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Yang Zhen has already formed a biological clock. Sometimes he wakes up before the alarm clock rings. The first thing he does when he wakes up is to pick up his phone to check the time. By the way, he glances at the messages he received after he fell asleep. Today he unlocked it and took a look. , and then directly woke up Quan Wei with a smile.

Quan Wei felt the vibration in his sleep, and when he woke up, he realized that the source of the shock was his pressed body. He slowly groped under the quilt, put his head on Yang Zhen's shoulder and yawned: "Be lazy!" Don’t you sleep here laughing, what’s so funny?”

Yang Zhen lifted the phone up so that he could see the screen, Quan Wei stared at it sleepily, and found that the one who acted as a monster early in the morning was actually that Xiao Jiang from yesterday. This person was probably a student, and his own problems Knowing it was not over yet, and sent Yang Zhen a bunch of jingles.

Xiao Jiang: Brother Yang, I almost know what to look for. Here, here are the 12 formulas for house inspections that I found on the Internet, "If you don't, you'll lose big."

Xiao Jiang: Look at night instead of daytime, rainy days instead of sunny days, layouts instead of decoration, corners instead of walls, windows instead of curtains, stairs instead of elevators, sockets instead of electrical appliances, and furniture instead In an empty house, don’t look at the ground to look at the sky, don’t look at the living room to look at the kitchen and toilet, don’t look at electrical appliances to look at the socket, don’t ask the owner to ask the guard.

Xiao Jiang: Right?

Quan Wei looked at the "Don't watch" all over the screen, and felt that Xiao Jiang seemed to be a bit too Baidu.

There is actually only one formula for buying a second-hand house, and that is pleasing to the eye. This word can simply and rudely summarize all the 12 formulas.

In fact, looking at a house is a bit like learning to ride a bicycle. The first set doesn’t know where to look, and you will feel that the photos on the website are simply deceiving, but after the third or fourth set, it will take half a month at most, and you will be able to practice. Give your opinion and judge, and you can tell what is wrong and why you don't want to buy it.

"This guy is a new guy," Quan Wei looked at Yang Zhen, like a leader in a movie signaling to act, swipe his eyes across the screen and said in a low voice, "Kill him!"

"No slaughter," Yang Zhen didn't look at him, exited from Xiao Jiang's dialog box, went to read Xiao Huang's news, and said while operating, "Conscience will ache."

Quan Wei started to go crazy early in the morning. He stretched out his hand to unbutton Yang Zhen's pajamas, and said roguely, "My heart hurts? Come and see."

Taking advantage of the height of sitting up, Yang Zhen didn't see the news yet, and he didn't want his mobile phone. He put one hand on his head and stuffed it under the quilt, and the other on his chest, and said righteously: "In broad daylight, Lang Lang Do...hahaha..."

Quan Wei saw that there was no more money to be made, so he simply fell in love with each other and killed each other, scratching Yang Zhen's body carelessly.

Yang Zhenzhong was so ticklish, he still lost his helmet and armor after carrying it for a few seconds, and fell down again laughing.

Quan Wei grasped his two wrists in one hand, he didn't look majestic, and asked him pretending to be a little bit: "Do you dare to resist the landlord in the future?"

Yang Zhen was able to bend and stretch, and laughed hotly: "Don't dare."

Quan Wei was satisfied with this, and just about to let go of the shackles, Yang Zhen smiled confidently: "Where is the landlord?"

Quan Wei was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was that someone was going to go to the house to expose the roof tiles, and after reacting for two seconds, he also rebelled without principle—but no, his status is not comparable to that of a mere landlord!

He was secretly complacent, while Yang Zhen took the time to pick up the phone and read Xiao Huang's news.

Xiao Huang: God Yang, Zhuo Zhuo said that the "Feng" in "Fenghuo" is still a bit slender, you have to rewrite it.

Yang Zhen wrote the word "Fenghuo" no less than ten times, but still failed. It can be seen that 50 yuan a word is not so easy to earn.

Yang Zhen: I'll send it to you when I come back at night, I don't have time during the day.

Xiao Huang: Well-behaved.jpg, yes, but as early as possible?Because it is almost time for the next printing, we have to pass these two words today!

Yang Zhen: Okay, I will try my best.

Xiao Huang: Anyone who dares to say that you are not an angel will hit him. jpg, thank you for your understanding and cooperation!By the way, Yang Shen, are you going to the comic exhibition?We have tickets, send you to play~

Yang Zhen has basically never seen any exhibitions, and manga exhibitions are even more unfamiliar to him. He never rejects exposure to new things, and it doesn’t matter if he goes there or not.He turned to look at Quan Wei: "Are you interested in the manga exhibition that Shaoning mentioned last time?"

Quan Wei stopped watching anime in junior high school, and was busy as a freelancer. He didn't play online games very much. He is a young man who is a little far away from the three-dimensional dimension. He heard the words: "I am more interested in betting on walnuts."

Then go to the flower and bird market, Yang Zhen turned down Xiao Huang's kindness.

It was getting late, so he didn't reply to Xiao Jiang immediately, because the house was an official business, and he planned to deal with it after he got to the company.

After having a home, two of you, one likes me and the other prefers, and the food is much more particular than when you were single.

Quan Wei likes dairy products, no matter fresh or plastic, they are all ready-made, and can be cooked in a microwave oven for 2 minutes.

But Yang Zhen prefers soymilk. He dug out the soymilk machine that Quanwei bought and used twice and then sealed it. He bought a bunch of miscellaneous grains according to the recipe. Every morning, he washed the rice and beans, and studied the ratio there. He is also willing to share, one dozen is more than two cups, Quan Wei can't do without drinking, his expression is bitter and hatred, he is a prodigal every day, hoping that the soymilk machine will break down.

The staple food has also been enriched, such as steamed buns with steak, bridge rice noodles without broth, leftover soup noodles, and these weird varieties are still being developed.

Quan Wei took a sip of black soybean milk, immediately pressed the steamed bun into a dipping dish mixed with fried chili peppers and vinegar, turned over and said, "Are you busy this afternoon? You didn't book an apartment for me."

Without even thinking about it, Yang Zhen said, "You can go if you want..."

However, at this point, he suddenly paused, and his expression suddenly became subtle.Maybe the filthy one sees the filthy, but now he is too embarrassed to say "go through the back door" in front of Quan Wei.

"...Relationship," Yang Zhen quickly remedied, "Which house do you want to see?"

Quan Wei just felt that his pause was a bit abrupt, and couldn't see what was going on in Yang Zhen's mind. He pressed the screen with two fingers in a serious manner, dragged the phone from the side, unlocked it into the platform, and clicked the house from the collection. Then he turned the phone around and pushed it across the table.

Yang Zhen looked around and found that the community is called Xinye Phase II. The house was built in 2003, just outside the second ring road, west-south, and the development of the area is quite mature. There are elementary schools and subway lines, and there is a Wal-Mart downstairs. The last level Still a top pick with a crown on it.

Yang Zhen flipped up and said, "It looks pretty good at the moment. I'll check the background information later. It's 55 square meters and 98, with a down payment and tax starting at 35. You don't plan to sell the house in the suburbs. Is there enough money?"

Quan Weihu was very upset: "It's not enough, let's see it first, if you like it, then sell a set to raise money."

Yang Zhen has a stable personality, and he can't get used to his gambler style. He laughed and said, "Your house has a loan, so you have to pay it off before you can sell it?"

Quan Wei didn't take it seriously and said: "It's cheaper, ask the customer to help you pay it back."

Yang Zhen criticized him not too harshly: "It is people like you who have ruined the trading atmosphere in the market."

Quan Wei stuffed the steamed buns dipped in ingredients into Yang Zhen's mouth, and while stuffing his partner's mouth with food, he babbled: "Let me tell you, it's useless for you to praise me! If I can drive the market so much The first thing to do is to go to the big screen in the World Square and shout, Yang Zhen, I want to marry you, do you want to? Then straight men can only endure it even if they can’t stand it, because when I get angry, they will I can’t afford a house.”

This brain hole is also so strange that there is no edge, and the cowhide blows the sky. Yang Zhen laughed so hard that he didn't step on it but raised it: "You go and shout, I promise to cooperate with you, and shout 'I do' from behind."

Because he wanted to talk, he couldn't go to accept the feeding immediately, and he went to bite the buns after he finished speaking, but Quan Wei's chopsticks suddenly retracted, and he went back the same way and swallowed it in one gulp.

There are still 5 small steamed buns on the table, without this one, there are substitute players, but this behavior of not being attentive is suspected of being provocative. Yang Zhen looked at him and smiled: "Isn't it for me?"

Quan Wei's left cheek was propped up, and upon hearing this, he immediately picked up an undipped one from the plate and stretched it out, saying, "You must be willing, but you just said bad things about me and made me mad, this is the one for you." your."

At this moment, Yang Zhenfu realized the reason for his "returning to his promise", and his heart seemed to be immersed in warm water.

Recently, when the air conditioner was turned on during the day and the heater was turned on at night, an ulcer developed on the inside of Yang Zhen’s mouth. Ever since Quan Wei discovered it, his tongue would always lick there when kissing. I'm so used to his fancy excuses that I don't bother to tell him even if there's a mountain of ironclad evidence—I'm drooling myself, thank you.

He looked at Quan Wei speechless, there was a clear figure in his eyes, his cheeks were puffed up, chewing and talking made Bao move, he felt like a squirrel eating, cute and soft.

Quan Wei's second course of feeding had already been delivered, and because Yang Zhen didn't open his mouth for several seconds, he used his chopsticks to apply some pressure.

Yang Zhen recovered from the stress, opened his mouth to pick up the bun, and brought back the topic of deviation: "If the customer doesn't want to help you pay back, I have almost 8 in my hand, and I won't use it until July next year. You have to use the money Find me to get it first, and then figure out a solution for the rest."

Real estate speculation is Quanwei's job. Even if he doesn't like such high-risk things, Yang Zhen will give him the support he deserves, and the family's money should be used together. This is a single-minded realization.

"If you don't help me, I won't buy new ones. The stall is only so big, and you can't spread out a big cake." Quan smiled at him, looking a little proud, "And all you have is my snack money. No."

This is a person who is keen on chasing fame and fortune, but he is still moderate. Yang Zhen doesn't know where he is at peace. He forgets about the loan sharks in Java, and just wants to laugh and agree with him.