The villa is so big on the third floor. There are four of them, one in two. It's enough.
Wen Cheng thought, but didn't notice what was wrong with his idea.
Smell speech, Zheng Zhonghe but smile to wave a hand, "that can't, the old man has already arranged, this villa is Miss Shu orange's, over there is repairing, is for Miss Shi Qi.".
He said that these two buildings belong to you. No one can raise any objection. It's better to be respectful than obedient.
You've been working hard all the way. I'll ask the kitchen to send you some simple meals. First, you'll have some food to fill your stomach. If you have any other orders, just press the call bell in the room. "
Yan Shiqi, who hasn't spoken for a long time, turns his eyes and looks at the renovated villa. His heart is a little hot.
From grandfather's arbitrary arrangement, but full of his deepest concern.
After Zheng Zhonghe left, Wen Cheng and Yan Shiqi looked at each other and said, "let's go in and have a look."
The two men, who had been acting as background boards behind them, had a slight eye contact, and only after a short time did they pace in.
The decoration style of this western style house is very novel. It has not only modern home design, but also warm atmosphere of life.
The living room is facing the sun, and a large amount of sunlight sprinkles into the doors and windows. On this day, the imperial capital is cloudless, which is a rare good weather.
Wen Cheng pulls inkstone Shiqi into the villa, turns around in the living room, and then sits on the cloth sofa.
It's very warm in the room, which is different from the gas heating in Licheng. In the northern imperial capital, geothermal heating is used. The dry heat comes to the face, and instantly dispels the cool tide on the clothes.
At this time, Qin Baiyu leisurely stepped on the stairs opposite the living room. Standing on the steps, he opened his hand to Shiqi, and blurted out with a warm call, "Xiaoqi, come here."
Inkstone when seven looking at his shadow against the light, a hot heart, do not want to get up and walk in the past.
Wen Cheng blinked behind her, "what are you doing..."
"Orange, come here, too." Lei Ruixiu calmly interrupted her.
As soon as Wen Cheng turns his head, he sees Lei Rui standing in the corridor on the right side of the living room and stretching out his palm to her.
These two
Wen Cheng wring his eyebrows to get up and went to Lei Rui to shave his face. He patted the palm of his hand directly and said, "what are you doing?"
Lei Ruixiu didn't speak either. He took a look at her and directly clasped her wrist. Then he took someone to the bedroom at the end of the corridor.
In the stairs, Yan Shiqi grabbed the man's palm, scratched him, and asked with a smile, "when did you discuss it?"
She saw a master bedroom on the first floor, and the fourth brother took her to the second floor. The division of labor was very clear.
"Just now!" The man gave her a sidelong look and added, "when we're both ignored!"
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Yan Shiqi chuckled and patted his arm. "I can't ignore you. I've been listening to you just now. I can't chat with you. It's so impolite."
She explained with a wry smile, but when she mentioned Rong Yun, she gave a subtle pause.
I really don't know what to call her.
It's called aunt Rong. It seems that the seniority is not right.
It's granny Rong. It's awkward.
But... She and Wen Cheng know very well that they may not be able to call grandma.
First of all, the name is not right and the words are not right; Second, Rong Yun just clearly gave them a downfall.
Although she seemed warm and amiable to meet them, she emphasized the identity of the host and the guest.
In particular, before they left, they specially emphasized that they had been sitting all morning, which obviously meant something.
In a word, on the first day of arriving at Duanmu's home, Yan Shiqi didn't feel very good because of the appearance of rongyun.