The man smiled, touched her head and led her to the door.

When the two returned to Wen Xiao's house, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening.

"I remember you said that your new home is near here?" Wen Xiao said to Qiao Ye without looking back as he went under the pot. "Which building and which unit?"

Qiao Ye smiled, walked over and hugged her from behind, whispered in her ear, "you'll know in a minute."

After the two had a casual dinner, Qiao ye took Wen Xiao outside the door and said he would take her to see his new home.

Wen Xiao hurriedly put on his coat, but the man stopped him. He only wore a thin sweater and no coat. He took Wen Xiao out.

Standing in front of his house, Wen Xiao knew why men didn't let themselves wear coats.

"You..." she looked at Qiao ye with a smug face. "This landlord has lived here for many years. I heard that many families came to him to buy a house and he refused. How did you persuade him?"

"Don't mention those bad things. Come to my house and have a visit," Qiao Ye gently pressed his finger on the fingerprint unlock, and the door opened. "Remember to record your fingerprint in the door lock when you leave later."

Wen Xiao walked in and looked carefully.

"Eh? Why is your house so big?" she looked at Qiao ye in amazement after turning around. "Wait a minute, won't you buy the house in the middle?"

This building has been for some years. The pattern is one floor with three rooms, so the area of each room is not large. It is reasonable that his house should be similar to the structure of Wen Xiaojia's family, but he directly bought the house in the middle

Wen Xiao sighed in his heart that rich people really can play, but he was also slightly moved.

The reason why he cleaned up like this is because he really wanted to take this place as his home, rather than buy it as a toy. He came to see it when he remembered it. If he couldn't remember it, he kept it there.

Wen Xiao sat on the leather sofa, looked at the pattern of the whole room, looked at the Nuo and Samo Xiaobai nestled on the opposite sofa, and couldn't help grinning.

This is really a winner's life

In other words, I also dreamed of similar scenes, a beautifully decorated house, a puppet cat, a white big dog, and a man with a fuzzy face.

This is probably your ideal life.

Wen Xiao thought about the scene in his dream and was slightly stunned. When he reacted, the man had put two cups of freshly squeezed juice in front of her.

"Are you afraid of living at home alone?" Qiao Ye sat down beside her and said solemnly, "now I offer reasonable condolences as a genuine boyfriend - can you live with me?"

Wen Xiao caught a mouthful of juice in his throat and almost gushed it out.

She swallowed the juice with difficulty before looking up at the man's expectant eyes.

"That's not good," said Wen Xiao, with two blushes on his face. "We've just been together..."

"What do you think?" Qiao Ye smiled softly at her tangled face. "I've prepared a room for you here, but I don't mind squeezing a bed with you if you want..."

Wen Xiao's face suddenly became redder.

Where did this hooligan with "I'm a gentleman" on his face come from!