Any Books Like My 26-Year-Old Female Tenant? Please!

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This is basically all Tomato fan fiction, which is fine.

4 魂 I Took Over a Female Tenant’s Body, and Le Dawan Is My Wife A Former Acquaintance from One Day Ago225k WordsCompleted 2.7kReads8.1Score190Shelves

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Wednesday, time is not in a hurry. The sky in Xitang is blue without a single cloud. On the way to the convenience window to collect evidence, I hesitated whether to send a message to Le Yao, but CC's words put a psychological burden on me, and I was always afraid of complications. But I promised Le Yao yesterday that I would tell her. I think she should be filming on the set now, so she doesn't have time. "Le Dazhi, my passport has been issued and I have to fly to Hong Kong today." I sent the edited message and then added another message. "If you don't have time, don't bother. I'll take you to play next time." Within a few seconds, Le Yao replied to my voice message with a bit of overbearing cuteness in her voice: "See you in Pudong, don't even think about sneaking away alone." Then she added a fist-waving emoji. I'm a little confused, does she really not have to film today? I looked at the time and saw that it would take more than two hours to get from Hengdian to Pudong. I sent a message back to Le Yao: "We'll wait for you at the departure area for Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. We won't wait until 12 o'clock." I was looking forward to how Le Yao would reply, but this time she didn't reply right away. I didn't know what she was busy with, but I really only planned to wait for her until 12 o'clock. Regarding this long trip out of the country, neither of us actually called the other to discuss the details. Maybe this is my journey alone. ... After submitting the last application receipt at the public security window, I got my ID smoothly. After returning to the inn, the boy was already busy at the bar, looking good, much better than when he was sleeping. "Here, Mr. Tong has brought you a breakfast." The boy raised his eyes and saw that I was back. He put his hand on the bar, raised his eyebrows and raised his chin at me: "Brother Yoyang, where are you carrying the guitar?" "So early in the morning, there are beautiful girls getting up in Xitang?" "How do I remember that there are only those ladies doing laundry?" I ignored the childish joke, but his words provided inspiration for charity activities a few days later. I put the breakfast on the counter and said sternly to him: "Brother has to go on a long trip recently. If anything happens at the inn, I'll take care of it myself." As soon as I finished speaking, the boy asked excitedly: "Are you going to tell me about your girlfriend?" "What are you thinking about?" "Can your thoughts be more pure?" I scolded the boy angrily. "What's wrong with you?" "You're a full man but you don't know a hungry man is hungry!" The boy retorted, squeezing his neck. Seeing how anxious he was, I suddenly laughed. I really wanted to tell him, brother, I am hungry too! "Mr. Tong, you should manage these two inns well." "Otherwise, people will follow you to eat and drink whatever they want from now on?" "Your business is my brother's business. I promise to find you a good sister-in-law." I promised the boy, patting my chest. The boy didn't react for a while, and he was even a little moved, and looked silly at me with a red face. "Brother Yang, how long are you planning to go out?" "About three or four days, very soon." "Then I will be left alone to guard the empty room again." After the boy finished speaking, he sighed meaningfully. Boy, just be patient, these two inns will be given to you and Xiaoyun as wedding gifts from now on. After returning to the room, I packed two summer clothes from my last trip to Guizhou, stuffed the mobile phone charger in, and confirmed that my ID card, Hong Kong and Macau pass, and bank card were all in the bag. I dug into the closet and put on an embroidered pure white polo shirt, a pair of matching shorts and sneakers, and put on the pair of aviator sunglasses. I looked in the mirror and tugged on the collar of my Polo shirt. It looked pretty good overall, with a proper mix and match style. All I needed was a golf club in my hand. I threw my travel bag into the trunk and was about to drive away when I suddenly saw a boy chasing me out of the inn, grabbing the door frame of the inn and shouting at me with a serious face: "Brother Yang, you just said you would find me a good sister-in-law... This is wrong!" I was amused by his delayed reflex arc and leaned against the car door to reply: "Brother Yang, will you still lie to you?" "Just like I told you before, I know a big music celebrity!" The boy thought for a while and nodded half-heartedly. "Let's go." After starting the engine, I stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly started to move. The white walls and green tiles in the rearview mirror began to slowly move back. The boy was still saying goodbye to me at the door. ... When we arrived at "Pudong Airport for departures from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan", it was less than an hour before 12 noon. I don't know if Le Yao will show up. If she doesn't show up, should I be disappointed or happy. After I smoked a cigarette at the entrance of the departure hall, I entered the hall, found a seat by the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down. I put my bag aside and took out my phone to check the flight information. The latest flight to Hong Kong was in two hours. No new message popped up on the phone screen, and Le Yao's dialog box was still stuck on the sentence from the morning, "See you in Pudong, don't even think about sneaking away alone." I held the phone and turned it around a few times, and suddenly felt a little funny. It was obviously what I said, "Don't wait when it's late," and I glanced at the entrance from time to time. The uncle sitting next to me was eating a bacon sandwich. When the aroma wafted over, I realized that I was a little hungry. I just stood up and wanted to buy a cup of coffee. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure in a floral fisherman's hat with a large brim. The brim of the hat was very low. But when he passed by me, he lightly bumped my arm with his elbow. "11:40, Not late." Le Yao took off her hat, slid her sunglasses to the tip of her nose, winked at me, and said coquettishly, "Humph, it seems someone didn't dare to run away early." After speaking, Le Yao put on her hat again and pushed her glasses back. "Le Yao?" "What? Don't you recognize me?" Le Yao stood there, wearing a light blue tennis skirt suit with white edges that made her figure particularly agile. The neckline of her short-sleeved top was decorated with delicate embroidery, and the hem of the skirt gently touched her snow-white thighs, giving her a sporty and playful look. On her feet was a pair of white Gucci sneakers. The red and green stripes on the sides of the shoes were particularly eye-catching under the light, which perfectly matched the mini chain bag of the same color in her hand. She casually hung up the floral fisherman hat with a large brim she had just worn on her bag, revealing a loosely rolled up low ponytail, with a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, sweet and cool, as if she had just come off the tennis court, with a sunny aura. "Still watching?" She lightly kicked my shoes with her toes, "Didn't you say you're flying to Hong Kong? The flight shouldn't be waiting for you." I finally came back to my senses and wanted to ask her if she had postponed the show, if she had eaten on the way, and even what was going on with her crisp tennis outfit? "Don't you have to film today?" "I had to take leave last night." Is she just sitting back and waiting? "We match up well today." I said as if I had nothing to say. Le Yao pulled me around half a circle, scanned me from top to bottom, then looked up at his light blue suit, and grinned: "Oh, it looks good. Did you know in advance that I was going to wear a sporty style, and you deliberately matched my style?" She took half a step closer to me, and the body fragrance mixed with the smell of sunshine floated over her. Only then did I notice that she had a small pearl earring behind her ear, which was sweet in contrast to the neatness of her sportswear. Le Yao and I walked into the hall while talking. "It's just a coincidence." I coughed dryly and looked at the bag in her hand, "No luggage?" "It's just two or three days off, a small bag is enough." She shook the mini chain bag in her hand, and the metal chain made a tinny sound, "Besides, can I go to Hong Kong without shopping?" Her small bag can only hold two lipsticks at most. "Shopping? Do you still have money?" I deliberately teased Le Yao. Le Yao suddenly stopped, her sunglasses pushed up on her head, her eyes widened, her voice suddenly rose an octave, and she said with a bit of anger: "Zhaoyang! You have the nerve to say that?!" She took another step forward, her light blue skirt tightened due to the movement, pointed at my nose and shouted angrily: "Should I have some pocket money?" "There should be, there should be." I quickly took half a step back, avoiding her angry eyes, and said flatteringly, "Don't be angry, it's not like I won't pay you back." "I've seen enough, so you're ready to sell yourself." After Le Yao said, she smiled, then quickened her pace and walked straight towards the counter of Shanghai Airlines. …

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