tattered bag.

    Lu Zhi's uncontrollable smile immediately attracted the attention of the college girls on the balcony next door.

    The tall girl rolled her eyes, "Who are you, what are you looking at?"

    The girl with the ponytail patted her tall head and said, "Why do I think the **** the balcony looks familiar, shouldn't she be from our school?"

    The glasses girl echoed, "I also think, it looks familiar, but it shouldn't be from school, she looks so good, and she should be the school beauty level in school, it's impossible not to know."

    Lu Zhiyu lied in her heart for a while, and when someone recognized her address, she was about to change her place to live.

    "Excuse me, I'm sorry, please continue, I'm just a passerby."

     Her voice changed, and after she finished speaking in bold, she opened the balcony door without looking back and walked in.

    "This person is a bit strange, forget it, whatever she does, don't divert her attention, let's kick that girl out first, this foreign girl is not serious at first glance, look at her waist There are still tattoos on it, she can smoke, and she wears a tight top that shows her belly button. It looks like a sale, and it’s messy abroad, so I can’t guarantee that this woman is still taking drugs.”

    When the tall girl saw her little sisters, they turned their attention to the beautiful woman who suddenly appeared on the balcony next door, and said loudly.

    The glasses girl said: "Let this foreign girl get out first."

    The girl with the ponytail said: "The youth hostel only has girls in our room. It's not good."

    "What's the matter with so much, just drive her out anyway."

    Just as a few girls were talking, they wanted to gather around and take Nayico's guitar.

    A strange bold female voice suddenly came out from the balcony next door, "That foreign friend, they don't want to live with you, then you go to the front desk to refund the money, come to my house, I still owe you a Have a late night snack, haven't you forgotten?"

    Nayico's deep eyes are bright, and the corner of his mouth has a successful smile, "Xiaoyu, are you telling the truth? I'm glad you didn't take me as a person of unknown origin."

    Across a back wall, Lu Zhiyu said seriously, "It's true, we're WeChat friends we met, and where we came from is unknown."

    Nayico's eyes brightened and he smiled gently, "Xiaoyu, thank you for your trust."

    Several students showed a smile of achievement of the mission on their faces, walked into the house, and surrounded Nayico one by one.

    Nayico put the guitar in the bag, opened the zipper of the mountaineering bag, and the people who looked at the stacks of hundred-dollar bills were dazzled.

    She distributed stacks of banknotes to several students one by one, breathing clouds with cigars in her mouth, and said: "You performed well, but you took my money, and your mouths are also Shut up tight and don't talk about what happened tonight."

    She gave another money to the boys who were watching the play in the house, "You too, remember what I said when you take the money."

    The students were smiling happily with the money, lying on the bed and counting, this is real money, this foreigner has a lot of stupid money, and it is too good to chop.

    The glasses girl curiously said: "Who lives next door, I always feel familiar."

    Nayico was carrying a guitar bag, carrying a mountaineering bag, a bad smile raised on the corner of his lips, and left a sentence, "The public face, the public figure, the public's home clothes, can you Don't you look familiar?"

    The door closed, and several female students sat on the bunks and couldn't help thinking.

      The cheapest fast food.

    If they also had this kind of popular face, this kind of popular figure, they would wake up from the bed with a smile every day.

    Nayico bent down and put her shoes on the porch, put on slippers, and saw the clean and bright living room, which made her senses comfortable, and looked forward to spending a night here.

     Approaching the sofa in the living room, the documents on the table attract attention.

    Nayico put the guitar and mountaineering bag in a corner of the sofa, and flipped through the documents on the table. When he turned to the audition table of the movie "Leng Xiang", his face changed for a moment. think.

    "Eating barbecue at night is not good for your health. I happen to have ingredients at home. We can cook a small hot pot in the living room and eat it."

    Lu Zhiyu walked out of the kitchen with a hot pot with clear soup and bone broth, and saw Nayico standing cautiously in front of the sofa, and said enthusiastically: "Sit down, by the way, help me put the documents on the table Put them all on the shelf under the table."

    Nayico smiled and made an ok gesture, stretched out his hand to organize the documents and placed them in the second compartment, rolled up his sleeves and helped Lu Zhiyu put the rectangular pot with hot soup stably on the table.

    Lu Zhiyu held a drink in front of the refrigerator, turned around with a smile and asked Nayico, "What drink would you like to drink? There are soda, coconut water, milk, blueberry juice."

    Nayico was a little unaccustomed to Lu Zhiyu's enthusiasm, he blinked his right eye unconsciously, and said, "Actually, it's fine, but I prefer to drink some wine that warms my stomach. If you don't have wine, have a drink. Blueberry juice is fine."

    "I have wine at home. Occasionally a small sip can nourish my skin. Drinking too much is bad for my health, so I don't drink it."

    From Lu Zhiyu's point of view, Nayico has been marked as a hidden tyrant. If you can give Ruan Suhuai a sponsor, that would be even better.

    For her, at this stage, she is short of money and opportunities. If this Nayico is a hidden NPC, it is best, but it is not fine. Having a local tyrant friend can also broaden her Circle of people.

    Lu Zhiyu put a plate of chopped beef, bought tripe yellow throat and hot pot dumplings aside, and put the enoki mushrooms and vegetables in a row, and handed a pair of chopsticks to After visiting Nayico, I greeted foreign friends friendly, "You can use chopsticks, right?"

    Nayico nodded, took the chopsticks, stared at the clear soup bones in the hot pot with blue eyes, looked at Lu Zhiyu and said, "Don't you put the hot pot base seasoning packet? Fish, you are very healthy."

    If you put those hot pot bases, Nayico may refuse. Although she can accept charcoal barbecue, she cannot accept hot pot that does not originate from the European continent. She rarely eats hot pot when she comes to C country. This kind of delicacy prepared with waste oil and monosodium glutamate has no interest in her, but seeing that it was Lu Zhiyu's tube-bone soup base, she felt that her stomach was a little bit eager, and her cunning taste buds were satisfied.

    "It's not a professional reason. Eating spicy base is easy to get pimples and get angry, and it will not look good when you are on the mirror. I told you that I am an unknown network anchor."

    Lu Zhiyu put a piece of beef in the pot with ease, the depression in her heart was lightened by the visitor, and the air in the room felt a lot fresher with one more person, she opened it Hoisin sauce, said: "Can you eat coriander? Now that the water is boiling, you can put things."

    Nayico quickly refused and waved, "I don't eat coriander, soy sauce, spring onion, seafood sauce will do."

    Nayico watched with horror as Lu Zhiyu stirred the hoisin sauce with coriander. She didn't understand the taste of Chinese people. How can this pungent and strange coriander be used as a seasoning, and Indian curries are just as bad as Thai Tom Yum.

    Lu Zhiyu dipped a piece of beef in the sauce, took the public chopsticks and put down the dish, and said, "Last time I saw you at an electronic music festival, I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

    "I also think it's amazing. I just came back from the k bar and searched for the nearest hotel. This youth hostel is cheap and convenient. I didn't expect this youth hostel to have two large rooms and a bunch of them. Strangers live in one room, maybe it's a nationality issue, and they're not very friendly to me."

    Nayico's chopsticks moved and caught a ball. Unexpectedly, the ball slipped again in the boiling water. She tried many times and couldn't hold it. She watched Lu Zhiyu holding it easily. Putting the **** into the bowl, she refused to admit defeat and continued to poke the **** with her chopsticks. The white **** jumped like a loach and slipped away from under her chopsticks.

    Lu Zhiyu was amused by Nayico's distressed look, picked up the public chopsticks next to him and said, "I'll help you fish what you want to eat, or I'll get you a spoon?"

    Nayico propped his chin, looked at the boiling water in the pot, and said, "It's better to have a spoon."

    She watched Lu Zhiyu go to the kitchen to get a spoon, turned her head and said, "Xiaoyu, I saw the script on your desk, are you going to audition?"

    Lu Zhiyu put the spoon in front of Nayico, sat on the mat on the ground, and said, "Yeah, and I'm bound to win this audition."

    Nayico held a spoon, his eyes flashed slightly, and said with interest: "Xiaoyu, do you want to be an actor? I am very interested in acting, and I want to transform from a singer. I'm an actor, but I've never acted before. If you can, can you come and demonstrate for a while. Can I come to you for a try in the future?"

    Lu Zhi took a sip of soup, suddenly a light flashed in front of his eyes, and a road to fortune gradually appeared in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, but I'm tired now and don't want to demonstrate. I live here. , if you have time, you can call me, I can be your acting teacher, but well, if you are a tutor or something, you will be billed by the hour, and I am a professional, so I will charge you 200 yuan per session."

    Nayico glanced at the script and said, "I think you have several auditions tomorrow, can you take me to see it? And I saw the name written on it, your name is Lu Zhi meet, right?"

    The corners of her lips raised, "The one who debuted in the superstar era, the popular idol Lu Zhiyu now?"

    Lu Zhiyu was stunned, why did she forget that Nayico next to her was a WeChat friend she joined, not bad, but she once said that she was her fan.

    It's over, stars will meet fans in private offline, this is a taboo! What if Nayico has malicious intentions and threatens her! Or take a picture of her without an image and send it to a public information platform, and she will be finished.

    Just as she was thinking about it, a clear and bright guitar tune sounded.

    Nayico played a few paragraphs holding the guitar, she looked at her with longing and appreciation in her eyes.

    Lu Zhiyu coughed, put down his chopsticks and said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

    Nayico said: "Seeing you frowning and worrying, I just want to make you happy. This "Adelida" still has some effect, you don't seem to be in such a bad mood anymore ."

    Lu Zhiyu's face was embarrassed, looking at Nayico's sincere and clear eyes like a child, she suddenly felt that she was thinking too much.

    Nayico's eyes were shining brightly, he put down his guitar and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm your fan, but don't worry, I won't interfere in your life at will. However, tomorrow you go to the audition. , I really hope you can take me to see it, I really have an actor dream, and I really want to see how you act on the spot."

    Lu Zhi thought in embarrassment, if he took Nayico with him, how should he tell Rose that if he was photographed by the paparazzi, it would not affect her well, it was absolutely impossible.

    Nayico said with a smile, "Xiaoyu, you don't have to worry, I can try to be your assistant, then I won't be suspected by others."

    When Lu Zhi was thinking about it, Nayico immediately made a decision for her.

    "We live together now, and it feels a little unreal. But Xiaoyu, please don't drive me out, otherwise it will be hard to say if your house is squatting with paparazzi."

    Nayico smiled like a sly fox, rudely swept away the remaining ingredients in the pot with a spoon and chopsticks, and wiped his mouth with a paper towel.

    "Is there no guest room in your house? Can I lie on your bed?"

    Nayico took off her denim jacket and acted casually like her own. She was about to open Lu Zhiyu's bedroom door, but was stopped by Lu Zhiyu.

    Lu Zhiyu stood in front of the bedroom door, watching Nayico raise an eyebrow at her, regretted inviting her to the house, and said coldly, "You Go take a shower first, and I will sleep on the sofa tonight, if you want to sleep in the bedroom, you can do whatever you want, don't mess with my things, or no matter what, I will call the police and say you broke into the house without permission."

    Nayico let out an "oh", looked around the interior of the bedroom, and said, "What about pajamas, do you have them? I didn't bring them."

    Lu Zhiyu took out a nightdress from the drawer and threw it on Nayico's face, and said unhappily, "Take it, I won't accompany you when you take a bath."

    Nayico's mature and magnetic female voice whispered, "Xiaoyu, it's totally fine if you want to watch me take a bath by the side, I don't mind if you want to take a bath with me."

    "No, my bathroom is not a public bathhouse, so it can't hold so many people."

    Lu Zhiyu rolled her eyes speechlessly, and felt that her intuition was a little inaccurate. She felt that Nayico was a good person to get along with. , The other party seemed to be a bit unspeakably bad, which made her feel uncomfortable.

    The TV was turned on, and it was playing Ruan Suhuai's Xianxia drama last year. She was dressed in white fluttering, and she really felt like the number one beauty in the world of self-cultivation. It's a pity that as soon as she said the lines with a stiff face and raised eyebrows, she made her play a bit.

    Lu Zhiyu watched the TV series absent-mindedly, flipping through the script in his hand, his eyelids became tired before he knew it, lying on the sofa groggy, and soon fell asleep tiredly .

    In the nightmare, someone seemed to gently kiss her on the forehead, and the blanket was pulled up to cover her body.

    Nayico wiped her hair, her beautiful exotic face had no scars and was full of unique charm, she picked up the remote control on the table to turn off the TV, and bent over the sleeping Lu Zhi Yu whispered softly in his ear, "Good night, my baby."

      . But during this period of time, she found that in order to prevent mistakes in the exchange of identities, the content of the information recorded in the diary was incorrect. Xiaoshu frequently mentioned an unknown woman with the surname L, and she could always find this in Xiaoshu's information file. Profile of an artist named Lu Zhiyu.

    "It turns out that you like this kind of simple woman, Xiaoshu, after so many years of fighting, you still have weaknesses."

    Nayico's blue eyes turned smartly, the corners of his mouth turned up strangely, and his beautiful face was sinister and sinister.

    "Of course I won't let you get what you want. If you want to destroy her, then I will cultivate her and make her a being that you are afraid of."