Skilled in managing a house

Seeing how confident Zhang Yu is, Yang Ying has no doubts anymore, because this man is her backbone and she believes that this man will never lie to her.

So, Yang Ying nodded and said: "Okay, then I will borrow money tomorrow. I can take out 500,000 yuan now, and borrowing another 300,000 yuan will be enough."

"Why don't you borrow 300,000 yuan? Since there is no interest in the first month, just borrow 800,000 yuan." Zhang Yu said.

"Borrowing so much?" Yang Ying said a little worriedly: "Borrowing so much at one time, what if something goes wrong?"

"Our agency doesn't have to worry about buyers right now, but we are short of good houses. Didn't some customers leave their phone numbers today? If they say there are good houses, please contact them immediately. I think these two houses are good. They should be there within three or two days." We can sell it. And...don't they wish we could borrow more money, so let's borrow more money to satisfy their wishes." At the end of the sentence, Zhang Yu smiled mischievously.

At this time, Yang Ying also understood Zhang Yu's thoughts. She raised her hand with a smile and pinched Zhang Yu's face. This action she often did when she was a child, and her target was Zhang Yu. She pouted and said, "You little scoundrel, you are still the same as before, so naughty."

Having said that, Yang Ying was very satisfied with Zhang Yu's idea. Let's borrow more money and pay it back to you in a few days. We can also sell the house at a high price and make a lot of money, so that you lose your wife and your army.

By the time they returned to the agency, it was almost time to get off work. Since they had nothing to do today, they simply closed the shop before five o'clock. Yang Ying and Zhang Yu went to the market to buy vegetables. After returning to the community, Yang Ying suddenly stood downstairs and refused to leave.

Zhang Yu looked at Yang Ying and said, "Little aunt, why don't you go upstairs."

Yang Ying curled her lips and said, "I'm exhausted from just walking today. You can't feel sorry for my little aunt, just carry me up..."

It had been a long time since Zhang Yu had carried her upstairs, and she really missed this feeling. She walked a lot today and she was wearing high heels. Now she felt her feet were sore and tired, so she simply said this.

"Yes!" Zhang Yu agreed, and the man had already come to squat in front of her.

Yang Ying happily rode on his back, and Zhang Yu carried her upstairs. She was carrying the vegetables with one hand and hugging Zhang Yu's neck with the other, enjoying the feeling. At this moment, she unconsciously thought of when she was a salesperson in an agency.

At that time, I had to take clients to see houses every day, and the clients might not even buy it yet. At that time, she was bullied by her colleagues in the agency because she was a foreigner and some bad houses were given to her. Some houses were on the eighth floor and there was no elevator. If she was unlucky, several people would come to see such a house in a day, which would wear her feet out.

She wished so much that someone would carry her. There might be many men willing to carry her, but she wouldn't let any man carry her casually. The feeling of letting Zhang Yu carry it was so comfortable, as if she was suddenly returned to her childhood, allowing her to find that carefree time again.

When they entered the house, Zhang Yu was about to put her down, but instead he patted him and said, "Ride a big horse, ride a big horse, carry me in."

Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue, not knowing why Yang Ying was in such high spirits today, so he carried her into the bedroom and put her directly on the bed.

Yang Ying kicked off the high heels on her feet, threw them to the ground, and said in a coquettish tone: "My feet hurt, my feet hurt... rub them for me..."

Seeing Yang Ying acting coquettishly, Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of his childhood past. Even though his little aunt was older than him, she often acted coquettishly. Sometimes they would bully him. If Zhang Yu dared not agree, he would act coquettishly or even cry. This made Zhang Yu helpless and he agreed to many unequal treaties.

Zhang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Yang Ying's feet and began to massage them gently. Yang Ying didn't lie down either, she propped herself up with her hands and just admired Zhang Yu's winter. She was wearing gauze pants now, so she didn't worry about walking by. But to her, it didn't matter even if she was exposed. There were actually very few parts of her body that Zhang Yu had not seen.

Yang Ying didn't wash her feet when she came back. She walked a lot today and her feet were inevitably sweaty. However, there was no peculiar smell on her feet, and there was even a refreshing smell of sweat.

"My little aunt's feet are just like before. They smell as good as before even if they are not washed." Zhang Yu said casually.

When Yang Ying heard this, her cheeks turned red, she pouted and said, "It's annoying."

"What I said is true..." Zhang Yu lowered his head and said with a flat mouth.

Seeing Zhang Yu's appearance, Yang Ying felt happy. That woman didn't like to hear compliments from men, especially since this man was the one she liked better.

"You're really not allowed to say it! Especially you're not allowed to go out, let alone tell your family!" Yang Ying said deliberately with a straight face.

"I know." Zhang Yu nodded.

"That's good. When my little aunt's feet feel comfortable, I'll make you some delicious food to comfort you." Yang Ying raised her pretty face and said proudly.

"It's better if it's true...Look at the vegetables you bought today, they are all my specialty..." Zhang Yu sighed.

"Tch!" Yang Ying raised her right foot and kicked Zaixu. Because Zhang Yu wasn't worried, she didn't dodge. The kick just hit his chin lightly. Yang Ying also knew it was not serious, and deliberately said: "You look down on me. Since you said so, you should do it tonight."

Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue and said, "I knew I wouldn't talk too much."

Looking at Zhang Yu's expression, Yang Ying couldn't help but smile.

Her heart felt sweet, this scene was just like when she was a child. Watching Zhang Yu continue to pinch her feet, Yang Ying suddenly had an idea in her mind, "It feels so good now. Why do I only care about the dissatisfaction between men and women? It's not like that between men and women... I Why can't I be with Zhang Yu like I did when I was a child... That's my little nephew and my little brother. It was so interesting back then... Yes, I won't think about that in the future, just treat him as the person before. Little nephew, little brother, I am still the little girl I used to be...anything that makes a man and woman feel bad, let him go away..."

Thinking of this, Yang Ying felt even more cheerful. She thought that she had now solved the biggest problem in her heart.

From now on, she no longer has to be timid. As long as she has a clear conscience and does not do anything immoral, this small home is the paradise of her and Zhang Yu's childhood.

She slowly lay down, her body and mind became more relaxed, and the comfort on her feet soon spread throughout her body.

"Um……"

Suddenly, she couldn't help but moan softly. It was so comfortable that she couldn't control it. Her voice was so sweet that Zhang Yu turned his head subconsciously. Yang Ying's face felt hot, she raised her leg and lightly kicked Zhang Yu's arm. She pouted and said, "What are you looking at? I'm hungry. Hurry up." Cooking.”

Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue and stood up, flattening his lips and saying, "Auntie is bullying me again."

"I'm just bullying you." Yang Ying kicked her directly on the butt again.

Zhang Yu quickly escaped from the room. Looking at Zhang Yu's back, Yang Ying couldn't help laughing. The feeling of childhood was so good, it made her feel much more relaxed, and she no longer had that kind of pressure.