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The corners of Chu Qi's lips twitched slightly, and the man he hated would always climb up the pole.

"Hmph, I won't give it to you!" Chu Qi's chin curled up the corners of his eyes and threw him a proud chin.

"Help me shave. Jian Yiyang didn't continue to dwell on this question, but looked at her with a smile on his face, took one of her hands, and stroked his chin.

It's not very prickly, but it's still a bit prickly.

Okay, just scrape.

Turning around, he pulled his usual electric razor out of the drawer.

Jian Yiyang supported her with both hands and put her on the cooking table, letting her sit on the cooking table, of course, she didn't forget to put a dry square towel on the cooking table.

His legs hung down under the table, holding an electric razor in his hand, turning on the switch, and shaving for him very seriously.

He took her legs that hung from the side of the table, wrapped them around his waist, and then wrapped his long arms around her waist, his eyes meeting hers.

Chu Qi glared at him.

I hate it, I really don't miss the opportunity at all.

After shaving his beard, he was carried out of the bathroom by Jian Yiyang on the seventh day of the first month.

"Seven, help me get my clothes. Let her down, pat her on the back, and say softly.

"Oh. The seventh day of the first year responded, turned around and walked towards the wardrobe.

Almost all of his clothes had been moved to her closet.

Still, some were kept in his own room.

Anyway, it's next door, and Jian Yiyang has a lot of clothes, if he really wants to move them all, the cabinet of the seventh year of the first month will definitely not be able to fit the clothes of two people.

Chu Qi originally had a lot of her own clothes, of course, most of the clothes were purchased for her by Jian Yiyang, and they were definitely worth a lot of money.

If the villa is big, there are only two of them, and there is not even a part-time job.

The seventh day of junior high school doesn't like to fake hands with others, and he doesn't like the smell of outsiders in his home.

I like to do everything by myself. In this way, it is a home, a home that she likes and wants.

They didn't live in this villa from the beginning, when Jian Yiyang returned to Jane's house, he was twelve years old and seven or five years old.

When I first came back, it was the Jane family's mansion.

At that time, Jian Lixing was seven years old, and Jian Tingting was the same age as Chu Qi, five years old.

When Jian Yiyang took Chu Qi's hand and returned to the Jian family's mansion, Jian Tingting rushed over when she saw Chu Qi's first sight, raised her hand and directly gave Chu Qi a slap, and said evilly: "Xiao Ye Seed, get out, you are not welcome in our family!"

Twelve-year-old Jian Yiyang raised his leg and kicked Jian Tingting's stomach hard, knocking Jian Tingting to the ground.

The yin owl's eyes looked at Jian Tingting who fell to the ground, and the top of Jian Tingting's head sounded without any emotion, and the voice was as cold as the ice of December: "Next time, I will stomp on your hand directly!"

From birth to now, when has Jian Tingting been kicked like this, when she saw Jian Yiyang's cold face that was no different from a frost, she cried out in fright.

Except for crying, I didn't even know where I was hurting.

Lan Muge's name is distressing.

Her own son and daughter, she has always been like a baby on the tip of her heart, let alone fighting, she can't even give up a loud reprimand.

Jian Yiyang, as soon as she came back, did this to her daughter for the sake of a small wild seed.