Xuanyuanying stammered again and added: “I just think you, a petite sister who grew up in a honeypot, will never know the life of people like us for the rest of your life. You didn’t dislike me, but you said something like this, which surprised me.”
“Xuanyuan, I am a pampered young lady, but it doesn’t mean that I also have the temper of a young lady. I just talk about things. You must have paid a lot to get to where you are today. I admire it, but you limit my freedom in life. You did a great job in this matter. There is one thing to say.”
“So, I like your real temper.”
Xuanyuan Yan tugged at Su Qingyu’s wrist, Su Qingyu frowned, “Let me go!”
“There is no man here, and it is easy for single women like you to be targeted.”
Pei Yan, who followed behind, snorted coldly: “It’s great to be scolded and laughed at.”
Pei Luan didn’t speak either, and kept staring at Pei Yan.
Pei Yan looked at him fiercely: “What are you staring at me for?Am I wrong?”
“Brother, didn’t you like the dumplings made by Dr. Su before?Cannibalism has a soft mouth, and I think the boss is much happier than before, and there is nothing wrong with it.”
“Foolishness, haven’t you heard that strong twisted melons are not sweet?Besides, if the boss becomes a love brain, his former enemies who seek revenge will not be able to hack him to death with a random knife?He can’t have weaknesses.”
“Even if there is no Doctor Su, there will be other women. You can’t let the boss be a bachelor for a lifetime.”
Su Qingyu was taken by Xuanyuan to a dilapidated old house by a light car. If it was in the coastal area, the typhoon would be able to flatten it to the ground when it entered.
There is no elevator here, and the stairwell is plastered with layers of advertisements, and various flavors are mixed all the way up.
Xuanyuan Ying stopped in front of a wooden door and took out the spare key from the small flower pot at the door to open the door.
Su Qingyu thought he was going to take her to her former home, but he didn’t expect it to be a very warm scene after opening the door.
The room is very small, with neither floor tiles nor wooden floors on the ground, and it is still a rough house.
The sofa towels on the sofa are woven from wool.
There are several cats in the room. Although they are not of any breed, each one is Zhuyuan Yurun.
The gardenia on the window sill exudes a faint fragrance, and a pot of sunflowers smiles brightly at the sun.
The room was cleaned up very cleanly, and even the old TV of the 19th century was covered with a clean woolen TV towel.
It can be seen that the owner of the house has a pair of clever hands. Although the world is in tatters, there are still so many people who sew and mend to decorate such an ordinary hut so beautifully.
“Here it is……Su Qingyu glanced at it. It should be a house where a young person lives. “I remember you were an orphan?””
The photo frames next to them are full of yellowed old photos, all of which are photos of a middle-aged woman and a little boy. The boy has a pair of eyes that are exactly the same as Xuanyuanying, and he is rebellious.
When the voice fell, I heard footsteps coming from outside, and then a woman wearing an old-fashioned shirt and a cyan skirt entered the house.