Chapter 521 Property 3

readx; "I think so. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xue Mingyu couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright. If I want to choose, choose this villa! After laughing, Xue Mingyu moistened his throat with tea, and announced heroically.

"Really?!" Qin Junxiu raised his eyebrows, and a rare look on his resolute face changed, "Do you really like this villa?" ”

Qin Junxiu's tone was a little annoyed, "Actually, the area in the south of the city is much better, and the place is also big, so there is no problem with the house being demolished and rebuilt, at most the construction period is a little longer."

Xue Mingyu waved his hand to interrupt Qin Junxiu's self-justification and said, "Just choose the villa." It's not good for us to live in the courtyard, and the courtyard is currently enough. And even if the reward is down, we don't need to move in right away! ”

Seeing that Xue Mingyu was not perfunctory, Qin Junxiu calmed down and listened seriously.

"I think it's good to live in our courtyard. I didn't plan to change places for three or two years. Xue Mingyu said her thoughts seriously, whether it was Xiaofeng Villa or the future villa, she was the hostess, of course, it was not all to please Qin Junxiu.

She also said of the villa, "Since it is built on the mountain, the surrounding area is quiet, and it is not an inch of land, if it is necessary in the future, it is not difficult to expand the courtyard." ”

Then he clicked to the hill, "I like to go for a walk in the woods." In the past, in Xiliang, there was a small bamboo forest in my grandmother's yard, which was really a small piece, a short path, and **** had to accompany my grandmother to walk a few laps. There's nothing in the back mountain, but in my opinion, it's the best. If you are free, we will make the bamboo forest, plant the fruit trees you like on the back mountain, you can make a swing for me, you can also plant flowers, or build a small wooden house, a small bamboo building, that is interesting. ”

"By the way, there's also a kind of treehouse, did you know? Building a small house on the trunk of a tree that is very old, if you are a child, you must like it very much."

Xue Mingyu's shining eyes were full of longing. Speaking of children, Qin Junxiu's heart is as soft as a cloud in the sky.

The child must have liked it, he thought, and she would be as fond of it as their children in the future.

"Does the villa have a name?"

"It's called clouds."

"Cloud Mountain Villa is so good"

The next month, on the listening lake painting moon in the mansion of Second Grandma Lu, she saw the second princess with a team of young women who were as beautiful as flowers, with an inevitable smile on the corner of her mouth, Xue Mingyu sneered in her heart, really underestimating the determination of the second princess.

Because it is early winter, Yanjing is in the north, and the snow falls early. There happened to be a light snowfall, and the temporary second princess proposed that everyone should use snow as the theme or write paintings or poems.

"Second princess, you're really interested." Mrs. Tang Qi pursed her lips disdainfully, and her words were sarcastic.

Mrs. Lin, the sacrificial restaurant, did not change her expression, but she turned around the second princess thoughtfully. "If you want to drink tea, I must be cheering, this painting title poem, I dare not offer it with ugliness."

The second princess saw the cold scene, and the corners of her mouth were displeased. The atmosphere is even more eerie.

"It's an honor to say that the second princess came to our field for the first time." Mrs. Jingjiang Hou played an embarrassing round. But not everyone is as unafraid of offending people as these two. Lord Lin Saijiu is in the Guozijian and has little to do with the second prince, and Mrs. Tang Qi is even more famous for her mother's family and her casualness. The old marquis died, although the title fell into his hands, the family is now in a mess, and the court is not as tenable as those two families. Where can she survive in this strange atmosphere?

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