"Damn fatty, why are you here?"
Even though Lin Xiao was blocking the door, Big Head Yang still shamelessly found a crack in the door and squeezed in. He started to look around. He even walked around the house as if he was back in his own house. "Not bad. Three in and three out. It's indeed a pity for you to live alone."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao immediately had a bad feeling. He grabbed Big Head Yang and asked warily, "Damn fatty, what do you mean? Don't tell me you're coming to stay too?"
Big Head Yang nodded without thinking. "Of course. Why else do you think I came all the way here to see you? Why do I care so much about you?" Big Head Yang went back to the door and quickly brought in two big bags. "This is your room on the east side, right? Then I'll stay on the west side and give you enough privacy. Don't say that I don't take care of you." He carried his backpack to the empty room beside him.