Along the way, when passing by several wooden houses, Du Juan gave Ling Zikai a brief introduction:

I saw that Zhang Nan chose a Russian-style wooden house, which was made of wooden boards as a whole, which looked very delicate and beautiful, with a romantic atmosphere, giving people a sense of tranquility and comfort, which was very suitable for her quiet character.

What was built for Uncle Bor was still a five-meter-high pinch, but the leather felt around the outside was made of green military rainproof tarpaulin, and then covered with a layer of straw felt, which was full of original charm.

Zhang Hao's house is built on a larch tree that must be hugged by two people, two meters above the ground, and you need to climb the stairs built on the outside to enter the inside, which looks a bit like a bird's nest from a distance. However, Ling Zikai expressed concern about whether the floor of the wooden house could withstand his heavyweight body.

In addition, there are several terraced houses built in a conjoined area, which are relatively simple in structure and are prepared as temporary rests for foreign guests. Now it is just time to arrange Director Ye and three guards who came with Old Man Zhang to live inside.

As for the other wooden houses, except for one reserved by He Wandong and his wife, the others have not yet been owned.

When he came to several houses built on the lake, the cuckoo stopped.

"Is this where we live?"

Ling Zikai asked, and after seeing the cuckoo nodding, he looked at it.

There are three houses in front of me, but they are built in a completely different structure from the wooden houses you just saw.

If the wooden houses you just passed by are compared to ordinary public properties, then these three houses in front of you can be called exquisite villas.

The three wooden houses are only five or six meters apart, and there are corridors between them that allow them to communicate with each other. From a distance, it looks like a whole, but they are separate.

From the appearance, it has a tendency to be European and American, but because a quarter of the area is built on the water surface of Weiyang Lake, and it has the pattern of the Jiangnan Water Pavilion, it can be regarded as a combination of Chinese and Western.

"These houses were specially designed by Zhang Ling's girl who invited a famous architect on Hong Kong Island, and it is said that the design fee alone cost more than one million!"

The cuckoo explained.

Ling Zikai frowned when he heard this, and said, "Isn't it just a house? This girl has a lot of money and has nowhere to spend it!"

"Who let someone have a billionaire daddy! Then again, this design is still carefully built for you, you don't want to live up to someone's heart!"

Du Juan glanced at Ling Zikai as he spoke, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face, and said: "I don't know what this Ling girl thinks in her heart, she chose the house on the west side by herself, let me live in the east, but arranged for you to live in the middle." How is it, doesn't it have a taste of Cedong Palace and West Palace!"

Listening to Du Juan's somewhat teasing tone, Ling Zikai's face was hot, and he touched his nose and said, "Why do I sound like I smell a sour smell!"

"Yes, I think some people seem to be a little weak-hearted, maybe I said it!"

Thinking of Zhang Ling's thoughts about himself, Ling Zikai was afraid of causing Du Juan's misunderstanding, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Sister, let's go in and have a look!"

After speaking, he rushed to the house in the middle.

Walk through a low wooden fence and take a few steps up the corridor outside the gate.

The lower part of the wall facing the lake consists of a flat snow fence. The wooden planks used to make the fence are evenly long, and the natural wood grain is clearly organized, showing the beauty of nature.

The upper façade of the snow fence uses a continuous openwork curtain wall. It is composed of several layers of sleds, and a rare texture of light and shadow can be seen from the outside. The openwork wooden walls are made in rich detail in order to create a curtain in front of the glass doors, with minimal visibility for onlookers.

Pushed open the door and entered the room. Because the interior has not been renovated yet, it is empty. But from the structure of the building, it can be seen that the space inside can be divided into two parts. To the west was supposed to be the living room, as a bed had been placed and some things had been moved from the Tree Farm Department.

What satisfied Ling Zikai the most was that the walls on one side of the entire house facing the lake and half of the walls on both sides were all empty, which should be used to install glass walls. In this way, the field of vision is greatly expanded, and the entire Weiyang Lake and the mountains and forests on the opposite side of the lake are in full view, bringing the scenery indoors.

Passing through the room, there is a water pavilion that extends to the surface of Weiyang Lake, with an area of about ten square meters. Guardrails are built on three sides, and when you lean on the guardrails, you can see the lake rippling, which makes people feel refreshed.

When you have nothing to do, put a bench in this water pavilion, hold a fishing rod, and fish near the lake, which will be a leisurely enjoyment.

To Ling Zikai's surprise, there was still a gap left on the guardrail on the left side of the water pavilion, and a wooden step was built outside to the lake, which could directly enter the water. At this moment, on the water by the steps, there is actually a small wooden boat parked, ready to sail in the lake.

"The design of this house is really good! and the scenery around it makes it feel like a paradise. ”

Ling Zikai turned to look at the cuckoo standing beside him, reached out and grabbed her waist with some emotion, and said, "Sister, thank you!"

"You, thank you for the wrong person! This should be said to someone Lingling. ”

The cuckoo twisted his body, trying to break free of Ling Zikai's arm.

"No! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have stayed in the sea of clouds, and I wouldn't have been able to enjoy such a life! Sister, you are the only love of my life!"

The cuckoo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his face flew red: "This sounds so numb! Release your hand, don't let people see it!"

"Even if people see it, what can I do! I can announce to everyone that I want to marry you as a wife!"

Ling Zikai not only did not let go, but instead hugged the cuckoo tightly in his arms, gently bit her earlobe with his mouth, and whispered, "Sister, I miss you!"

"We said a long time ago, you won't be allowed to bully me anymore, ah, don't-hmm-"

Before Du Juan's words were finished, Ling Zikai's lips were blocked, and he made a sighing sound, and then his body began to weaken.

Ling Zikai picked up the cuckoo, turned around and walked into the house.

In the cuckoo's weak struggle, the two of them rolled down on the bed.

At this moment, a chirp of "Ang" sounded in the room, and a small figure suddenly jumped onto the head of the bed.

The two were startled and stopped their lingering movements. Turning his head, he saw that the little lizard had come to the room from the lake at some point, and was lying on the side, looking at the two of them curiously with wide eyes.

"You damn little reptile, why don't you die!"

Ling Zikai didn't expect that this little lizard would disturb his good deeds at a critical time, so he was so angry that he reached out and grabbed its body, and threw it directly into Weiyang Lake.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the big white eagle, the poor little lizard hid under the lake for a long time, and finally came up to take a breath, and wanted to come to Ling Zikai to seek refuge, but he didn't know what trouble he had caused, which made the other party angry, and after falling into the water, half a sound passed, and he didn't dare to climb up.

Looking at Ling Zikai's angry appearance, a giggle burst out of his mouth. Then he took the opportunity to push away Ling Zikai, who was pressing on his body, jumped off the bed, turned around and ran out.

Before going out, the cuckoo paused, turned around and said, "By the way, the little white cat you brought back last time seems to be sick for the past few days, and it is in the house where I live in the east, and you will come over to see it later." ”

Ling Zikai answered, lay lazily on the bed for a while, got up and came to the cuckoo's wooden house.

The area of Du Juan's house is relatively small, and the layout inside is also different, and the side facing the lake does not have a large glass wall that has floor-to-ceiling, but has a few small windows. There is no water pavilion outside, but there is a corridor, and the overall appearance is simple and generous.

It seems that when Zhang Ling asked someone to design the house, she tried her best to reflect the owner's personality and mood in the architectural style, and spent a lot of experience.

As soon as I walked in the door, there was a burst of animal * inside, which sounded a little weak, presumably the little tiger cub noticed that someone was coming in and reacted a little.

Ling Zikai glanced inside the room and saw a small wooden box placed under the corner of the wall, which shook slightly, and walked over.

The box has no lid and is covered with a quilt. A white tiger cub is struggling to crawl out of it.

Ling Zikai arrived, squatted down, stretched out his palm and carefully took the little tiger cub out of it.

The little tiger cub seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, and its small body trembled faintly.

Counting up, it has been more than ten days since the little white tiger was born.

It stands to reason that the first few days of life should be the time of the fastest growth. It's just that this little white tiger doesn't know if it's a little congenitally undernourished, and it doesn't look like he's grown much, and his body is very thin.

A pair of eyes opened, watching Ling Zikai turn around.

Just the appearance in front of him, it is difficult to associate it with the tiger king who dominates the mountains and forests and intimidates the heroes.

Ling Zikai injected a wisp of ancestral energy into its body.

After being nourished by the energy, the spirit of the little white tiger obviously increased a little bit of vitality, shaking the little head, drilling into Ling Zikai's arms vigorously, and his mouth began to scream, looking a little hungry.

Ling Zikai didn't know what kind of food the cuckoo usually fed the little white tiger, and after sweeping his eyes, there was no food to feed around, so he had to carry it out of the house and walk to the other side of the lake.

A few houses have been built there for cooking and dining, and I should be able to find some food for the little white tiger.