Every day, he woke up from a bed of more than 50,000 square meters and faced more than 200 beautiful maids, but Wei Kun did not feel happy because he was rich.

There is no 50,000-square-meter bed, but a 500-square-meter house can still be had. The north two 7-storey buildings are composed, the main units are 440-590 square meters of three bedrooms and four bedrooms, Wei Kun set down this place is 590 square meters of four bedrooms, because these days by the influence of national policies, there are many people who come to see the house, but there are few people who have a clear intention to buy, Xia Gongfu specially launched a house purchase preferential activities, 96% off the full purchase of the house, and 98% off the loan to buy a house, not only that, the transaction price here in the first few months are about 103,600, and now the unit price of the house has dropped to below 100,000, it really should come to that sentence'What you buy is what you earn'.

With a down payment of 17,346,000 and a monthly payment of 264,879, this Xiagong Mansion, known as 'the most expensive mansion in Beijing', just yesterday, Wei Kun became the owner here.

Previously, the advertising slogan of Xia Gongfu was particularly high-end, and it was a classic façade of precious ceramic slabs imported from Spain, as well as imported doors and windows and kitchen and bathroom equipment from top European brands, as well as each household is equipped with an independent master elevator and maid elevator, and the fingerprint password access control system ensures the privacy and safety of life at the peak.

It's just that Wei Kun didn't have a comprehensive experience on the first night of the service on these advertising slogans, but the quality of the sales lady is still very positive, and if it is 100 points, Wei Kun chooses to give a 90 points.

Early in the morning, Wei Kun slept until he woke up naturally, this may be the most comfortable sleep he has slept in these days, except for some soreness in his waist and a few bite marks on his shoulder, he still feels very good, and the money is spent comfortably!

In Beijing, this is the inner city, where the princes and dukes' residences are located, although it is located in the downtown area, but because of the greenery and good soundproofing materials of the houses, it seems extraordinarily quiet, and it is a good place to live in the middle of the noise.

Got up and put away the scattered nightgown, Wei Kun glanced at his mobile phone, ten o'clock in the morning, push back a few years, at this time he was already sitting in the office to start the day's work, the narrow cubicle is his workstation, and he has thousands of wages, desperately trying to take root in Beijing.

Wei Kun's action of getting up woke up the woman on the side, opened her sleepy eyes, and saw the man next to her, she seemed to be a little shy and wanted to drill into the quilt, but Wei Kun saw through her actions at a glance, her hands wrapped around her upper body, and the subtle feeling of skin touching skin made the happy hormones dopamine, endorphins and serotonin in the brain secrete rapidly, not about sex, but fascinating.

Perhaps feeling the resoluteness of the man next to him, Fang Yue brought his body closer a little closer, the two felt each other's heart beating, and the originally shy heart felt a lot more relieved.

For a few minutes, neither of them spoke, just quietly felt the quiet, Wei Kun's hand gently stroked her shoulder, and then slid down the shoulder to the waist, the hand gently slid down like a child's kiss, and the touch that seemed to have nothing caused her to twist gently in Wei Kun's arms, and I don't know when a leg had been quietly wound up, close to Wei Kun's sensitive parts.

"Have you slept well?" Wei Kun turned sideways, his eyes fell on her body, the woman was like a white porcelain, even if she stayed quietly, it was enough to attract the attention of a man, but it was a pity that an obvious scar on the neck ruined the beauty, like a broken arm of Venus, which made people feel a trace of regret and heartache.

Last night, Wei Kun didn't notice this, his hand couldn't help but fall on her neck, his fingers gently stroked in the direction of the scar, and he moved cautiously with a hint of distress, Wei Kun asked in a low voice, "What's going on with you here?"

"When I was a child, I had lymphoma left after surgery. Fang Yue leaned close to Wei Kun and raised her head slightly, she would tie a silk scarf on weekdays.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. ”

"I mean last night?" Wei Kun changed the subject.

Fang Yue was speechless for a while, only to feel the temperature coming from Wei Kun's fingertips passing through the thin skin on her neck, and she didn't know whether it was the power of her words or shyness, and a suspicious flush crept up on her face. Although he was a little embarrassed, the arm that wrapped around Wei Kun's waist was getting tighter and tighter.

The two of them snuggled from ten o'clock to eleven o'clock at noon, chatting without a word, as for what work and study, they were all left behind by the two, if it wasn't for the stomach screaming, it is estimated that no one would want to get up.

Wei Kun got up wrapped in a nightgown, brought up the quilt to reveal a trace of spring inside, and then the quilt fell down again, and the spring disappeared like this.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

Wei Kun asked as he changed his clothes.

"Anything goes. The woman on the bed rolled herself into a flower roll, turned over and over on the bed, and when she heard Wei Kun's words, she raised her simple little face and said with a smile.

"Tan family cuisine?"

Fang Yue's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he quickly nodded in response, "Hmm!"

"If you want to go, get up quickly, roll it into a flower roll and look good, I'll put you in the pot at night." Wei Kun, who had changed his clothes, slapped the woman's buttocks, causing a coquettish snort and a roll of her eyes.

Last night, the battle was fierce, the woman's clothes were thrown to the ground, Wei Kun was wearing slacks and casual shoes It was convenient to take them off, but it was bitter Fang Yue, wrapped in the bed and jumped up to clean up the mess on the ground, on the sofa on the side, Wei Kun looked at it gracefully, and from time to time the corner of the quilt was lifted to reveal a trace of spring, and spring still came back.

The two hurried to hurry up or went out at half past twelve, this is the peak period for noon dining, fortunately, Tan Jiacai is not far from Xia Gongfu, turn left and walk 200 meters to the Beijing Hotel, pass the security check and take the elevator to the seventh floor, which is known as one of the top official dishes in China.

As for whether the name matches the actual experience or not, Wei Kun doesn't know, but the environment and price here are really worthy of this 'top' title.

Although they came late, they just caught up with the guests at the previous table and just left, Wei Kun and Fang Yue came to the private room under the leadership of the waiter, the privacy of the private room is very good, and the window is the busy Chang'an Street, looking down on all the people below from the seventh floor, eating such a meal in such a place, even if the money is spent, it is also a kind of enjoyment.