Flash marriage on the plane, Mr. Li spoiled her so sweetly

"When you went downstairs to pick up grandma, you quietly asked Mr. Li for it?"

Shen Nanyu nodded and dodged the hand she stretched out. "I'll carry it. You walk in front and open the door."

Ou Lan'er quickly walked to the fourth floor, opened the door, and allowed him to enter.

The small room suddenly became even smaller with the addition of a large bag and a suitcase.

Ou Lan'er turned around and looked at Shen Nanyu hesitantly, then sighed and looked away.

Shen Nanyu lay down on the bed: "...I'm so tired from driving, I'll just stay here tonight."

Ou Lan'er squatted beside the bed and said gently, "It's not good to make do with it. Why don't you just ask the driver to pick you up and take you back?"

The Shen family is so big, isn’t it easy to call a driver?

But Shen Nanyu has a conscience. "Strictly speaking, it's time to get off work. The drivers have gone home to eat and have their wives and children. How can you bear to call them out?"

"It's not like you haven't called me before." Ou Lan'er retorted sullenly, not giving him face.

In the past, he often called the driver late at night.

The most perverted thing was that one time, in the middle of the night, when she was asleep, Shen Nanyu was drunk and asked the driver to drive him to where she lived. He called her out, carried her into the car, and asked the driver to take them to the apartment. Ou Lan'er remembered clearly that night, the driver looked at them as if they were idiots.

"Now that I'm grown up and sensible, I know it's not right to do this." The man said shamelessly.

Ou Lan'er shut up, opened the fruit bag, took out the sour plum powder on the top and put it on the table, then happily took a guava, apple, green dates, and wax apple. She wanted to take some more strawberries, but after looking at the ones in her hand, she held back her saliva and did not take any more. She ran to the small balcony with the fruits she had taken out, washed them, cut them into slices, and carefully poured a little sour plum powder on the edge of the plate.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Nanyu sat on the bed, supporting his chin, looking at the little woman on the balcony with his long eyes and a smile.

Ou Laner nodded vigorously, "It's delicious."

She came in with a fruit plate and handed it to him, "Try it too."

"I ate it when I was at their house, and I don't want to eat it now. You can eat it. This bag is all yours, but eat in moderation and don't get an upset stomach." As he spoke, Shen Nanyu took the opportunity to touch her lower abdomen, scaring Ou Lan'er so much that her body stiffened slightly. She turned around to avoid the man's hand, sat next to the table, and slowly started to eat.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and the landlady's voice came in: "Miss Ou, can you open the door? I have something to discuss with you."

Ou Laner stood up, opened the door, and smiled, "What's the matter?"

The landlord took her hand and said, "A relative of mine has a child who is coming here to attend art training soon. He wants to live here, but this building is full. I want to ask Miss Ou, are you willing to move? I have another building in Qingshi Street, Xianhe District, which is much better than this one and close to the subway station. It only takes five minutes to walk. If you are willing to move, I will rent it to you at a lower price. If you are not willing, that's fine. I asked all the way up from the second floor."

"If your house is on Qingshi Street and close to Exit D of the subway, I would be willing." Ou Lan'er said. Wayne Technology is in Xianhe District, and it only takes half an hour to walk from Qingshi Street. It is very convenient.

"It's near Exit D. If you'd like, I can come and help you move tomorrow, okay?"

"Before moving, we want to see the condition of the house and how much cheaper the rent is." Shen Nanyu suddenly appeared from behind the door and stood behind Ou Lan'er. The landlord was startled and stuttered, "Who is this person?"

"I am her husband." Shen Nanyu said.

The landlord smiled, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and showed Ou Lan'er the condition of the rental house.

"I bought two room types. There are only two room types left now. The others are all occupied. Others charge 1,500 to 2,000 yuan a month. Can I give you a discount of 1,000 yuan a month? I will waive your management fee for the first two months, and the management fee is 50 yuan."

"Okay, I'll rent it." It didn't matter whether the hundred yuan was waived or not. Ou Lan'er was mainly attracted by this one-bedroom apartment with a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a small balcony. The rent for such a setting on Qingshi Street was only one thousand yuan. She felt it was a bit unrealistic. Most houses there started at two or three thousand. For a house of this type, you need at least three thousand. Does the landlady really want to suffer this loss?