I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan took Murong Qiu Shui around the hall on the first floor. The kitchen and bathroom had been well renovated, especially the bathtub in the bathroom, which had been replaced with a massage bathtub. Murong Qiu Shui was very excited when he saw it, while Yang Qingshan was...

A little bit of vanity.

"It cost a lot of money?" Murong Qiushui said.

"Brother is very good at making money. He worked hard to refine the elixir for more than a month and earned hundreds of thousands. In addition, when I rescued you, there was still some leftover from the check given by the old housekeeper, and there was also the protection given by the shop on the beach.

All the fees are gone." Yang Qingshan said with a pained look on his face.

"But it's worth it. Although the small building is not luxurious, it is simple and comfortable. I like it very much." Murong Qiushui said.

"As long as you like it." Yang Qingshan said, holding Murong Qiushui's hand to the second floor.

Murong Qiushui lowered his head and looked at his little hand being held by Yang Qingshan. He remembered that the last time was a month ago, in the fish market.

Walking outside the first room, Yang Qingshan was a little embarrassed and held back his breath before letting himself blush.

"This is the first room." Yang Qingshan opened the door, and Murong Qiushui saw nothing in the room.

"What room? What is it used for?"

"My dream when I was a child was to be a painter. This is my future studio. I will fulfill my dream here." Yang Qingshan said to the ceiling.

"Dream, I also wanted to be a painter when I was a child." Murong Qiushui also looked up at the ceiling with longing.

"Go to the second room." Yang Qingshan smiled and pulled Murong Qiushui into the second room.

"There's nothing. But there is a table. Why is there a vegetable basket on the table?" Murong Qiu Shui nodded and said.

"My childhood dream was to be a gourmet. This is the place where I will study cooking in the future. I will fulfill my dream here."

"Can gourmets eat a lot of food?" Murong Qiushui asked cutely, tilting her head.

"Probably, but you don't have to be a gourmet just to eat, you also need to be able to cook. You have tried the seafood dishes I made, and they are a complete set." Yang Qingshan became embarrassed.

"Let's go take a look at the third case." Murong Qiushui said.

There wasn't much in the third room, just two bookshelves filled with books.

"Don't you still want to be a writer?" Murong Qiushui snickered.

"Yes, my dream when I was a child was to be a miracle doctor and save countless lives. This is where I will study medical skills in the future."

"Ah? A generation of miracle doctors?" Murong Qiushui covered her mouth and tried not to make a sound from laughing. It was very uncomfortable to hold it in.

"The remaining rooms are your boudoir, do you want to see them?" Yang Qingshan walked to the last room and asked.

"Look." Murong Qiushui said shyly and reservedly.

Yang Qingshan smiled implicitly. He didn't help Murong Qiushui shamelessly when he moved. Now when he pushed the door open and walked in, Yang Qingshan was still a little nervous, but when Yang Qingshan saw the big jade bed filled with all kinds of underwear

, Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded, his eyes almost popped out, what a dream this was.

"Ah! How could this happen!" Murong Qiushui exclaimed, pushed Yang Qingshan out of the room, closed it with a bang, opened the door a few minutes later, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, with his neck and neck all red: "

You can come in."

"Ahem, then I came in, have you... packed up?" Yang Qingshan said awkwardly, looking furtively into the crack in the door.

"It's all packed." Murong Qiushui said confidently, secretly blaming herself for forgetting to put her clothes in the cabinet when she was tidying up the room. All of a sudden, Yang Qingshan saw all her underwear. It was really tragic.

But I felt a little excited for no reason.

Murong Qiushui took a peek at Yang Qingshan who walked into the room again, and found that Yang Qingshan's eyes were scanning quickly, and he immediately beat Yang Qingshan's back angrily. Yang Qingshan pretended not to be sick, moaned and screamed, and fell to the jade bed.

big bed.

"So soft." Yang Qingshan exclaimed, unwilling to get up.

Murong Qiushui's face turned even redder, and she stood aside and said, "This jade itself is soft."

"Really? A big cabinet, a big floor-to-ceiling mirror, something only a young lady has, haha, and a makeup cabinet." Yang Qingshan got up again, walked to the makeup mirror, took a look at himself twice, and looked at himself through the mirror

He saw Murong Qiushui lowering his head and peeking at him.

"Hehe." Yang Qingshan smirked slyly, walked to the cabinet casually, and suddenly opened the cabinet door. The underwear that had just been stuffed inside rolled out like a hill.

"Ah!" Murong Qiushui ran over quickly and pushed Yang Qingshan out of the room again.

"That's too bad." Yang Qingshan patted his head, chuckled, and took out a pair of white underwear with a panda pattern printed on it.

"Okay, I'm going to go to your room and have a look." Murong Qiushui opened the door and came out. He saw what Yang Qingshan was hiding in a panic. Although he guessed what it was, he was too embarrassed to reveal it and looked down upon Yang Qingshan.

Follow Yang Qingshan to find Yang Qingshan’s room.

"My room is on the rooftop." Yang Qingshan chuckled from behind.

Rub rub rub...

Murong Qiu Shui was unconvinced and went up to the rooftop with a look on her face as if she was determined to take revenge, but she didn't see anything.

The rooftop does not seem to have changed significantly due to the renovation of the small building. It still has two broken deck chairs, a wooden man for practicing, a few wires for drying clothes, and...

"What is this?" Murong Qiushui walked to the corner of the rooftop and looked at the newly appeared mysterious house and asked: "Illegal construction?"

"Go, go, what illegal construction? This is my brother's little dark room." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

"What is it used for?" Murong Qiushui touched the house with a cement exterior and said, "It's very strong."

"Some trivial things, including a DVD, a few collector's edition CDs, five boxes of toilet paper..."

Murong Qiushui stared at Yang Qingshan with the eyes of an animal as he reported the inventory of his little dark room. He smiled bitterly and wondered if it was really safe for him to live with this animal? Will it be dark and windy one night... In two months I will

I started to vomit, and then...

"What are you thinking about? Did you hear what I just said? My little dark room is the dream place of all men." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

"I despise you." Murong Qiushui simply said three words and went downstairs.

"Haha." Yang Qingshan smiled proudly and patted the small black room.

This small black house was built by Yang Qingshan on the rooftop at the risk of illegal construction. The cement structure is covered with steel bars and is extremely hard. Only a few small holes are left at the top for ventilation. This small black house has no door.

, you have to take the small stairs in the warehouse on the first floor to enter the dark room from under it, it is really safe.

"Alchemy room, haha." Yang Qingshan said with a satisfied smile. He did not dare to go downstairs for fear of being beaten by Murong Qiushui, so he had to lie down on the recliner. As a result, he heard the lively sounds downstairs as soon as he lay down.

"Did you really move here? Oh my God, you have to be careful. Yang Qingshan's true identity is actually that of a beast. On a dark and windy night three years ago..."

Yang Qingshan listened with his ears pricked up, and immediately ran downstairs with a dark face, shouting to Lu Yao: "Sister, you can't frame brother like this."

"Ah! You are at home, haha, I'm sorry. Murong Qiushui won't believe it if you just say it. You also know that the common language of women is to speak ill of a man." Lu Yao put her hands on her hips and stared at Yang with murderous eyes.

Qingshan smiled.

"I don't regard you as a woman." Yang Qingshan muttered. Ignoring Lu Yao's murderous gaze, he took Murong Qiu Shui's little hand and said, "Women should be gentle, knowledgeable, and considerate."

"Ahem, sister Murong, please step aside." Lu Yao clenched her fists and stood between Murong Qiu Shui and Yang Qingshan, looking up at Yang Qingshan.

"I was wrong." Yang Qingshan raised his hands and said in surrender.

"Okay, squeeze a hundred cups of juice for me, and I'll let you go." Lu Yao said triumphantly.

"It's just a hundred cups, a piece of cake." Yang Qingshan said disdainfully.

"I'm so exhausted then." Murong Qiu Shui said with some heartache.

"It's okay, this beast has a lot of strength. The old man made him punch the wooden man a thousand times when he made mistakes before." Lu Yao smiled and waited for Yang Qingshan's juice.

"By the way, you haven't come to see me for a few days." Yang Qingshan was leisurely squeezing juice in the kitchen.

"It's nothing." Lu Yao said avoiding her eyes.

"I don't know how to fall in love anymore. Let's show it to my brother to check." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Humph, it's none of your business, hurry up and get to work." Lu Yao said with a slight blush.

Murong Qiushui looked at Lu Yao and then at Yang Qingshan in the kitchen. He didn't understand what was going on with them and sat on the sofa watching TV.

One hundred cups of artificially squeezed juice had not yet been finished. Yang Qingshan put twenty cups of juice in front of Lu Yao with a grimace, as if his hands were crippled.

"That's enough." Yang Qingshan said pitifully. When he saw Murong Qiu Shui sneaking around and Lu Yao said something in his ear, he was confused and asked what he was talking about. As a result, he was stared at with contempt by both women.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan said aggrievedly.

"It's a small black room." Lu Yao sneered.

"Yeah, you women don't understand men's dreams." Yang Qingshan said still very meanly.

"Hey, sister, follow me to speculate in the house." Lu Yao pulled Murong Qiu Shui up to the rooftop angrily.

Yang Qingshan smiled, sat on the sofa and waited for a while. Lu Yao pulled Murong Qiu Shui downstairs again and said to Yang Qingshan: "Where is the door?"

"Ahem, secret." Yang Qingshan said mysteriously.

"Tah, wait." Lu Yao said, dragging Murong Qiu Shui to sweep the small building. After a while, he found the small stairs in the warehouse on the first floor and entered the small dark room.

At this time, Yang Qingshan entered the small black room with a glass of juice, took a sip of the juice, and said to the dumbfounded Lu Yao and Murong Qiushui: "This small black room is where I make alchemy. I wanted to make a basement, but here is

The seaside is not suitable for building a basement, haha. I see you have misunderstood, what do you think is wrong with me? Am I a beast?"

"Alchemy, is it the fragrant pill you gave me last time?" Lu Yao asked curiously.

"Well, twenty thousand a pill, I will have to make money in this little dark room from now on." Yang Qingshan said melancholy, with a look of misery on his face.

"It's very hot. There are only a few small holes for ventilation." Murong Qiushui was more careful and said worriedly when he saw the small holes at the top.

"It's okay, hot weather is more suitable for me to practice martial arts. Alchemy is all about fire, and it also pays attention to temperature." Yang Qingshan said with squinted eyes, looking at the only thing in the small dark room, which was a clay alchemy furnace.