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 Xia Ming saw that there was no sound, he fell asleep. The door was locked from the inside.
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.
Xia Ming moved the boxes in the room to the door and put 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 Xia Ming finished everything, Zhang Jinghan was still asleep, 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?”
Xia Ming looked at her dazed eyes and burst out laughing.
Zhang Jinghan widened her eyes and realized that she had been tricked. She got up and threw herself on Xia Ming's back, hammering him hard.
However, Xia Ming 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 played for a while until Xia Ming pushed Zhang Jinghan onto the sofa. She immediately quieted down.
The way she looked at Xia Ming was filled with tenderness, as if she was sending a 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 Xia Ming had flicked her on the head when she closed her eyes. The crisp sound lingered.
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."
Xia Ming moved the boxes twice, then returned the keys to the landlord and officially said goodbye to the place.
The two cars set off, and Jinghan followed behind. She didn't know where Xia Ming was moving 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 Xia Ming. It was understandable that everyone had a sense of vanity.
Xia Ming parked the car in front of Jiu Jian Shang Tang Villa No. 8. Looking at the 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.”
Xia Ming went forward to verify his face before the door could be opened. There was no key to this mansion, and he could only use the black technology to swipe his face.
Zhang Jing followed Xia Ming 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.
Xia Ming was very satisfied. He had already thought of a place to hang his recently completed masterpiece.
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