Yin Shaojie said with some regret, "I should have made our room look like a wedding room."
Mu Xiaoxiao burst into laughter, "Wedding room? Why do you have to make it like that? It's very strange!"
"Because, Hua Zhu Ye..." Yin Shaojie said in her ear.
Mu Xiaoxiao said, "Don't make trouble!"
Fortunately, he didn't do that, otherwise Qiqing and the others would probably laugh when they saw it.
Yin Shaojie sighed, "If I had known, we wouldn't have arranged for them to live with us. We should have thrown them into the hotel."
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't laugh or cry, and could tell that his tone was serious.
She turned around and hugged him around the waist.
"I also like being alone with you, but this is fine too."
Yin Shaojie pressed his forehead against hers.
At this moment, a series of loud footsteps suddenly came out, which was very obvious on the wooden floor.
"Xiao Xiao!" Han Qiqing's voice sounded.
Han Qiqing emerged from the other side, "Haha, are you surprised? The two sides are connected. It's fun."
She ran around the corridor.
Mu Xiaoxiao separated from Yin Shaojie awkwardly.
"Xiaoxiao, do you want to choose this room? Then I'll choose the room next to you. That guy Shijun wants to take the room from me. I'm so angry. Then I don't want to live in a connected room with him."
Mu Xiaoxiao coughed, hesitating whether he should nod, and secretly glanced at Yin Shaojie, who had a foul face.
Yin Shaojie looked at Han Qiqing and said, "There are quite a few rooms here. You can take your time and choose. There are some upstairs."
"Is there any more upstairs?" Han Qiqing's eyes lit up.
"Yes, the scenery upstairs is better. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look." Yin Shaojie also pointed her in the direction of the stairs.
"Xiaoxiao, let's go together." Han Qiqing held Mu Xiaoxiao in a desperate position.
"This..." Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Yin Shaojie again.
Oops!
Someone's face looked even worse.
I don't know if Han Qiqing is missing a muscle at this time, but she didn't even notice Yin Shaojie's stinky face and the dissatisfied light radiating from his eyes. "Go ahead, go ahead." Han Qiqing insisted on pulling Xiaoxiao.
Mu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to look at Yin Shaojie apologetically.
Yin Shaojie was helpless, but his eyes seemed to say, you have to make it up to me tonight.
Before Mu Xiaoxiao could figure out what to do, she was pulled away by Han Qiqing.
Yin Shaojie smiled bitterly and stood alone, blowing the cold wind.
…
There are two or three more rooms on the second floor.
Han Qiqing likes them both, but is not sure which one to choose.
"Help, I have difficulty choosing!"
Han Qiqing looked distressed and held her head in depression.
Song Shijun also followed, looked at her with a smile, leaned against the door with his hands folded and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't choose this one."
"Why?" Han Qiqing asked puzzledly.
Song Shijun looked at Xiaoxiao and asked, "You live in the room downstairs, right?"
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded.
He said, "Sijue also chose the room downstairs, and I also chose the room downstairs, which means... Qiqing, are you sure you want to live upstairs by yourself?"
Han Qiqing paused and looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, but how could she feel a dark wind
She shook her head and immediately shook her head and said, "Then I don't want to live upstairs! I want to live on the first floor too!"
With that said, he took Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and walked downstairs.
"Be careful! I stepped on it!" Song Shijun suddenly shouted.
Han Qiqing went downstairs very quickly. When she heard his shout, she subconsciously looked at her feet and saw what he was talking about.
A mouse…
"Ah—" Screams pierced the sky.
(End of chapter)