I Wish Mo All the Best

Ever since Yu Changmo knew that his goddess was in Q City, the city gave him a different feeling.

I immediately bought a penthouse not far from her home. I would stay there for two days every year during the holidays, dreaming that one day she would show up.

Her dream came true, and she stood downstairs, looking up at the appearance of the stairs.

Qianmo always felt that the name of this high-end community gave her a sense of familiarity.

Tianxing Community was once one of the most expensive communities in the city, but for some reason, after she was released from prison, the housing prices in this community were relatively low.

Compared with other areas in the city, it is quite expensive, but this area was later designated as a key primary school, so housing prices in the surrounding area have increased a lot. The "low" here is relative to this area.

It doesn't make sense. Look at the planning, look at the luxury cars parked in the parking lot, and all the facilities are good. Why can't second-hand housing prices rise as much as those in several surrounding communities?

Moreover, Qianmo was also wondering about one thing. Xiao Hei in his previous life also had a house in this city, but not in this community. The real estate certificates in his name were all kept with her. Among so many houses, this one was not seen.

Could it be sold?

"What floor is your house on?"

"5 jumps 6."

For an 8-story small bungalow, this floor is okay.

"Have you ever thought about... selling your house?" Qianmo asked.

Yu Changmo was moving things out of the trunk when he heard this.

"You don't like it?"

Personally, he is relatively lazy, so his younger brother is responsible for all the real estate investments. He will buy whatever his younger brother says is good. His younger brother also picked this place. If she doesn't like it, he will change it right away. .

"Fortunately..." Qianmo felt strange.

There is nothing wrong with such a good place, so why would he sell it?

"Is the house book in your name?"

"...It's okay to write it to you." You can also forward it to her~

Qianmo black line.

This guy's brain circuit is different from that of normal people. How can a normal man ask so straightforwardly? However, she does not doubt that he will do this. He has already had a record of angering 800,000 yuan before.

"I don't want it, I'll help you carry your things." She suppressed the mystery of why he sold the house for the time being.

Seeing that he was carrying a lot of things and wanted to help, she saw him digging through the bag, taking out a box of Haagen-Dazs and stuffing it into her hand.

"Just one box for you."

The rest should be put in the refrigerator until she comes next time to eat. It is not good for girls to eat too much ice.

Holding a box of ice cream was considered her "labor" for this big purchase. Qianmo saw that his left and right hands were full and he could still open the door for her without distraction. Holding the ice cream scoop in his mouth felt like he was back in time.

It seemed like there was nothing for her to do where he was, oh, the only thing she had to do was eat, and... be eaten?

I thought that if he didn't come here often, the room would be covered with various gray curtains or something, but it turned out to be unexpectedly clean, with the scent of fresh lilies still in the air.

It looks like someone comes here regularly to clean.

He pressed her on the sofa, placed a large bag of snacks in front of her, and didn't forget to roll away the remaining boxes of ice cream.

Qianmo curled his lips, did he think of himself as a child who knew how to eat secretly? Hey, the macadamia nut flavor is really delicious.

"Want me to help?" she shouted insincerely.

He waved his hand to signal her not to come in and cause trouble, so Qianmo simply walked around the room with the limited-edition ice cream scoop in her mouth.

The decoration style seemed familiar. It was very similar to the two properties he later bought here. It was more home-like. Although the furniture was from relatively luxurious brands, it did not have an exaggerated design and was more suitable for living.

On the other hand, looking back at the few houses he had in the imperial capital in later years, the decoration style was hard to describe - suddenly, Qianmo had an inspiration.

"Do you own property elsewhere?"

"Where are you asking?" He probed.

Rich people have many houses all over the country... Qianmo asked pretending that she was not jealous at all.

"Imperial Capital."

"Oh, yes.

"Who decorated it?"

"My brother, I designed this place myself."

look! ! ! She guessed it right! ! !

Sure enough, he didn't design the crazy and cool style that was only suitable for magazines as a model house for personalized decoration. In other words, he only personally decorated a few houses in her city because he wanted to... build it with her. Love nest?

This thought made the ice cream even sweeter, but Qianmo also found it strange.

Just because he is a very nostalgic person, he will not easily sell a property with strong expectations. Could it be that Xiao Hei will have some financial difficulties in the future and need to sell the house?

She wandered in his territory, and this feeling made him particularly satisfied in the kitchen. The small world he designed with his own hands finally waited for the destined mistress.

Xiao Hei, who was in a good mood, quickly processed the ingredients. He recorded so many of her favorite dishes in his little black book, and finally he could cook them for her with his own hands.

He spends most of his rest time practicing doing this. Although he doesn't know when it will come in use, he will be very happy every time he thinks of her happy expression when he eats. If he likes someone, even her likes will become satisfying. reason.

very nice.

Qianmo walked around the house and finally stopped on the open balcony.

Standing on the balcony, you can see the direction of her home. The viewing angle is particularly good. She fell in love with this balcony at first sight.

There was a large balcony with an exquisite table inside. She thought she could have dinner here later.

It would be great to plant some of your favorite flowers here in the future and watch the night view every night when there is no wind or cold.

At this time, Qianmo liked this place endlessly. If she could predict what would happen next, she would not choose to have dinner here. As she said, it was all a waste.

It only took him less than an hour to finish the big meal. In order to make himself look less useless, Qianmo also helped serve the dishes. After working for a while, the two of them could finally sit face to face.

There was the scene in the restaurant where Jenny played the piano and caused trouble. Xiao Hei gave up the decision to turn on the stereo to enhance the atmosphere. It was not easy to finish the meal after eating it twice.

"Try it and see if you can get used to it." He looked into the distance, not daring to look at the pretty woman opposite him. He adjusted his sitting posture and felt a little tight.

After all the food he had ever tasted, his cooking was still the most delicious, but the mating hormones released by the man opposite him were so obvious that Qianmo couldn't even pretend not to know.

It was not appropriate to just eat at this moment, so Qianmo raised her head and tried hard to find something to say.

"Your open-air balcony is really nice."

"Do you like it? This was originally supposed to be a hanging garden." But he couldn't think of what to plant, so he changed it to a balcony, hoping to wait until the hostess came to decide.

"Like--" Before Qianmo could finish her words, a strange voice came from above. Before she could look up, Yu Changmo quickly hugged her and fell to the side, only to hear a bang behind her.

A person fell from upstairs and hit the spot where Qianmo was sitting just now.

If Xiao Hei reacted slower, she would be in danger.

Yesterday's chapter exposed some girls' moral integrity too much? Oops, what kind of meat, what are you eating, girls, what are you doing?