Yao Jing pulled the strap of her underwear. She bought it years ago, but now it was actually tight.

"How come this pound of meat has grown on my breasts..." Yao Jing muttered in annoyance.

At the same time, on the other side.

Zhao Dalong drove his car back to the downstairs of his home.

His family lived in an old-fashioned building. The walls of the building were already pitted and looked like they had a long history.

Zhao Dalong parked the car, hid the car keys and went upstairs.

Their house lives on the second floor, and it's just a flight of stairs away.

Zhao Dalong came to the door of his house and glanced at the four red characters on the wall, debt and repayment. He frowned slightly, opened the door and walked in.

Inside the door is a slightly desolate living room.

There is a simple round table in the middle of the living room, surrounded by a few work chairs. In the front of the living room is an LCD TV, and an electric fan is placed next to the TV.

A woman with a sallow complexion was sitting at a round table. There were some small objects on the table, and the woman was assembling them.

"Back!" Seeing Zhao Dalong coming back, the woman quickly stood up and poured water.

"Yeah!" Zhao Dalong nodded.

"Have you had a lot of drinks at night? The baby has already fallen asleep." The woman handed a glass of water to Zhao Dalong.

"Oh..." Zhao Dalong glanced at the things on the table and said, "What is that?"

"The neighbor next door found some handicrafts for me. I can make hundreds of them in one night for a dime." The woman said with a smile. All five of her fingers were wrapped with tape because the ones on the table were

The edges and corners of those things are very sharp and can easily scratch people.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work!" Zhao Dalong said, took a sip of water and handed the water glass to the woman.

"Dalong... how much do you... owe outside?" the woman asked cautiously.

"Not much, just a little bit. Don't pay attention to those people... I'm tired. I'm going to sleep in the small room first. You stay with the baby." Zhao Dalong said, walked into a room next to him, and then locked the door.

The woman looked at this scene, sighed, and sat down at the round table to continue her handiwork.

In Zhao Dalong's room, Zhao Dalong found a headset and plugged it into his mobile phone, then skillfully opened the live broadcast software, entered Song Siqing's room, and then directly gave a 500-yuan rocket as a meeting gift.

"Brother Dalong is here!"

"Brother Dalong is mighty and domineering!"

The screen is full of barrages flattering Zhao Dalong. Zhao Dalong is lying on a simple wooden bed, blowing on the fan, humming a little tune, and is happy.
Chapter completed!