――So beautiful! Is it a wedding room?

――Is the painting on the wall of the staircase a masterpiece by Master Fang?

――Ruoruo, you and your brother are living together??? Is this a prelude to getting married?

―Wait a minute, why does the robot in the lower left corner of p1 look familiar?

―Holy shit??? That seems to be the fighting robot donated by my brother at the charity dinner? I remember that it was auctioned off for two million at that time?

——The mysterious buyer back then was Xu Zhaixing??? What kind of old candy is this?! It’s sweet to me in one bite

―Hahahahahahahahahahahaha I remember that Ye Mingda was so angry that he went around looking for people to ask who stole his heart. He probably never dreamed that it was Xu Zhaixing who did it.

——Ye Mingda has not given up looking for a buyer for the robot yet. He said that even if he can't get it, he still wants to see and touch it with his own eyes. Now he is expected to find one soon.

――Ruoruo, quickly remove the mosaic of the robot! We will help you hide it!

―As expected of Mr. Xu, he paid for it with two million. After the robot made by my brother was auctioned, it appeared in my home again. I laughed so much that I vomited milk.

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After Xu Zhaixing showed off her new house, she looked around for half an hour. It wasn't until Cen Feng called her upstairs to take a shower that she obediently turned off the lights and climbed upstairs.

The floor heating was turned on in the room, and it wasn't cold at all. Cen Feng had already taken a bath and put water in the bathtub. Xu Zhaixing ran in with his nightgown and closed the curtain a little shyly.

Cen Feng went to heat up a glass of milk and brought it up. When he heard the sound of water rushing inside, he walked to the door and asked, "Is the water temperature suitable?"

Her soft voice came with the heat: "Suitable."

Cen Feng said: "Don't wait too long, it's already twelve o'clock."

There was an obedient response inside, and after a while the sound of water stopped and the sound of a hair dryer came out. Cen Feng was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone. The little girl dried her hair and rushed to bed wrapped in fresh fragrance.

I rolled a few times on the bed and happily threw myself into his arms: "Brother, the mattress is so comfortable! The sheets are so soft!"

He laughed, stretched out his arms to hug her, and asked in a low voice: "Are you tired?"

Xu Zhaixing said stupidly: "I'm not tired! I'm so excited."

He turned around and turned off the bedside lamp, opened the drawer, pressed her under him, and kissed her ear: "It's good that you're not tired."
Chapter completed!