Aunt Sun turned around quickly, stood beside Qin Xuan and looked Tang Xiaoming up and down.

She leaned sideways and raised her tone a few points:

"Ancestral house, your boyfriend is really not easy here, is your father doing business abroad?"

"Aunt Sun—"

Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, and a trace of loss quietly passed through the depths of his eyes.

"Aunt Sun, she is not feeling well, we will leave first, my ancestral house is a bit evil, it may not be suitable for you, I see you, you may have high blood pressure. ”

Tang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Xuan over, looking up and down from Aunt Sun's movements.

"Evil spirit?!"

"Follow me. ”

Tang Xiaoming took Qin Xuan's arm and turned around, his pace began to pick up, and Aunt Sun's high-pitched voice kept sounding behind him.

"What's the matter, are you just not waiting to see your former neighbors?"

It wasn't until he couldn't hear Aunt Sun's voice that Tang Xiaoming let go of Qin Xuan's hand, he was in a bit of a hurry just now, and he didn't care much about whether Qin Xuan could keep up, and when he looked sideways, Qin Xuan was already panting.

"You're so poor?"

Hearing the sound, Qin Xuan pinched her waist and took a deep breath, the sides of her cheeks were a little flushed.

"I'm tired of being dragged by you, and I didn't get a perfect score in college sports. ”

She gasped twice and looked back, "Didn't you follow?"

A low chuckle came from Qin Xuan's ears.

"Aunt Sun occupies a large area, and her physical fitness may be worse than yours, don't worry, you can't catch up. ”

Tang Xiaoming lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the thing Qin Xuan was carrying in his other hand, and he took the initiative to spread his hand.

"Give it to me. ”

I don't know when she took another bag of food.

"No, I can still take this thing. ”

After Qin Xuan came back to his senses, there was a bit of vigilance in his eyes, suddenly it was so good, there must be something to ask for, otherwise it would be either a traitor or a thief.

She strode forward.

"When I met Aunt Sun today, you made Aunt Sun angry, and the next time I meet Aunt Sun, if something happens to me, I will definitely settle accounts with you. ”

Qin Xuan walked forward one by one.

Tang Xiaoming's outstretched hand moved in the air, he lowered his eyes and looked at his palm, and suddenly pursed his lips and withdrew his palm.

As soon as Aunt Sun asked about her father just now, her eyes began to be wrong.

Tang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, he didn't have too much curiosity, he still preferred the feeling of cooperating when the interests and privacy of both parties were not harmed.

"The feng shui of your ancestral house is really good. ”

Tang Xiaoming caught up with Qin Xuan, and when he came to the door of the ancestral house, he sighed again that this location and this location were all things he appreciated.

"What are you doing, I said I won't sell it, don't make up your mind!"

She turned sideways to Tang Xiaoming and retorted, no matter how good the feng shui is, it may still be haunted......

Qin Xuan shook her shoulders and immediately went in with her things.

It wasn't until the two of them had solved the problem of eating that Qin Xuan sat on the sofa on the first floor and stared at Tang Xiaoming.

From time to time, she looked at the kitchen, her eyes flickering.

"Do you have any special skills?"

"Special skills?"

"Like driving a Ferrari with one hand?"

Tang Xiaoming suddenly put away his mobile phone and smiled at Qin Xuan, with a bit of sarcasm.

"Then I really don't. ”

"your one-handed Ferrari!"

Qin Xuan frowned and glared at Tang Xiaoming, and reached out and threw the pillow on the sofa directly on Tang Xiaoming.

"Tsk, this thing hasn't been washed for a long time, I really hate it. ”

Tang Xiaoming pushed away the pillow that rolled to his side and patted his clothes.

"Don't be kidding me, I'll tell you the truth, is there any way to lock the little door behind the kitchen?

Tang Xiaoming looked in the direction that Qin Xuan's finger pointed, and after two seconds, he withdrew his eyes and lay directly on the sofa, feeling a little lazy and comfortable.

"Of course, don't you have a lot of antiques at home? ”

"If you don't solve the problem of this door, I won't let you rent a house!"

Qin Xuan narrowed her eyes and stared at Tang Xiaoming, who seemed to be very comfortable lying on the sofa, the pillow dislikes dirty, lying on the sofa as dirty as the pillow doesn't dislike being dirty, right?

Tang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and patted his ears, and he stood up from the sofa.

"Chartering lady, how about it, I have to wait until I have the tools tomorrow to help you get that antique door, okay?"

Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, and in the face of Tang Xiaoming's helpless look, she coughed lightly:

"Alright then, just do as you say. ”

The small door behind the kitchen can be repaired, but the large window on the second floor really can't be helped......

In the early hours of the morning, Qin Xuan's words kept floating in her mind, this is the prince's mansion...... She reached out and grabbed her hair and got straight out of bed.

It was just a move to get out of bed, Qin Xuan suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the door, her face changed slightly, and she immediately picked up the stick that had been prepared from the bedside table.

Qin Xuan walked towards the door step by step, and the stick was in front of her.

Looking down from the railing, there seemed to be a figure in the kitchen, Qin Xuan's heartbeat instantly accelerated, and she clenched the stick.

She narrowed her eyes, and suddenly there was a movement below, and Qin Xuan's face turned pale.

"Tang Xiaoming!"