This side of the carnival continues, in Huaxia, that quiet and peaceful Pingcheng, the suburban villa area.

The leaves of the ginkgo tree are swaying in the wind, summer has not yet arrived, the leaves of the ginkgo tree are not yellow, the shadow of the golden avenue is not yet, only the green trees are shaded, the ginkgo tree is green, the cypress and ginkgo on both sides of the street echo each other, when autumn comes, this is the golden avenue.

There are generally no cars on this road, this is the super new area of the city, there are no people living in it, there are a few battery cars on the plain road, there are boxes hanging behind the blue body, and the helmets on the body are brand new, driving on this street, the car will not smoke, and there is no need to charge, no trouble, and the life of the takeaway brother is much better.

The blue takeaway battery car at the front is driving fast.

After seven or eight intersections, I arrived at the door of the villa area, looking up at this villa area, but there was not much envy.

"It's really a wealthy family, and I don't know what kind of people live here, but the houses here seem to be quite cheap, and I can buy them after a few years." He looked at the villa and his confidence exploded.

For a Pingcheng person, an old Pingcheng person, it is very easy to buy a suburban villa in the suburbs, and it is actually good to enjoy the quiet time here.

But for people in the city, it is impossible to come here, this is the countryside in their eyes, like the people of Kyoto outside the Third Ring Road.

It's just that now it's the equivalent of Kyoto.

This is all out of the nominal boundary, where there are still people who love to come, and the subway is not built here.

The prices of the buildings in this neighborhood are not expensive, or even cheap, because you need an hour's drive to enter the city and then transfer to the subway.

For ordinary people in Heicheng, there is only one who goes to step on a horse.

The rider on the battery bike stopped and arrived at the door.

The community is not entered, and the management of the villa area is very strict.

When they got to the outside of the community, the security guard of the watchtower had already arrived.

"The takeaway that the customer of Villa 1-1-1-1 bought. The takeaway guy said to the villa security.

The security guard took the takeaway from the takeaway guy and placed it directly in a machine in the security booth next to him.

Then enter the address.

Turned his head to look at the takeaway guy.

"On behalf of the owner, I would like to express my gratitude to you for the takeaway, there is lemonade here, and it is hard work on the way, you take it and drink it. The security guard took out a bottle of lemonade from the refrigerator next to him and handed it to the takeaway guy.

This little brother was surprised, this villa area, he really hasn't been here, it is said to be a relatively closed villa area, the house was sold for ten minutes, and then ...... It's gone.

He really didn't know that the property in this neighborhood was so good.

"You're still giving lemonade, really. It really is. He didn't know how to describe it. It's really sweet.

"This is our standard configuration, the property manager said, the little brother who delivers food to the owner can drink for free, it is all hard money earned, and it is not easy. As long as the owner's soup and water are not spilled, everyone understands each other and takes care of each other, and everyone is happy. "The security guard's words were really flawless.

The little brother felt warm in his heart, and took a sip of lemonade.

Real lemon juice water with honey in it.

There are more takeaways, and it is easy to distinguish between good things and ordinary ones, and the price of this glass of lemonade is really more expensive than that of some drink shops.

Looking at the security guard's seemingly normal expression, he finally couldn't help it.

"Can you ask, which company developed this Pujia Garden?

The security guard glared at him: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, check it on the search engine of Skynet Company, and it should be written at the gate." See for yourself. ”

It's really a little unangry and arrogant now.

Only then did the little brother realize that this security guard seemed to be an elite who had really retired from the army.

In fact, it's really that kind of elite, they are all reluctant to engage in very dangerous work, so they came here, which can be regarded as a kind of placement, which is much better than that kind of bastard.

So here, they are still very comfortable, the daily training is daily, they have long been used to it, standing guard here, but more down-to-earth.

This is their home.

The takeaway guy looked at them and rode away.

None of the people inside saw it.

It's a good thing I didn't see it, otherwise it is estimated that Si Fan, who is far away in Ouranos, will be angry to death.

Now Zhao Pujia is lying on the bed.

Well, don't think that the bed must be in the bedroom, this woman is off the beaten path.

Her current bed is at the door.

That's right, it's at the gate, there is a soft bed that is bigger than a double bed, and there are all kinds of dolls on it, what Pikachu, Kumamon stacked around, and the most incongruous estimate is the elephant curled up together by Crayon Xiaoxin. In the center of the doll, there is a delicate beauty lying on the side of the slender body, which can be called a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different.

I don't have any scruples, just pile up among the many dolls without half a strand of tulle.

A pair of beautiful legs swayed behind him, and a pair of beads were round and jade and half full of ponds.

In the absence of such a beautiful beauty, Si Fan is not there, and no one can only feast on this beauty, only she is lying there by herself, pulling her mobile phone and playing mobile games.

Well, the pesticide of Diamond Two, the strange pit of the auxiliary fight, on the phone, a child who is probably a primary school student called pitifully: "Big sister, don't send it, I beg you, the beginning of Carey is 0-5, you are a traitor sent from the opposite side." ”

As he spoke, the sobs became louder.

Zhao Pujia said in a coaxing tone: "Little brother, don't talk, my sister will take you to eat chicken." ”

After speaking, the child cried even louder with a "wow!"

"Wow, I, I, we're playing with pesticides... You, you, don't send it, it's not chicken. ”

Crying children, their hearts are broken.

"Giggles!~ I don't know if I'm really a sister, what kind of video games do children play, hurry up and do your homework, really. Otherwise, I'll chase you and send it. She laughed like a chicken thief.

No way, pesticide games are all hosted, of course you can open the back door

Zhao Pujia stared at this little kid, a vigorous pit, and the score was 0-5.

The children were crying in the pit, but they were reluctant to drop their mobile phones, and this was the one before middle school, and it was gone if it was broken.

The child's heart is broken. The crying pear blossoms brought rain, and the sheets were soaked.

Only Zhao Pujia was giggling.

"It's fun to flirt with Mrs. Xiaozheng. ”