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The intermediary guy held his briefcase between his hands, wiped the sweat off his brow by the door, and said, "Here we are, this is the seventh suite."

Song Xinci pressed his waist with one hand, and held a large palm-leaf fan in the other. He slapped Xia Yao twice, and said weakly: "Brother, do you think we are very annoying? Forget it, if it's okay, just leave it alone." .”

The old man in the agency opened the door politely, feeling very powerless. This customer's standard of being okay is too high.

Pushing open the door, it feels pretty good.

The intermediary brother has a confident face. Compared with the enthusiasm when introducing the previous six houses, there is no discount in the slightest. Regardless of whether it is true or not, professionalism is here. He himself is not confident in the house source. How can he satisfy the client? He said loudly: " High-end garden complex, complete property, luxurious and fine decoration, all appliances and furniture are fully equipped, you can move in with your bags, it is less than 10 minutes walk from Metro Line [-], and the largest Zhengjin Square in Yangchuan is just two streets away from the back door.” He said and pointed out the window: "Look, there is the only [-]A-level tourist attraction in the urban area of ​​Yangchuan City, Jingcheng Mansion. In ancient times, it was the Yamen of Yangchuan City. There are seven national key cultural relics protection units in it. It's a great place for you two to go on vacation. Our community is also relatively high-end, which fits your temperament perfectly. The owner's family went to the United States to take care of their children to study in college, and they will not come back in the past few years. Such a good and reliable house There are not many sources, and there are already customers who are interested in it, but they have not paid a deposit, so I can make it easier for you."

"Come from behind, it's not so good." Xia Yao quite liked this suite, with Japanese-style decoration, elegant and simple, two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms, enough for her and Song Xinci to live in.

The intermediary brother smiled slightly: "What's the problem? He didn't pay the deposit. Who knows if he will come or not. There are too many verbal promises. My house can't be empty." Empty earns less money every day.

"New words, what do you think?" Xia Yao asked, unscrewing the cap of the mineral water bottle.

Song Xinci nodded, and said to the broker: "I think it's okay, how much is it?"

Only one step away from victory, the broker wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "One bet pays three, the contract is signed for half a year, [-] a month."

Xia Yao was about to drink water, and screwed back the bottle cap. It was too expensive. Jingcheng District is indeed a rich area in the legend, and the real estate in Linjiang District near the river is much cheaper than this.

Xia Yao wanted to wink at Song Xinci, but the latter didn't look at her, and took out a card decisively: "That's it."

The intermediary brother breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took out a pen, a contract, and a mobile POS machine from his briefcase, all of which were prepared.

After everything was OK, the intermediary brother told Song Xinci about the parking space, handed over the key and room card to Song Xinci, stood by the door and said: "Then I won't bother you two, I wish you good health and a happy life." joy."

"Wait a minute." Song Xinci yelled, walked to the door, and handed the cattail fan to the elder brother: "Your fan."

The old man in the agency waved his hand with a smile on his face: "Here is it for you." Then he took it to the door and left.

Xia Yao was very happy to see Song Xinci, so she didn't say anything else, she took out her card from her bag, although it was a small amount of money for Song Xinci, but it was always not very good, Xia Yao walked to Song Xinci , handed the card to Song Xinci, and said: "Not much." The part-time job when I was studying, the salary when I came out to work, the money I saved for a few years, about [-].

Song Xinci took the card and looked at Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, usually only the husband will give the salary card to his wife."

Xia Yao walked to the door, pressed on the light, and said: "This light is quite beautiful."

Song Xinci smiled, put one hand on his waist, and trot behind Xia Yao: "What's the password?"

"994129." After Xia Yao finished speaking, she went to lie on her side.

Song Xinci repeated in place: "994129." Isn't this her birthday, January 1994, 1.

Song Xinci was moved in his heart, followed him to lie on his side, and called out very softly: "Sister Yao~"

Xia Yao blushed a little, coughed, and said, "I like this tatami bed, so I'll sleep in this one."

At this time, he was thinking of giving her the master bedroom with its own bathroom, Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao straightly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Xia Yao's face turned red when Song Xinci looked at her, her hands were not hands, her feet were not feet, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and go out silently.

Song Xinci hugged Xia Yao from behind, and walked out with four feet together, either you kicked me or I kicked you, Song Xinci put his head on Xia Yao's back neck: "Sister Yao, why are you so tricky? People are rare."

Xia Yao was ashamed, so she had no choice but to say: "New words, I'm hungry, I can't memorize you."

Song Xinci let go of Xia Yao, ran to Xia Yao, squatted down, and patted himself on the back: "Come on, I'll carry you."

Xia Yao pretended not to see, and walked towards the door: "It's past one o'clock, it's time to eat."

"Sister Yao."

Xia Yao turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Help me, my back hurts and I can't stand up."

Xia Yao walked up to Song Xinci, helped Song Xinci up, and scolded: "You can't just stay here, move less."

After a simple lunch outside, Song Xinci called Uncle Li, and the three carried their luggage all afternoon.

After having dinner and seeing off Uncle Li, the two returned to the newly rented house and officially started living together.

After taking a shower, Xia Yao put the laptop into the grid under the tatami mat, sat on the chair in front of the computer desk, propped her head on her left hand, held a pen in her right hand, and laid a few white papers on the table, thinking about how to choose words and make sentences. When you have a little inspiration, just write a few words in a rustle.She wants to write down the profound stories and insights she has interviewed, and plans to submit it to a publishing house in the future, and she has already completed more than half of it.

After taking a shower, Song Xinci, wearing a very sexy white lace pajamas, walked to the living room, picked up the cup of honey water that had been soaked before the shower, and knocked on Xia Yao's door.

Xia Yao didn't say please come in, but buttoned the paper, stood up and opened the door for Song Xinci, and Song Xinci's smiling face was in front of her.

I have to say that Song Xinci's smile is very lethal, clean, bright, sunny, warm like a little sun.

"Sister Yao, I made honey water for you." Song Xinci said and handed the cup to Xia Yao.

Xia Yao pursed her lips and took the glass, nodded: "Thank you."

Song Xinci leaned against the door and said, "Didn't the column we planned a few days ago ask them to find suitable characters who are willing to appear on TV? They found more than a dozen, and the information was just sent to my mailbox. Our first First tell six stories in one season, I will show it to you, and you can give me some advice."

Xia Yao took a sip of water and said, "I am willing to tell anyone's story, so you can arrange new words, I will listen to you."

Song Xinci stretched out his thumb, wiped the corner of Xia Yao's mouth, and said, "Sister Yao, this column is equivalent to our child, can you be a responsible mother, I'll get the computer." After finishing speaking, Turn around and go back to the master bedroom.

Liu Xiayao stood by the door alone, dumbstruck.

The living room was covered with a rug, on which was a low wooden table with a few cushions scattered around it, opposite the TV.There is no sofa.

Song Xinci came out with the laptop in his arms, put the computer on the table, and sat cross-legged on the mat. Xia Yao also walked over to Song Xinci with honey syrup and sat down.

Song Xinci watched Xia Yao sit down, patted himself on the shoulder, and said to Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, there are quite a lot of information, lean on my shoulder to read."

Xia Yao shook her head with a smile, looked at her with admiration, rubbed Song Xinci's head, and said in an elder tone: "Our Xinci has grown up and is sensible, I feel very relieved."

Xia Yao leaned on Song Xinci's shoulder, and after the two of them read the profiles of seven or eight people together, Song Xinci's cell phone rang.

Song Xinci picked up the phone, it was Xu Lang's call.

"Trouble?"

"Aunt said?"

"Just say we broke up."

"The reason, well, the general reason is not good, and it will affect the relationship between the two families, so you have nothing to choose."

"Go away, you just say that I am gay. This reason not only makes uncles and aunts step down, but also makes people helpless."

"Do you guess true or false?"

"I won't tell you anymore, bye."

Xu Lang's mother asked her to go to Xu's house for dinner tomorrow. It's not an option to procrastinate like this. It's better to solve this problem simply and neatly. It's all about Chen Kang's talkativeness.Song Xinci hung up the phone and turned to look at Xia Yao, who was shocked.

Song Xinci half-closed his eyes, revealing a little dangerous message, and said, "Why, Sister Yao, do you discriminate against homosexuals?"

Xia Yao quickly waved her hand: "No, no."

Song Xinci licked his tongue, charming and sexy: "Sister Yao, I actually found that you are still very good."

Xia Yao stretched out her hand and twisted Song Xinci's head to face the computer, saying: "It's so late, read it early, go to bed early."

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