Shu Jin's eyes moved back and forth between Gu Cheng and Xuan Ya. It seemed that Xuan Ya had offended Gu Cheng, and he didn't know what Xuan Ya had done. Gu Cheng, who offended the good old man, chuckled. Now, it's fun, but he can't With luck, she wanted to see how Wang Xuanya could live in a dilapidated house or endure it.
Xuanya also heard the sound. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fingers, and dug her nails into her flesh. She just endured it and didn't let herself make a sound. She had already thought of the consequences. She must live in the worst house.
Damn Gu Cheng, she didn't know where she offended him, why did she suddenly become like this? The thought of living in the worst house was unbearable for a moment, and the expression on her face was caught by the photographer.
[Originally, I thought that those who arrived first would choose the rooms first. There was no attraction. They must choose the best rooms first and leave the worst rooms. But when the director said this, I suddenly thought it was pretty good-looking and I liked it that way. 】
[What a coincidence, me too, I just like to see the director looking so angry. I really like these guests. Everyone can make the director angry. I feel happy when the director is angry. 】
[Xuanya’s look... is so scary. 】
[Director: I hate disobedient people like you the most. 】
Soon everyone had chosen a room, leaving only the worst one for Wang Xuanya.
Wang Xuanya looked at the dilapidated room, her eyes of disgust could not be concealed. She could not stay for a moment, and kept standing on the periphery, looking at the camera. She knew that the director would be watching, "Director, are you sure this room can Is it inhabitable? It seems like it will collapse in the next moment.”
The director's voice came over the intercom, "Of course you can. Lu Jingming also lived in a room like this before. They can live in it, why can't you?" It's almost like Wang Xuanya is being hypocritical.
Wang Xuanya was unhappy here, but Shujin was very happy. The room she chose was not the best, but she was very satisfied. It had everything in it, so the conditions here were pretty good.
Shihan looked around and was a little dissatisfied, "Mom, this house is not as beautiful as last time, and there are no fruit trees." There were really many fruit trees last time, and they were really delicious.
"If you like it, mom will plant fruit trees outside the house." After hearing that Shihan was obsessed with fruit trees, Shujin began to think about this possibility.
"Really? Mom." After hearing this topic, Shihan became interested. Picking fruit trees was really fun. She didn't get enough of it last time.
"Of course, my little baby." It was rare to see Shihan so happy, so Shujin planned to make this arrangement when she returned.
The two of them had almost packed their things when they heard the director asking everyone to gather together and also announced the destination.
"Baby, let's go." He put down the things, held Shihan's hand, and didn't forget to put on his bag. The things inside might be useful.
"Shihan, come here." As soon as Shujin took Shihan in, he heard Xiaoxiao's voice.
Looking up, she saw Xiaoxiao waving to them, and Shujin took Shihan over directly.
Everyone looked good and seemed very satisfied with the room, except for Xuanya who had a bit of a stinky expression. Shujin could see the forbearance in her smiling expression.
Hum, chuckled, now it’s fun.
"Sister Xiaoxiao." Shihan said in a milky voice, running over, and halfway through she found herself running in the air.
Shihan: Can I fly?
When she lowered her head and looked down, she found a hand on her belly, "Aunt Jingjing~" Shihan pouted and said in a sweet voice.
"Hey~" Jingjing responded happily, hugged Shihan in her arms, and rubbed Shihan's round little face, which was so tender and tender that it could bounce back once poked.
"Aunt Jingjing, don't, don't kiss..." Shihan refused.
The more she refused, the more intense she became. Shihan felt like she had been pressed somewhere, so soft that she could hardly breathe.
Shujin directly grabbed Shihan's clothes and rescued Shihan, and found that Shihan was blushing and breathing heavily.
"Can't you change places? Shihan is almost suffocated."
Jingjing lowered her head, blinked, and looked at Shujin, "Sorry, I forgot about it." It's been so long since I liked a child, I forgot.
"Aunt Jingjing, your place is so soft and big," she looked down at herself, "Why didn't I?" Her voice was still full of confusion.
[Shihan doesn’t like it, but I like it! 】
[Suddenly I envy Shihan. He is so blessed at such a young age. 】
[Shihan: This blessing is for you, do you want it? 】
[Stop talking, people in A are so envious. Why can Lu Jingming be so confused? This figure and this face are simply top-notch. 】
[Maybe it’s because of my voice and personality. 】
[Shihan, don’t ask, you are still young. 】
Jingjing was directly amused by Shihan and laughed.
Shujin was afraid that something might pop out of Jingjing's mouth, so she ran Shihan away from the place of right and wrong, "Mom, you're not as big as Aunt Jingjing." She moved her hand, "You're not as big as Aunt Jingjing either. My aunt is soft."
Shujin looked at the hand on his chest and swallowed, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Behind her, Jingjing's voice became louder. Shujin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, looked at Shihan, and made a decision to directly hold Shihan in Jingjing's arms.
"Come on, rub it, rub it until it's enough." She also helped Shihan put her hand on Jingjing's chest.
The smile on Jingjing's face suddenly froze, and she didn't react for a moment.
Shihan subconsciously pressed the QQ button, which was very comfortable, but why would her mother be angry?
When Shihan reacted again, he watched Aunt Jingjing holding herself up with both hands and feet, swinging back and forth.
"Aunt Jingjing..." Shihan said in a small voice, "Aunt Jingjing~"
Jingjing: "..." Who can bear it when this little voice comes out? Damn it, this damned person actually throws the problem to her.
He looked at Shujin angrily, but Shujin ignored him. When he turned back to look at Shihan, his eyes softened in an instant, and he said with a voice.
"Baby Shihan, be good, you can't touch this, no matter whether it's a boy or a girl, you can't touch it."
"Why? So comfortable." Shihan asked sweetly, still confused.
Jingjing: You little hooligan, ask a ghost, ask your mother.
"You don't care what it does. If you can't touch it, you can't touch it. Why do you ask?"
As soon as this voice came out, Shihan was confused. Why? Why has Aunt Jingjing’s voice changed?
"Don't ask, just obey." It's fun for other people, and it would be even more fun if she didn't educate her.
Shihan nodded subconsciously, okay, if you can't play, you can't play.
Netizens have laughed like crazy.
[Shihan, you little hooligan. 】
[Jingjing finally can’t hold it anymore. Stop holding it. You have such a loud voice that you can hear it in the yard. 】
…
I'm not feeling well today. I still have a chapter to go. I'll make up for it next time. My head hurts a little.
