I didn't want to sleep with you. Why did I waste so much effort? I've already advanced into the inner room. How can I waste this opportunity?
If it were any other man, he would have pushed her down long ago. But you, you slept alone with a clear conscience.
When Si Nanqiao saw that there was no sound, he fell asleep. The door was already locked.
An hour later, he woke up in a daze. He opened the door and saw Jinghan sleeping on the sofa.
A woman who didn't make a fuss still looked pretty good.
Si Nanqiao moved the boxes from the room to the door and placed the other things in one place. There were only three boxes in total, but they were a little big.
Then, he called the landlady and told her that he wanted to return the rent. He didn't want anything, just the rent.
Seeing that he was an invisible rich man, the landlord agreed and returned the 3600 yuan that he had bet for three months.
After Si Nanqiao had settled everything, Zhang Jinghan was still unconscious, probably because she was drunk.
He had no choice but to wake her up.
"Senior, I'm late for class."
Jinghan sat up from the sofa with a loud bang. She was completely stunned.
He actually asked,
"What class is it today? Will there be attendance?”
Si Nanqiao looked at her dazed eyes and burst out laughing.
Zhang Jinghan's eyes widened. Realizing that she had been tricked, she got up and threw herself at the back of the Sinan Bridge.
However, Si Nanqiao was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat.
Hiss... It was soft.
Should he blow an offensive foul when he dribbled the ball and bumped into someone?
Alright, there didn't seem to be any judges here.
The two of them argued for a while until Si Nanqiao pushed Zhang Jinghan onto the sofa. She immediately quieted down.
She looked at the Sinan Bridge with tender eyes, as if she was sending some kind of signal.
The distance between the two was only a fist's distance. No one knew what would happen.
Jinghan closed her eyes slowly and prepared herself.
"Ouch…"
Suddenly, there was a scream. It was Jinghan's voice.
She covered her forehead, and her anger surged.
It turned out that Si Nanqiao had flicked her on the head when she closed her eyes. The crisp sound lingered in the air.
Then, he stood at the side and watched Jinghan's reaction. He couldn't help but smile evilly.
Zhang Jinghan glared at him and turned to leave.
She felt very wronged. She was once a girl, after all. How could she have fallen to such a state?
The key was that he couldn't fall even if he wanted to.
"You're leaving just like that? Senior, aren't you going to help me move?”
"Hurry up and get down here."
Jinghan's voice came from the corridor, filled with anger and resentment.
"Yes... That's much more normal. Not bad."
Si Nanqiao moved the boxes twice, then returned the keys to the landlord and officially said goodbye to the place.
The two cars set off with Jinghan following behind. She still didn't know where the Sinan Bridge was going to be moved to.
Ten minutes later, they arrived near the Jiujian Shangtang villa complex.
Along the way, Jinghan had a question. Where were they going?
However, the further she walked, the more doubts she had. When she saw the nine Shangtang villas, her doubts instantly turned into shock.
"This... Junior Brother, are you really going to heaven? You're actually going to be Father Ma's neighbor?”
The anger from before disappeared immediately. She realized that she had to get this junior, or she would regret it to death.
Of course, she still liked Si Nanqiao. It was understandable that everyone had a sense of vanity.
Si Nanqiao parked the car in front of Jiu Jian's Shangtang Mansion Number 8. Looking at the luxurious Chinese-style mansion in front of him, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Junior, is this your new home?”
"Yeah, how is it? Isn't it nice?”
Jinghan covered her face, her heart pounding. This was not just Nice, this was a wealthy family.
When she thought about the possibility of marrying into a wealthy family in the future, she was so excited that she almost fainted.
"Junior, can we go in and take a look?"
"Nonsense, even if it's for living, it's not a collectible.”
Si Nanqiao went forward to verify his face before the door could open. There was no key to this mansion, and he could only use the black technology to swipe his face.
Zhang Jing followed Si Nanqiao excitedly and took the first step.
The freehand ink painting on the wall at the entrance slowly seeped in from afar. In front of the house, bamboo and osmanthus were planted, birds were raised and fish were raised. It was a natural private world away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Entering the house, the background of the living room sofa, the end of the corridor, the background of the master bedroom's bed, and the things that were unintentionally placed on the table were all more or less, heavy or light, freehand ink paintings. They were flowing like water, and they were done in one go.
A large area of the wall was left blank, and part of the wall was treated as a whole piece of wood facing, connecting the interior of the kitchen with the materials.
This kind of design went through the process of removing the rough and selecting the essence, cutting out the complicated and keeping it simple, resisting the impact of the trend of diverse styles and different meanings.
The entire three-door mansion was a work of art. The artistic atmosphere was extremely dense, and it felt like everything was influenced by Chinese culture.
Si Nanqiao was very satisfied. He had already thought of a place to hang his recently completed masterpiece.
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