As Yang Jingxing pulled his girlfriend upstairs, he turned back to check whether there were any footprints on the wooden steps. He also thought: "In such a clean house, it's time to do something romantic."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "Is this called romance?"

Yang Jingxing pointed to the corridor by the window where no one went: "Go over there and do it."

"Disgusting!" He Peiyuan wanted to free her hand, and then she remembered the serious question: "What do you think about the passage from this side, and the wall over there being built into bookcases? When you have nothing to do, come up and choose a book, and walk over to bask in it.

sun."

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "What a great idea. The bookcase is only thirty centimeters thick and one meter long... But how can there be so many books?"

He Peiyuan encouraged or sarcastically said: "You have money without books."

Yang Jingxing thought well: "My dad will definitely support it, let him pay for it."

"Why are you like this!" He Peiyuan was very disdainful, but she still expressed her thoughts: "There is still more than two meters here, add this one to three or four meters, and that one can be left unchanged. Fill it with books, and it will be much more fulfilling.

Yes, the key is to have books at home to feel warm."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "Others can't laugh at me. I don't want to read Shu Yuanyuan, right!"

He Peiyuan made a detailed plan: "It is best to be white, off-white and pearl white. The shape should be simple and neatly arranged."

Yang Jingxing nodded and suddenly felt regretful: "I chased Yuanyuan earlier, this house must be much more beautiful now."

He Peiyuan snorted: "I don't care about you."

Yang Jingxing looked again: "Let's wait until you come back and settle this matter first..."

When they got to the bathroom, Yang Jingxing was in a hurry to take off his pants. He Peiyuan suggested again: "You might as well take a shower."

It was okay, so I was looking for clothes to change. He Peiyuan walked into her boyfriend's bedroom again. It was quite large with more than 20 square meters. There was no dressing table but a desk and high and low chests of drawers.

Yang Jingxing was very obedient. He put away all the boxes and bags that had been placed on the table. He Peiyuan wanted to ask, "Where did you put them?"

The cloakroom is hidden and quite spacious inside. It is surrounded by wardrobes on three sides and there is still three or four square meters of standing space. All the things that Yang Jingxing’s girlfriend refuses to claim are put in here: “They belong there too.

One."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes with disdain and smiled: "You saved Lao Bi's life. Fortunately, Wang Rui didn't let Wang Rui see inside. This is what she wanted."

Yang Jingxing thought: "In fact, there is no need to spend so much money. Ruirui is a little obsessed."

"Get married!" He Peiyuan certainly spoke for her friend: "It's not like she can't come up with it."

Although the closet was quite empty, Yang Jingxing hung up his few things neatly and took the pants and shirts. He Peiyuan took them next to him, but he refused to take the underwear, so he took it by himself.

He Peiyuan also discovered antiques: "You still have them? They were from the year before last year...did you buy them from Lao Qi?"

What Yang Jingxing was thinking was: "I asked you to put some clothes away, otherwise they will be washed together."

He Peiyuan turned and left.

Yang Jingxing took off his clothes and entered the shower room. He Peiyuan neatly folded the clothes he was about to wear outside and put them down. Then he glanced inside and walked to the partition to remind loudly: "Have you got your bath towel?"

Yang Jingxing didn't use a bath towel and was a little shy: "It's not fair for you to see me naked."

"Who wants to see it?" He Peiyuan frowned and couldn't bear to look at it: "It's so ugly."

Yang Jingxing turned his back and hid. In fact, his figure was pretty good, and the muscles in his limbs and shoulders were quite strong. However, the outline of his abdominal muscles was not obvious and his body fat was slightly higher.

He Peiyuan glanced at her, but couldn't stand it anymore: "What are you anxious about? Fighting?"

Yang Jingxing has already finished washing his hair: "One moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"

He Peiyuan could only say: "I won't touch you until I'm clean!"

Yang Jingxing shamelessly said: "I'll wash here carefully..." Rubbing out a lot of bubbles and stacking them into a big ball for his girlfriend to see.

Although He Peiyuan was funny, she still couldn't stand it. She then laughed at the way her boyfriend was trying to wipe his back with a bath ball with his backhand: "...You don't know how to buy a bath brush?" Then she walked in and opened the door of the shower room a little, annoyed.

:"Give me."

Yang Jingxing had no experience, so he gave his girlfriend the bath ball and then looked at her.

He Peiyuan felt so disgusted: "Turn around!"

Yang Jingxing obeyed and turned around, standing still.

Yang Jingxing was only willing to use his right hand, and he had to stretch his arm to be careful of the foam and who would splash him. The landing point of the bath ball was the back of his boyfriend's neck. After he stood firm, he slid down, taking a steady and straight route to the end.

The position of the vertebrae, then turn the bath ball a little to the left, and then slide it upward until it reaches the shoulder.

Yang Jingxing: "Clean up for me too."

He Peiyuan was impatient: "Bow your waist a little."

Yang Jingxing hurriedly bent down and squatted down a little: "Is that okay?"

He Peiyuan was too lazy to agree and looked up and down carelessly.

After waiting for a while, Yang Jingxing remembered: "Why don't you find someone to measure the size tomorrow and design it first, and wait for you to come back to make a decision."

He Peiyuan suggested: "Wait for Tan Dong and others to open their doors and support them."

"This small business can't be successful." Yang Jingxing also doubted: "It's probably difficult for them to do it in the short term."

He Peiyuan remembered: "I called Xue Yihan at noon and asked if they had arrived."

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised again: "It's still Yuanyuan, I didn't expect it."

What He Peiyuan meant was: "She said they went back and discussed with the old man, and they still want to open the store here as soon as possible. They don't expect to make money, it's just a sign."

Yang Jingxing has his own opinion: "Let's say at least two to three million, money is not used wisely."

He Peiyuan asked: "If I really borrow money from you, will you borrow it?"

Yang Jingxing has no loyalty at all: "They are not short of the 1.8 million. With how much money you have, you should go through the stages of doing whatever you want, and you can accumulate a lot of experience. If you give him tens of millions to do it, it will probably be in vain, and the funds are not

Their focus now."

He Peiyuan was worried: "But if you say that, will he think you are reluctant to borrow it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you really want to borrow it, I have to find a way."

He Peiyuan suggested: "If you talk to him seriously, you might be able to listen. I feel like he sees you as successful and thinks more simply, but he has just started after you have been in business for several years."

Yang Jingxing commented: "Tan Dong is a bit reckless, but Xue Yihan is okay and seems to be able to control Tan Dong."

He Peiyuan smiled, as if she was proud of her female compatriots, and then hummed: "Everyone else knows to listen to their girlfriends...that's it!"

Yang Jingxing quickly turned around to catch the bath ball: "How can I be obedient? Point east and I dare not go west."

He Peiyuan hurriedly washed her hands: "...Do you think Tan Dong feels that he is particularly lucky to have met Xue Yihan?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I can obviously feel it, because I feel the same way."

He Peiyuan exposed: "I can't help you with anything!"

Yang Jingxing paused the fight and said: "If a girl makes a man feel down-to-earth, have the warmth of home, and have expectations for the future...that's right, it's not just about helping."

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend: "...wash quickly."

Yang Jingxing made three strokes, five divided by two, and soon came out naked. He twisted the towel for wiping water and threw it into the basket, and looked in the mirror.

He Peiyuan said, "Don't look at anything inappropriate: "Put it on quickly!"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Go to the room."

"No!" He Peiyuan raised her finger firmly: "Down below!"

Yang Jingxing said kindly: "You're not tired in bed."

"No!" He Peiyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense: "If you don't want to wear it, I'll leave."

Yang Jingxing complained while taking his shorts: "What are you doing so cleanly? Why don't you take a shower and go to bed? It's most comfortable to take a shower and go to bed..."

"You are getting more and more excessive!" But He Peiyuan was not afraid, and her face was full of advantages: "Excuse me, what is the difference between a sofa and a bed?"

"It's nothing different." Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "Why not? It's close."

He Peiyuan stamped her feet: "I'm different!" Then she laughed reluctantly, smiling bitterly and getting very angry at the same time.

After Yang Jingxing put on his shorts, he held his girlfriend's shoulders and assured her: "We can lie together and don't mess around."

He Peiyuan was very doubtful: "It's not accurate at all!"

Yang Jingxing raised his hands in surrender: "Not at all."

He Peiyuan was undecided and struggling.

Yang Jingxing hugged the girl and said, "Come here."

After entering the room, He Peiyuan needed her boyfriend to push her from behind before she could move. Although she lifted her legs forward, her body leaned back and she felt that force was being exerted in the opposite direction. She groaned in resentment when she moved a step.

Standing next to the bed, Yang Jingxing pulled the thin quilt to the other side, and he was very particular about it. He pulled the sheets, jumped to the table, took a paper bag and put it on the bedside table. He also kicked the garbage basket to the bedside.

, and then went to the cloakroom again...,

"What are you doing!" He Peiyuan was still a little scared.

Pillow, Yang Jingxing took the pillow and put the pillowcase on it, hurriedly.

He Peiyuan smiled bitterly: "No..."
To be continued...