Mo Huaiyuan interrupted her softly—

"Decide this first," he made a decision in a quiet voice, "If you see something more appropriate when you come out, change it!"

"Okay, no problem!" The shopping guide was so happy!

After all, among the customers who once looked at these four-piece sets and were affordable, there was no precedent for other styles to grab orders! Rong!

Qu Weilan's face suddenly sank with her heart. She flipped over the sheets in her hand and smiled.

Do you even need to accommodate safer if you are doing things like home bed sheets?

Qu Weilan couldn't explain the feeling in her heart, as if she couldn't figure out Mo Huaiyuan's thoughts at this moment - was she simply accommodating to Anran, or was she hinting at herself in disguise that between Mo Huaiyuan and her, she was just riding a donkey and looking for a horse! When it came to a more suitable one, change it!

But, who is the donkey? Who is the horse???

No creature like women is easy to mess with.

Qu Weilan could see that An Ran's mood suddenly improved a lot. When she visited the home accessories area, most of the styles she chose were incompatible with Mo Huaiyuan's style. Although it was already considered to be relatively neutral in the women's circle, it was still a little softer for Mo Huaiyuan - in the house he rented, there was no need for the hostess for the time being?

"I still think that postmodern style picture frame is good, the bedroom has a wide view, which is more atmospheric than these simple sea and wheat fields. What do you think?" Before she could answer, Qu Weilan smiled and said, "I once went to the home of an American finance manager abroad. His house was decorated like this, which was very beautiful. I also thought about asking him when I was decorating my home, where to buy the paintings. I didn't expect there would be..."

An Ran was a little stunned when she heard this. After all, the time for a woman to dress up is proportional to her aesthetic vision. In some things, she does not have Qu Weilan’s confidence.

I was just picking up the painting with great enthusiasm, but now I can't help but retreat.

——It’s true. When she was renovating her home, if the designer hadn’t insisted, An Ran would have decorated her room in a different way. Thanks to the designer, she could still see her room now.

"What do you think?" Qu Weilan raised her eyes and asked Mo Huaiyuan softly.

"Your eyes are better." He glanced at him and said a frank sentence indifferently.

"Then, listen to me?" Qu Weilan was very happy by his frank words. She glanced at the two of them and told the shopping guide that she ordered this set of paintings in the bedroom.

The layout of three bedrooms and two living rooms is transparent from north to south, and the bay windows in the living room and bedroom are both large. The apartment is bluish on the road and can definitely be more beautiful than a villa of 500 square meters.

Along the way, An Ran said fewer and fewer words, and the mood on her little face became worse and worse.

but.

More of it is loss.

She does look like a follower. Mo Huaiyuan and Qu Weilan are like a beautiful couple made of the world. On the other hand, she is beautiful but somewhat slim. She doesn't envy these things on weekdays. After all, she is not Qu Weilan's charming and gentle style. However, by comparison, she suddenly feels a little jealous and lonely.

After leaving the furniture city, Xiao Li took the staff to transport goods. When they finished their meal outside, they just saw the house that had been decorated when they returned.

Sichuan hotpot.

Qu Weilan is a southerner who can eat spicy food. He speaks softly and softly. His tone is slightly sweet due to the dialect, not like standard Mandarin. In the steaming steam, An Ran was alone using the clear soup pot next to the mandarin duck pot. Seeing Qu Weilan opposite him red lips and white teeth, her spicy face was red, and her watery eyes were bright, her discomfort became heavier and he felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Engineer An..." Qu Weilan shouted, then patted her forehead and said, "I'm still not used to calling you. From now on, can you call An Ran?"

An Ran nodded and forced a smile: "Yes."

Didn’t she say that on the first day of meeting?

"An Ran, I live very close to you in the future. Please take care of Huaiyuan more. Although I know that he has always played the role of brother, he must have taken care of you more, but..." She looked at Mo Huaiyuan a little, her eyes were ambiguous and a bit of teasing, "A big man will always have inconvenient places in life. At that time, I will ask you to help him more!"

This is what An Ran is really an outsider.

Take a step back and say that even Mo Huaiyuan's biological sister, when she heard a woman who had inexplicably descended from the air and called her "sister-in-law" to herself, she probably only thought to herself - it's really strange, when my brother and I were running wildly together in open crotch pants, it seemed that they were not as good as you yet, right?

But, in the end, you have to be able to live up to your face.

"Okay." An Ran held the beer and followed

Tang She smiled and touched her.

Alcohol is a hundred antidotes and can eliminate intestinal toxicity.

An Ran began to understand why she got drunk that day and vomited so many truths after drinking. Now she also wanted to get drunk. After getting drunk, she blew all these messy resentment!!

"Are you full?" Mo Huaiyuan raised his eyes and looked at An Ran opposite him and asked faintly.

An Ran nodded, but she couldn't eat anyway, so she was just as full as she wasn't full.

"Then go home and get off early!" Qu Weilan said with a smile, "I'll take you back and go back to the hotel by myself!"

Several people stood up.

"Can you live alone in a hotel?" Mo Huaiyuan walked in front and asked.

Qu Weilan was stunned, and then a little flattered in her water eyes: "I... it's okay to be alone! The hotel security measures are quite strict!"

"It's one thing to be strict. Your home is local. It took a few hours to drive to the city but stay in a hotel. Your parents wouldn't agree." Mo Huaiyuan curled his lips coldly and said slowly the fact that she was hiding.

Qu Weilan lowered her head. Yes, he was right. She was indeed wronged and dared not let her parents know a little.

She didn't even find someone to talk to.

"I haven't refunded the house I've assigned to the municipal government yet. I'll give you your household registration and ID card to Zou Yan another day. He's going through the transfer procedures." A faint sentence was said, shocking Qu Weilan. Mo Huaiyuan looked at her and stopped to explain, "Don't get me wrong. If you want to divide the municipal government's house, you need to wait for the quota. I can't use it for the time being. It's better to give it to you first. It's just that the early transfer procedures have been completed and it needs to be re-issued now."

"I can't use it. If you move there, at least there are many colleagues with you, your parents will feel at ease."

I can't use it.

While moved, Qu Weilan captured this sentence in his words. He couldn't figure out whether his actions were out of love for her or his demeanor, and he would do this to anyone, any aggrieved woman who could not see him.

And why did he say that he couldn't use it?

"Okay, I'll move over tomorrow." Qu Weilan looked up at him and said, "Thank you."

"You are kind to you."

Mo Huaiyuan knew what he was doing. Qu Weilan is living like this now because of him. He can not give her feelings, but he cannot give her safety.

Behind the main road, An Ran walked alone in his own shadow. The more she walked, the more she missed An Zhanyu, Kyoto, and wanted to escape from here.

Strangely, I had never thought about going home for six years in the country. Now, why did I suddenly do this?

In front, Qu Weilan was calling her again and asked her to come and get in the taxi.

Xiao Li drove away, and they had to take a taxi back.

An Ran trotted over, and without looking at the intimate two people, he went directly into the passenger seat.

When he arrived at the door of his house, An Ran took the keys into his room first and left them in Mo Huaiyuan's new residence - Niwai.

*******

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of the house was knocked.

Mo Huaiyuan was kneading all the packaging plastic bags together and throwing them into a cardboard box. After taking a shower, his hair was not dry. His white and gray home clothes dissipated a lot of the anger in his body. When the door sounded, he stopped and looked back.

One or three sounds, no hurry, or even hesitation, unwilling to accept it.

Mo Huaiyuan's tall and tall figure stood up, walked over, and opened the door.

The little woman leaned against the door, her face pale. When she saw him coming to open the door, she trembled slightly, raised her inexplicably lonely and sad water eyes and looked at him.

——It was as if she was not willing to knock on his door, but she was so depressed that she couldn't help but come here involuntarily. She looked at the door with a gaze and knocked unwillingly. Waiting for him to open.

But the cold expression on his face seemed to have known early in the morning that she would come.

Will knock on his door.

Such a thing is never seen in a century.

When I went out together before, even if the chandelier was broken and the sewer was blocked, and the toilet was full of garbage, An Ran was cold and asked him to come over immediately. At night, he was concerned about whether she would be hungry if she didn't eat midnight snacks, and whether the bed board was too hard to fall asleep.

Mo Huaiyuan opened the door completely, opened it to her, portraying the elegant and elegant look of eyebrows and eyes, and said softly: "What?"

An Ran snatched the door, her little face was filled with an indescribable depression. She took a breath and said hoarsely: "The water heater was broken, it was already yesterday.

The fire cannot be caught," she paused and spit out a few words, "...I'm hungry."

When eating hot pot, she only stared at Qu Weilan's clever smile and was not full at all.

Mo Huaiyuan stared at her and looked at her for a while.

The quiet air deposits an inexplicable lingering atmosphere, which spreads from the heart to the surroundings and spreads.

The hook wrapped around his heart, like slowly suffocating.

"Then close your door and come here." He said lightly.

close the door?

An Ran was stunned and looked back in a daze. Then she realized that she forgot to close the door next door and came out. She ran to close the door with a "hmm" and stopped with her little hand, "I'll get my pajamas and washing things..."

"No need." The tall and upright figure turned around and said, "I have bought all of them."

……Yeah?

The little woman was stunned for a few seconds when she looked at his back, closed the door, and trotted all the way.

He has a new one.

Everything was just purchased near the Home City, new pajamas and toiletries. When An Ran walked in and flirted with things, she saw that the room was already cleaned, and only some cartons were piled up in the living room. The overall style from the bedroom to the living room was decorated according to the picture frame ornaments selected by Qu Weilan. When she stayed in this house, there was a scent of Qu Weilan everywhere.

He ran to the bathroom with a pale little face and turned on the "Crazy" shower, and the fire turned on in the kitchen.

The newly arrived refrigerator is still pre-cooled without any ingredients, and the only ones at hand are those who passed by the supermarket when I just came back. Mo Huaiyuan asked the taxi driver to stop temporarily and get off the car and buy it.

This damn thing is almost forming a habit...prescient.
To be continued...