Dedicated to the silly little white artist

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What Bai En took Zheng He to was a duplex bungalow in the Fourth Ring Road. The car drove all the way from the underground passage to the independent parking room. Bai En liked this place at first because of its unique security.

Zheng He kept looking left and right in the car, and when he got out of the car, he finally asked, "Mr. Bai, where is this?"

"My house," Bai En walked to the side and opened the car door for Zheng He: "Do you like it?"

Zheng He was puzzled, and smiled: "Of course you are here."

"Then this will be yours from now on." Bai En put the door key on Zheng He's head.

This is his habit.He believes that no one will treat you well for no reason, and if you want his loyalty, you must give him some sweetness first.

Zheng He shook his head, the key ring got stuck in his curly hair, and he didn't shake it: "Mr. Bai, what did you put on my head?" He asked.

Bai En laughed, Zheng He seemed to always disrupt his well-arranged affairs, and he had no position to blame.

Zheng He finally got the key out, looked at it over and over again, his face gradually paled, and he forced a smile and said, "I still have a lease on the apartment over there."

"Is it not good here?" Bai En asked lightly.

"Of course it's good, but I'm used to living there, and it's close to traffic." Zheng He argued.

Bai En narrowed his eyes slightly, he was thinking about why Zheng He didn't accept his 'gift', did he tell himself in disguise that he didn't want to be a lover, or did Song Zhenhao say something...

Thinking of this, Bai En said: "If you feel that the transportation is inconvenient, there is a car show on Sunday afternoon, I will pick you up later."

Zheng He shook his head in fright: "No need...really."

"Then you should move here sooner."

Zheng He shook his head more violently: "I, I..." He hesitated but couldn't explain why.

Bai En was really impatient this time, it was just a small gift, as for pushing and shoving?

What is Bai En when he is?

"Zheng He," Bai En said, "are you mine or not?"

"Yes... yes." Zheng He nodded.

Bai En's face softened a bit: "Since you have already agreed, then let's do this and go into the house."

"Mr. Bai!" Zheng He grabbed Bai En's arm and said eagerly: "I really can't take this! It's too expensive! I spent one night with you only to change the dandan noodles. Get the house in exchange!"

Bai En: "..."

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In the end, Zheng He confiscated the key, and Bai En didn't have the strength to enlighten Zheng He's brain IQ, which is always different from ordinary people. After all, gifts can't only be given to the house, so it's better to wait a few days and let the people under him check Zheng He's mind. And what you like, do what you like.

Mr. Bai doesn't come here often, and his aunt cleans up. Zheng He was almost blinded by the gleaming white marble in the whole hall when he opened the door. It was clean and spotless, and there were no footprints on the ground.

"Mr. Bai, you are really amazing." Zheng He praised: "It's not easy for a single man to live in such a clean place. You must waste a lot of time here every day, right?"

Bai En had no interest in housework at all. He opened the shoe cabinet beside him, only to find that it was empty and contained nothing.

"What are you looking for?" Zheng He asked him.

"...Slippers." Bai En said.

Zheng He looked at him with a very strange look, opened his waist-length cabinet, took out two pairs of unopened slippers, and said, "How could slippers be in that kind of place? They are for leather shoes. Here, here you are." He quickly unpacked and handed the slippers to Mr. Bai.

When Mr. Bai put on his shoes, he felt that Zheng He could not do anything well, so he turned around and picked up the leather shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet. Zheng He quickly grabbed his hand and shouted, "Stop!"

"what happened?"

Zheng He took the leather shoes from Mr. Bai's feet, took out the disposable shoe covers that had been prepared in the cabinet early in the morning, tore off the plastic covers, and then put them in the shoe cabinet: "You can't put the leather shoes in directly. Dirty cupboards will oxidize the leather, where is your shoe polish? Reapply it later.”

"...I don't know," Bai En untied his tie and put it on the sofa armchair. He looked for the shoe polish in the cabinets next to the entrance, "I'll look for it."

Zheng He sighed and asked, "Mr. Bai, is this your home? Why are you like a headless chicken..."

Mr. Bai was not at all displeased with this title. He asked with great interest, "What happened to the headless fly? Tell me."

"Let's bump into each other." Zheng He glanced at Bai En.

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I don’t know which designer designed the house. The post-modern style of the hall is fine. Zheng He pushed the master bedroom away, and was immediately shocked by the pink girly style, pink wallpaper, pink bed curtains, and pink bed sheets And those pink curtains.

"OMG!" Zheng He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Bai En showed embarrassment, he hadn't come for too long, he forgot all about it, stopped Zheng He and said, "Go to another room."

Zheng He grabbed the door panel with a smile, and said, "No, this room is too impressive! Stay here tonight, hahaha!"

Bai En covered Zheng He's body, trapped him firmly between the door panel and his chest, gently rubbed his lips with his thumb, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Zheng He gave him a wink that seemed to be frowning: "Sure, but are you sure you can get hard on this kind of bed?" He pointed to the pink lace quilt.

Bai En was helpless, he lost his temper just by looking at it, his body and mind were full of frustration, not to mention his erection.From this point of view, Zheng He still fully understands himself.

Zheng He circled the room, looked at what should be seen and what should not be seen, and suddenly pointed to the lamp on the bedside table and laughed: "Haha! Come and see! What is this! Why does it look so funny?"

"Is a desk lamp smiling like this?" Even so, the corners of Bai En's lips curved a little involuntarily, and when he walked over to look, Bai En couldn't smile anymore.

——What Zheng He was pointing at was a desk lamp hand-painted on the glass. The lampshade was covered with colorful patterns. When the switch was turned on, the desk lamp illuminated was as gorgeous and beautiful as a rainbow version.

This is Mr. Bai's favorite work when he was studying abroad. He has been by his side for so many years. It was dug out for decoration a while ago, but he didn't expect it to be left here.

Zheng He was still laughing beside him: "This style is too strange, and there is a pile of poop on it!"

Bai En's face darkened: "That symbolizes soil."

"What about this? Two white beards?" Zheng He gestured on his face as he spoke. He stretched out two index fingers and put them on his mouth and pulled them down, forcing out a strange face.

Bai En tried his best to control his emotions: "...the white one is a dove of peace."

"Oh," Zheng He turned the desk lamp in another direction, pointed to the pink trapezoid above, and said, "I know this! Hat! Right?"

Bai En: "..."

He felt that this desk lamp should be put away.