The Age of Rebirth: Being spoiled and crying after marrying a retired veteran

Chapter 275 The House
Seeing herself in the mirror with twinkling eyes and a springy look on her cheeks, Qiao was confused again. She quickly looked away and never dared to look at the mirror again, but her heartbeat accelerated and jumped. She was in a daze all the way. The car stopped and was not noticed.

"Xiao Yao, what are you thinking about? Do you want me to carry you out of the car?" Zhou Xiaoyuan had already stood outside the passenger seat and was opening the door to unbuckle her seat belt.

When Qiao heard this again, his cheeks turned red, like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, and he immediately jumped out of the car, "No, no."

"Hey, where is this?"

Qiao couldn't care less about being shy, and found that the surrounding area was actually a residential building with many houses and yards, as well as small courtyard houses.

Zhou Xiaoyuan took her hand and walked inside, stopped in front of the third house, took out the key from his pocket, and opened the door.

"This is the yard I rented, take a look, what do you think?"

Qiao walked into the yard again and saw that this building had two floors. It was quite special and conspicuous on all sides. The most important thing was that all the rooms inside were connected to water and electricity. The stairs were made of wood. Although it made a little noise when walking, It is well kept, the room is very clean, and the walls look like they have been repainted.

"Go to the second floor and have a look. I know you like to live upstairs. It took me a long time to find such a location and room type." Zhou Xiaoyuan hugged her directly and walked upstairs.

Joe was so frightened that he almost screamed, and quickly hugged his neck with his backhand, grinding his teeth and biting his neck.

Zhou Xiaoyuan pulled her head down, leaned against the wall and kissed her several times.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Qiao quickly begged for mercy again.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Xiaoyuan held her in his arms and strode up the stairs, and walked into the innermost room. Opposite the room was a window, and he could see the yard and the surrounding area.

Zhou Xiaoyuan put her on the bed and pressed her on top, placing his chin on the red scarf.

"What are you doing?" Joe pinched the base of his ear again.

"Xiao Yao, do you like it?"

"Do you like this house? I like it." Joe deliberately rolled his eyes again, not looking at him.

Zhou Xiaoyuan reached out decisively to hold her face, and the two looked at each other, "I'm asking you if you like me."

Joe again deliberately did not answer.

Zhou Xiaoyuan frowned, a little unhappy, "You don't like me?"

The tone of the rhetorical question was a bit dangerous.

Although Qiao was naughty, she would not seek death. She nodded obediently, "I like you, Brother Yuan. How could I not like you? You have to be confident."

"Don't change the subject, don't think I don't know you're teasing me on purpose." Zhou Xiaoyuan pinched her nose and flicked it.

Qiao knew that his nose was red without even looking at it, so he quickly reached out to cover it, speaking in a low voice, with innocent eyes: "Brother Yuan, why are you bullying me?"

"I'm going to get up and look out the window."

"There's nothing to see. In fact, it's cold upstairs in winter, so you have to live on the kang downstairs." Winter in the capital is also cold at this time, and you need a stove and a kang bed, otherwise it will be trivial to get frostbite from the cold.

"No, I'm going to watch."

Zhou Xiaoyuan had no choice but to pull Qiao up again. When he saw Qiao taking the scarf and throwing it over again, he quickly caught it and folded it.

Joe was curious about everything again. Sometimes he looked at the structure of the surrounding yard outside the window, sometimes he looked at several houses passing by, and he was even curious when he saw the paintings left by the previous owner.

Zhou Xiaoyuan said: "Don't be cold. Come down after watching. I'll go downstairs to the kitchen to make dinner."

(End of this chapter)