Yan Shiqi was dragged by the man to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The room was fully equipped with new bedding, and it could be seen that my grandfather had made a lot of preparations in order to make their lives more comfortable.

When he entered the door, Yan Shiqi patronized and looked at the layout of the room, but he didn't notice the burning glow in the man's deep and dark eyes.

When she closed the door, she was still exuding emotion: "The floor heating in the north is so comfortable!"

As the words fell, the world swirled, and she was pressed against the door panel, and she was greeted by a fiery kiss.

After the kiss, Yan Shiqi's cheeks were flushed with a red delicate color.

She breathed slightly, leaned against the man's shoulder to calm her breath, and her mouth was numb.

The man hugged her shoulders and sighed contentedly, "When I return to Licheng, Linhuwan will also be replaced with floor heating." ”

Yan Shiqi's eyes were moist, and he slapped his shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Now that the four of us live here, aren't you afraid that Orange Orange and them will suddenly come up?"

The man's dark pupils crossed the playful taste, and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, "They, they're not available." ”

Yan Shiqi was stunned for half a second, but he was speechless.

……

Half an hour later, the men led their women back into the living room.

The time was too short, and it was broad daylight, so of course nothing could happen.

But...... It's still okay to quench your thirst.

At this time, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu were sitting on the sofa in the back window, and Wen Cheng and Lei Ruixiu were opposite them.

Not surprisingly, the corners of the sisters' mouths were a little swollen.

Clean teacups and teapots were placed on the coffee table in front of him, and the kettle was buzzing.

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Cheng fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, and his tone was very flat, "My grandfather called me just now, saying that a family banquet was held in the evening, and everyone from the Duanmu family would come back." ”

Hearing the sound, Yan Shiqi pulled his lips and did not express his opinion.

It was the first time she had come to a powerful compound like the Duanmu family, and her completely unfamiliar senses made her very cautious in her behavior.

Today is Friday, and most of the people in the Duanmu family are in important positions in the imperial capital, so it is understandable that they are busy with work.

But the feelings that Rong Yun brought to them did not have much sincerity.

I don't know what kind of style the other Duanmu family people will have.

'Plop-'

At this time, when they were discussing the next arrangement, a muffled sound suddenly came from the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room of the bungalow.

Yan Shiqi was the first to look back, the sunlight was a little dazzling, but between the shadows, it seemed that he saw a figure staggering from the grass outside the window...... Crawled out.

Wen Cheng also got up at the right time, walked to the window to look outside, and muttered, "Xiao Sheng?"

Yan Shiqi was suspicious, "Who is it?"

Wen Cheng looked at the big boy who was standing outside the window waving at her with his schoolbag on his back, and touched his head helplessly, "Rong Yun's son, Duanmu Sheng, should be seventeen years old this year." In terms of seniority, let's call him...... Uncle!"

Yan Shiqi: "......"

What a young boy, such a big generation!

The teenager outside the window, a little excited, flipped the schoolbag behind him, didn't have time to wipe the dust off the trouser leg of the school uniform, and ran in the direction of the gate.

When Wen Cheng opened the door, Duanmu Sheng was extremely excited, but his eyes were locked on Yan Shiqi in the room.

He grinned, smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, he didn't even say hello, and stood in front of Yan Shiqi bypassing Wen Cheng.

The young man spoke incoherently excitedly, "Ten, ten, seventeen goddesses, hello, I ...... I'm Duanmu Sheng, that is, ...... It's the Uncle Wang who Weibo [Did Seventeen and her husband divorce today]! You, you also replied to me. ”

Wen Cheng and Lei Ruixiu were dumbfounded.

Fourth Brother Qin, his handsome face was instantly gloomy as ink......