Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Shen Yumo followed her footsteps, changed her shoes when she entered the room, her glasses were covered with white mist, she opened her bag, found a paper towel to wipe it off, and then began to look at Jiang Ziquan's house.

The walls are painted in a warm yellow color, and the living room is opened as soon as you enter the door. There are still a few bead curtains hanging in front of the door. There is a huge LCD TV in the living room, and there are two black leather sofas in front of it. Gray coffee table with an ashtray on it.

The kitchen and the living room are integrated, and a few bar-like counters and a round table are made in the kitchen, which is probably used for dining.

Shen Yumo narrowed her eyes and said, "So that's how it is."

There was a bit of unexpected meaning in the tone, Jiang Ziquan said: "Isn't it good-looking?"

"That's not it, it's just"

"It's just that my temperament doesn't match me?" Jiang Ziquan continued her words with a smile. All her friends in the family have said this, so she was not surprised.

"Ah."

In fact, when the house was bought, it was Jiang Ziquan's parents who paid the down payment. There was only one request, don't design the living room in a messy style, otherwise don't come to the house as a guest, thinking that she has entered the Palace of the King of Hell, and her own bedroom will be random. She tossed.

Jiang Ziquan had just graduated at the time, so naturally he was under the coercion of his parents.However, she still feels that her parents had the foresight. When she reads the works of those years now, she always feels that they are a little secondary. Now they at least seem to meet the standard.I also thought that after a few years when I have money, I must design it again.

Therefore, the living room of her house was designed with the help of senior sisters, which tends to be normal in the eyes of ordinary people, but the taste is still good.

And Shen Yumo had seen a different hotpot restaurant designed by Jiang Ziquan himself, and thought that even if his family wasn't so crazy, it should be different.Although the living room looks pretty good, it doesn't feel like the work of one person. It may be that my expectations are a bit off. Maybe Miss Jiang is actually a steady person.

"Then didn't I wait for you to design together?" Jiang Ziquan smiled and continued.

"You're joking."

Jiang Ziquan shrugged. Of course, she was not joking. A few days ago, she began to draw a little bit of the living room after Shen Yumo's bedroom.

"Yumo, why don't you live in this room, this is the master bedroom, the light transmission is excellent." Jiang Ziquan raised his eyebrows, the meaning is self-evident, you are the owner of this room.

Jiang Ziquan's apartment is relatively high-end in Beijin, with three bedrooms and one living room, high degree of greenery, good security, not to mention transportation, it is located in the center of the city, and there is a public transportation station when you go out.

At that time, Jiang Ziquan used the second bedroom as his bedroom because of lighting problems, but the master bedroom was always vacant.

Shen Yumo leaned in and took a look. The room was large, but it was a bit empty. There were several wardrobes and a bed. It should indeed be unoccupied.

Jiang Ziquan really wanted to take Shen Yumo back to her bedroom, but she hadn't cleaned up the house yet, so it would be bad to cause unnecessary trouble.

"I live next door, is your morning class tomorrow?" Jiang Ziquan regretted it as soon as she said it. She doesn't need to deliver milk tea tomorrow, which means that Shen Yumo will indeed have a morning class tomorrow: "Yes, it is indeed a morning class. Then Do you still want to talk to me?"

Shen Yumo looked at his watch and said, "It's past eleven o'clock."

Jiang Ziquan understood what she meant, and although he was reluctant to let go, he still said, "The last sentence, what time do you wake up tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock class, probably at 06:30."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

Jiang Ziquan reluctantly closed the door, turned around and went back to his bedroom.

"She should be taking a bath now, right?" Jiang Ziquan leaned against the wall and listened carefully to the movement over there, but he couldn't hear anything. He said angrily, "Why did you choose a house with such good sound insulation at that time? Are you out of your mind?"

Naturally, Shen Yumo didn't know what Jiang Ziquan was doing next door, so she took out the Christmas present from Jiang Ziquan, which was a blue keychain with a little frog doll on it. She didn't know what the frog represented?

Seeing that it was a keychain at the time, she accepted it without thinking too much. She already had this conclusion in her heart. Jiang Ziquan must have countless reasons for her to accept something like this. She couldn't argue with her, and she My ears don't want to suffer anymore

"Book of Rites" says that it is indecent to come and not to go, and it is necessary to return the courtesy in a way.

"requite?"

Shen Yumo inevitably thought of Jiang Ziquan kissing her cheek, and wanted to touch the place where he was kissed. It felt a little strange, and looked at the thing in his hand, and said, "This is it?"

She entered the bathroom in disbelief, and saw a blood-red lip mark on her fair face, and her face flushed red all the way to her neck.

She couldn't believe that Jiang Ziquan didn't see such an obvious imprint, and she was angry at her for not reminding her, and secretly annoyed at herself for being shy at this time.

Even though she was alone at this time, she was too ashamed to look at her anymore, she closed her eyes and rushed vigorously, her pretty face was slightly reddened by her rubbing.

Chapter 17

Because Shen Yumo lives next door to her, she may be too excited, her heart feels like a cat scratching, and she can't sleep at night. She has counted more than 2000 sheep, and she even wants to eat dumplings. Fell asleep in a daze.