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Jiang Ning's words made Qi Xingzhou's eyes light up instantly.

He hasn't been to Jiang Ning's house yet.

After finding the way today, can Jiang Ning visit us every day?

Qi Xingzhou immediately stood up, his dark eyes sparkling. He carefully guarded the good news and sat in the passenger seat, quietly, like a good daughter-in-law who was about to come to the door.

Jiang Ning was wet and not feeling very well. She rolled up all the car windows and drove back faster than she had come while ensuring safety and not speeding.

About twenty minutes later, the two left the bay and returned to the bustling city.

Jiang Ning drove the car back to the basement parking lot of the community, and then took Qi Xingzhou into the elevator.

Jiang Ning's new home this time is a high-end community, with a one-elevator-one-unit layout. When the elevator door opens, it is the entrance to the room.

Jiang Ning had just moved here not long ago, and there were only her personal belongings here. Even the only two pairs of slippers on the shoe cabinet were women's.

Fortunately, Jiang Ning didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she didn't have the habit of asking guests to wear shoe covers before entering the house. Jiang Ning put on her slippers and said to Qi Xingzhou as she entered the house: "You can sit wherever you like. There are drinks and fruits in the refrigerator. You Take it and eat it yourself, I'll take a shower and change clothes first."

Qi Xingzhou, who was following Jiang Ning, nodded obediently and watched as Jiang Ning quickly walked into a bedroom like a tornado, disappearing behind the door. Then the door was slammed shut by her, leaving Qi Xingzhou alone at the entrance. , very much like an abandoned little duck.

Qi Xingzhou doesn't like to go out, and usually likes to stay in his small home. Every time Qi Jingshan and Qi Chen want to take him to the company to patrol business, it's hard to do so, let alone take him to other people's homes.

However, at this moment, he was standing at the entrance with a red face, full of exploration and curiosity about Jiang Ning's home. Just standing at Jiang Ning's door, he couldn't help but feel a sudden sense of happiness in his heart.

However, Qi Xingzhou is not yet able to distinguish the various emotions in his heart, and his ability to recognize his own emotions is limited to sticking to Jiang Ning.

Qi Xingzhou raised his feet and took the first step cautiously.

Jiang Ning rented a two-bedroom apartment with a kitchen, bathroom and balcony.

The whole suite is only eighty or ninety square meters, which is not as big as Qi Xingzhou's room, but it is better than the small one. It has all the internal organs, the furniture is neatly arranged, the indoor light is bright, and the windows are clear.

Qi Xingzhou looked at it quietly, and the more he looked at Jiang Ning's cabin, the more he liked it.

Feeling a little tired from standing, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

The rectangular double sofa was covered with a goose-yellow plush blanket. The sofa, which was usually more than enough for Jiang Ning to lie on alone, actually looked a bit miniscule after Qi Xingzhou sat on it.

His long legs seemed to be unable to stretch out, and could only be squeezed together in an aggrieved manner.

But not only was Qi Xingzhou not restrained in the slightest, but he also felt that the small sofa under him was more comfortable for him to sit on than the big sofa in his room, as if he were sitting in a soft cloud.

If Ji Shuang heard Qi Xingzhou's thoughts at this moment, she would probably cry in anger.

The items used by Qi's family may seem unremarkable, simple, low-key, and unremarkable. In fact, the price of any single product is not low, and the quality is even better.

The sofa in Qi Xingzhou's room was specially customized by a high-end counter, all pursuing comfort.

Now in Qi Xingzhou's eyes, a seven-digit sofa is not as pleasant as a three-digit sofa? His love for Jiang Ning actually reached the sofa?
  Fortunately, Ji Shuang wasn't here, otherwise she would have had to marry off this stupid son who had his elbow bent to Jiang Ning overnight.

Because she didn't want to keep Qi Xingzhou waiting in the living room, Jiang Ning took a shower quickly and walked out of the room with her wet hair wrapped in a short time. Jiang Ning was slightly stunned when she saw Qi Xingzhou sitting on the sofa with an awkward posture, and almost didn't recognize the small and cramped sofa under him.

Against the background of his tall figure, the small goose-yellow sofa beneath him looked like a cub who went out to work before he was full moon, and he looked inexplicably cute.

Jiang Ning walked to the refrigerator, took out soda water, gave one bottle to Qi Xingzhou, and opened another bottle for herself to drink.

"Are you hungry? We'll go out after I finish drying my hair." Jiang Ning said.

Qi Xingzhou shook his head and said that he was not hungry yet.

He thought cleverly: If he could be allowed to live here, it would be okay even if he didn't eat.

Jiang Ning took out the hair dryer from the room and blew her hair aside.

The originally quiet living room was filled with the hum of a hair dryer.

When her hair was almost dry, Jiang Ning turned off the hair dryer and waved to Qi Xingzhou: "Come here, I'll help you dry your clothes."

Qi Xingzhou was wearing a dark gray casual suit today. The color was relatively dark and the water stains were not obvious.

In addition, he was soaked by the water on Jiang Ning's body after hugging Jiang Ning. The only place that got wet was the front of his clothes. Jiang Ning planned to blow him with a hair dryer so that he wouldn't be able to see it.

Qi Xingzhou stood up and walked to Jiang Ning. Jiang Ning raised her hand and touched his clothes and sleeves. She found that they were almost semi-dry and could be easily dried.

The sound of the hairdryer humming was heard in the room again.

Jiang Ning lowered her head, held up the hair dryer in her hand, and concentrated on drying his clothes.

Qi Xingzhou, who is about [-] meters tall, was originally taller than Jiang Ning. Now that Jiang Ning lowered his head, he also lowered his head.

Qi Xingzhou's calm eyes fell on Jiang Ning. The two were relatively close. His breath was filled with the fragrance of Jiang Ning after bathing, which smelled particularly good. Qi Xingzhou pursed his lips in pleasure, and the corners of his lips could not help but secretly raise a slight angle.

When Jiang Ning blew his clothes, Qi Xingzhou cooperated very well. Jiang Ning gently pulled his clothes and he knew which direction to turn sideways. Jiang Ning gently twirled the sleeve of one of his hands, and he immediately raised the arm of that hand to facilitate Jiang Ning's blowing.

After all the wet parts of his clothes were dried, Jiang Ning retracted her hand and turned off the hair dryer: "Okay."

When Qi Xingzhou heard this, there was a hint of depression in his eyes.

When Jiang Ning wasn't paying attention, he lowered his head and secretly grabbed his clothes. After finding that they were indeed dry, he lowered his hands.

Jiang Ning took out a few bags of snacks, gave them to Qi Xingzhou, and took them to the balcony to watch the scenery.

Originally, Jiang Ning had planned to take Qi Xingzhou to watch the sunset on the beach, but now she could only watch it from the balcony.

Jiang Ning lives on the [-]th floor and can barely see some beautiful sunset.

Jiang Ning also raised her hand to point Qi Xingzhou in the direction: "Do you know which direction is your home? Look, over there."

Qi Xingzhou stood aside furtively, glanced quickly in the direction Jiang Ning was pointing, and then immediately looked away: he didn't want to go back at all. (End of chapter)