6 We don't fit well

During the conversation, Bai Lian, no, Bai Junqi had already come up by elevator, and when Zhan He opened the door for her, she stepped forward and gave Zhan He a hug first.

Ronghuo's eyes narrowed dangerously.

When the dog man and woman turned around, she smiled.

"Huo'er, haven't seen you for a long time, are they all so big?" Bai Junqi greeted Ronghuo warmly.

She is twenty-eight this year, ten years older than Rong Huo, and she is a mature, intellectual, and beautiful woman, but she doesn't look very strong, but is very good at being coquettish in disguise.

For example, now, she whispered: "Quick, Zhanhe, my hand is about to break, help me lift it." ”

In contrast, although Zhan He took the bag, his attitude was relatively light: "Next time I come, don't buy so many things." ”

"I didn't think that you hadn't come back for a long time from filming, and there must have been nothing to eat at home. ”

Rong Huo listened silently, and then silently walked to his luggage, picked up his luggage and prepared to go upstairs, but the luggage was a little heavy, and she turned it upside down.

"Where are you going?" Zhan He immediately found out what she was doing, threw Bai Junqi's bag aside, and stepped forward to help Rong Huo take the suitcase.

The doctor told him that although he was protected by his mother, her injuries were not light, and she had to be unable to lift heavy objects for a while.

"I want to go upstairs. ”

"Okay, Uncle will take you up first. Then Bai Junqi was downstairs alone, carrying a suitcase in one hand and leading Rong Huo upstairs.

Rong Huo, who was following behind Zhan He, turned around and smiled at Bai Junqi.

The smile is clean and bright, but Bai Junqi always feels that she is provoking herself?

……

The room for the fire is arranged next door to Zhanhe.

The most eye-catching thing in it is probably the princess bed, the kind with the tapered cotton gauze bedspread, the soft carpet on the floor, a few cute pillows, the sheets and curtains are pale orange, warm feeling......

It can be said that this room is very carefully decorated, and it is made with the way girls like it nowadays.

Seeing Rong Huo watching quietly, Zhan He smiled and asked, "How is it, do you still like it?" In fact, he was very worried.

For Rong Huo, what she sees now is fresh, so she naturally nodded: "Hmm." ”

Zhan He secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "If you like it, you can stay for two nights first, and if there is anything to add or improve, you have to tell your uncle, after all, you have to live in this room for a long time." ”

What he was most afraid of was that she didn't dare to give any opinions, and she endured everything by herself.

When she grows up, her sister has her own family's life, and he is also busy, this niece can be said to not see each other a few times a year, and she used to see each other closely, but in fact the two are not familiar with each other, and there is very little contact, and it is not as good as her and her uncle and aunt, so he doesn't know her preferences, the layout of the room, or he asked a lot of people, and finally decided on this version.

Rong Huo was touched by "living for a long time", she slowed down, walked in, and tried to sit on the side of the bed: "Uncle, won't you go down to accompany your fiancée?"

Zhan He waved his hand and said honestly: "This parent is not engaged yet, and he is not a fiancée." ”

"But it's not good to let her wait down there alone, uncle, go down and take a look, you clean up first, no, you can sleep, I'll help you do it later." ”

Rong Huo smiled: "Okay, uncle." ”

……

At noon, Bai Junqi cooked by herself and made a few dishes with the ingredients she bought.

For an eldest lady, it is really rare to be able to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables and cook, and Zhan He sincerely thanked her.

However, as soon as I turned my head, I saw my niece eating white rice, and there was no food at all.

"Huo'er, why don't you eat it?"