For several days in a row, in this small building specially designed by Wu Shasha, the number of people who refused to sleep well gradually increased.

The golden girl who is always energetic and has a lively and generous personality is one of them.

Because there are many guest rooms in this building, and Cancan herself doesn't like to share with people she doesn't know well, so not long after she came, she chose a small room at the top of the stairs to live in.

It's not that the room is particularly well furnished, or that the room is so small that it's a little smaller.

Jin Cancan took a fancy to this room at a glance, but it was because this room was diagonally opposite Chi Qiu's room.

You can see the diagonal opposite side of the movement of the male god coming and going at any time.

Carrying a small burden that could not be smaller, the day Jin Cancan moved over with her head held high, Wu Shasha secretly laughed at her several times in private.

She's just laughing, and this silly girl really has no vision and no taste:

For Mao, so many big rooms don't pick up a good place to live in, just admit death, and fall in love with the utility room that she originally circled at random on the design drawings? !

The reason why it remained empty was only because the extremely obedient servants of the city lord's mansion were afraid that she would hate filth, so they never dared to pile up their usual buckets, brooms and other miscellaneous items near her guest room.

Miscellaneous, this golden canton, just at a glance, ahhhh......hhh

No matter how incomprehensible this Wu Shasha was in private, the golden girl had never felt any discomfort after moving into this small room.

There are even many surprises.

For example, in the morning, when the prince of the Chi family got up to go to the toilet, she suddenly opened the door of her house, smiled sweetly, and nodded sweetly and shouted:

"Brother Aqiu, are you up? Early, you woke up so early, Brother Aqiu. ”

It's okay, during the lunch break, I opened the door again, and shouted with a smile on my face:

"Brother Qiu, are you back? Have you ever been thirsty? Cancan here, there is a freshly boiled sour plum soup. ”

Even, in the evening, when she saw the lonely guy shaking back little by little, she still shouted in a sweet voice:

"Brother Qiu, are you tired? Come back for a break, shall you? Do you want to eat fruit? Canchan here, there are freshly peeled fruits. ”

Although every time she makes a happy appearance, the response is far less enthusiastic than expected, but all this is enough to make Cancan a good girl who is enthusiastic and grateful.

However, such an enthusiastic and good girl, gradually, began to sleep badly.

Under the starlight, she leaned on the pillar, biting the braids, and stared silently at the familiar back of the white-clothed figure not far away.

In the faint mist, his back is so tall and graceful, so fluttering and agile.

It's just that such a good-looking back has been standing there quietly, in a daze for several hours.

Looking at him, he was staring at the pair on the grass not far away who refused to go back to sleep, right?

A little farther on the grass, there was a pair of beautiful people who were usually very eye-catching, dancing with swords over there.

The man dancing with the sword has a graceful posture and skillful swordsmanship, and the most important thing is that he is very protective of the slender woman beside him.

Every starting style, every closing trend, every ups and downs, he is carefully explaining and demonstrating.

And the happy woman who made so many people jealous didn't notice the hot eyes around her, just practicing her swordsmanship there, seriously, meticulously, over and over again