Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu came to a large supermarket with a clearance sale.

Due to the poor management of the supermarket, the things sold in it are very cheap and affordable.

There are quite a few aunties who come to the supermarket to buy things, all with bright smiles on their faces.

Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu selected some essentials such as toothbrushes, toothpaste and cotton quilt covers, as well as electric rice cookers and induction cookers on sale.

It took more than 300 yuan to choose a few, which made the families who were not rich even worse.

The two walked out of the supermarket, and Fu Shimo remembered the one hundred yuan in cash in his pocket, "Axu, wait for me here, I forgot to buy something."

"Okay, you go."

Yan Zhixu put the large and small bags in his hand on the ground and leaned against the wall, standing lazily and casually.

Even though he was born in a wealthy family, he could stand in front of a big supermarket that was cleared out, but he didn't feel any sense of disobedience, and he was particularly down-to-earth.

Ten minutes passed.

Fu Shimo came back with something in his hand.

Yan Zhixu took a closer look, "Is this an electric fan and wallpaper?"

Fu Shimo pulled his mask, "The weather in Yacheng is too hot, I'm worried that you won't be used to sleeping at night, and the Dior powder on the walls of the other room is too serious and better."

Even if they all have spiritual power and don't feel too hot, she will feel tired when using spiritual power from time to time.

Fu Shimo took out a bottle of water from the bag, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to her, "I'm sorry, I made you suffer with me, but don't worry, Ash, this kind of life won't last long."

Yan Zhixu reached out to catch the water and touched his fingers inadvertently.

"..."

When he said these words, his eyes were gentle and dignified, without a trace of contempt.

There are people coming and going around, but inexplicably, it seems that there is only room for each other in the eyes.

At this moment, Yan Zhixu seemed to hear the silent bloom of the flower buried in his heart.

She nodded, "I believe you."

The life in front of her might be hard, but she knew that he was all about his skills, and it couldn't be like this all the time.

Qianlong is in the abyss, and when he soars into the sky, he will become the most dazzling figure!

The corners of Fu Shimo's mouth under the mask raised, "Well, let's go."

He carried several heavy things in his hands, and left the light small things for her.

He didn't feel tired when he was carrying large and small bags, and he looked very relaxed.

The audience in the live broadcast room, especially the CP fans, noticed the scene just now, and they screamed in excitement one by one.

Everyone: Knocked, knocked!

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Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu returned to the old city.

When the aunts and grandmothers downstairs saw that they had bought so many things, they all sighed that the young man spent a lot of money, not knowing that the money was not easy to earn.

When the two returned to their residence, Fu Shimo took out the wallpaper, scraped off the powder that was about to fall off the wall, and then spread it out, tore off the quilt and pasted it on.

With fresh wallpapers all around, the old houses feel instantly refreshed.

After putting up the wallpaper and taking a look at the time, he spread the newly bought cotton quilt on the bed to make the bed less hard, then took out the quilt and put it on the quilt cover.

Yan Zhixu put the induction cooker etc. in the cooking area. After finishing everything, he let out a sigh of turbidity, "I feel much better now."

She glanced at the wallpaper he bought. It was a small and fresh style of the pastoral style. In the hot weather, her mood couldn't help improving at a glance.

"..."

The cameraman's pupils shrank violently, standing beside him watching the huge change.

Damn it, cheating!

The original room looked like it was only worth 200 yuan a month, and now it is impossible to rent it without 500 yuan after the renovation.