The rain in Nancheng is unpredictable, ten minutes ago it was still a sunny day, and ten minutes later the lightning and thunder roared, like the end of the world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The pouring rain poured endlessly on the ground, and on the road, Fu Yue, who was not in front of the village and behind the store, was blinded by the cold rain.

There was no place to shelter from the rain, and under the storm, Fu Yue was blown back and forth, and the car couldn't move at all.

She had no choice but to stop her bike and wipe the rain from her face.

Sure enough, after successfully resigning, buying a cheap and affordable second-hand bicycle, and successfully picking up the packed belongings from the post office, bad luck was waiting for her here.

"Boom-boom-"

The lightning seemed to tear the sky, and there was no one on the road, only Fu Yue, standing dripping with water like a chicken in soup.

The weather forecast is reliable, and the sows can climb the trees.

Fu Yue sighed at the rain, looked at the cardboard box tied to the back seat of the bicycle, and felt that it was raining.

After a while, Fu Yue wanted to open it again, but fortunately, her box was covered with clothes, and the books were pressed underneath, and the things she took from her hometown had not had time to be moved.

In the vast rain curtain, there were car lights on, and Fu Yue stood next to her, in case the rain was too strong, and the owner didn't see her, and there was another "deep love, rainy" car accident.

It's another luxury car, looking at that brand, one is at least a few million, Fu Yue swallowed. The owners of Bishui Manor are either rich or expensive, why is the difference between people so big.

Just as Fu Yue was moving from the gap between the rich and the poor to the well-off of the whole people, the white car stopped about a meter away from her.

The rain was slippery, and the other party stopped steadily and quickly, without any signs of skidding, which made Fu Yue sincerely admire.

However, why did the other party suddenly get out of the car?

The car window rolled down, and a handsome young man with dyed yellow hair and diamond stud earrings on his ears poked his head out and waved at Fu Yue.

The rain flowed in and soon the driver's seat was wet.

"Hello beautiful neighbor, I am the owner of Villa 104, the rain is so heavy, let's give you a ride."

He was born very pleasant, with shallow dimples on his cheeks when he spoke, big eyes and long eyelashes, which made Fu Yue unable to judge his age for a while.

The owner of Villa 104, who is really her future neighbor.

It's just that Fu Yue looked down at her embarrassed body, the wet cardboard box on the bicycle, and then at the young man's luxurious car.

People kindly invited her to take a ride, and it didn't seem good for her to make a car full of muddy water.

The yellow-haired young man saw Fu Yue's hesitation at a glance, he opened the trunk directly, opened the car door again, and did not hold an umbrella, and said with a smile: "Get in the car, the car is also flooded anyway." ”

There was a special contagiousness in his eyebrows, which made Fu Yue unable to refuse, and even inadvertently lowered his guard: "Thank you, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

The yellow-haired young man whistled, untied the knot that Fu Yue had worked so hard to tie, and carried the heavy cardboard box to the trunk lightly.

Fu Yue was surprised that his slender physique contained such power, and he felt that people should not be disfigured.

After the cardboard box was lifted, the yellow-haired young man held his chin and stared at the lonely bicycle leaning in the rain: "Is your car a folding car, the folding car can be folded up and put in the compartment." ”

Fu Yue's old face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I'll lock the car to the street lamp first, and then ride when the rain stops." ”

"That's a lot of trouble."

The yellow-haired young man was definitely a self-acquaintance, and he bent down enthusiastically, and it was not too troublesome, fumbling to fold the car and put it in the trunk together.

From beginning to end, Fu Yue didn't even have a chance to intervene, and watched the kind-hearted young man turn into a soup chicken with her in the rain.

"Alright, let's get in the car."

He opened the car door with one hand and asked Fu Yue to sit down.

"Thank you so much."

Fu Yue sat in the back row, the expensive and comfortable leather cushion quickly got wet, and she quietly wiped it with her sleeve with some embarrassment, not daring to move too much.

The sedan started again, and the car sounded with dynamic rock music, and the yellow-haired young man's body swayed slightly.

Fortunately, he didn't swing much, and there were no other vehicles on the road, otherwise Fu Yue's heart would be up and down all the way.

The wind and rain were shaking, the air pressure was low, and the rock music in the car was full of passion, and it was only then that Fu Yue felt that she had fallen on the stranger's too Meng Lang.

The heart of defense is indispensable, although she is not a natural beauty, but what if she meets a bad person.

Fortunately, after getting in the car, the yellow-haired young man concentrated on driving, except for occasionally chatting with her, he didn't deliberately talk about anything, which made people feel very comfortable.

Seeing that the gate of Bishui Manor was close in front of him, the security guard opened the gate in advance, and Fu Yue completely calmed down, and at the same time felt ashamed of his suspicion.

The rain stopped, the car stopped at the door of Villa No. 103, and the yellow-haired young man opened the door for Fu Yue after getting out of the car, and smiled heartily and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Huai, you can call me Brother Jiang." This is my business card, you can knock on the door or call me later if you need help. ”

Jiang Huai enthusiastically handed over the business card, intimately protected Fu Yue, and she took it with both hands and thanked her again: "Thank you, my name is Fu Yue." In the future, I will live next door, this is my business card, if there is a need for a place, please feel free to say. ”

After changing so many jobs, Fu Yue didn't have much else, but there were a lot of business cards, but the title on the business card kept changing, if it wasn't for Jiang Huai being too enthusiastic, she would be embarrassed to exchange with him.

Jiang Huai does not have the arrogance of a rich child at all, except for dressing up a little fashionable, he is warm and polite, and he is likable, which makes it difficult for people to be wary.

Otherwise, Fu Yue would not be so abnormal, and she would be familiar with him in a daze.

Jiang Huai opened the trunk and moved the wet cardboard box and bicycle for Fu Yue, he originally planned to send it directly and take the opportunity to explore the truth in Villa 103.

As a result, before the other person touched the door, he suddenly felt a coercion, forcing him to take two steps back.

Jiang Huai looked calm, put the cardboard box on the ground, and said with a smile: "In the future, everyone will be neighbors, it's too rusty to call Fu Yue, can I call you Xiaoyue?" That handsome guy yesterday was your husband, you are a good match. ”

As he spoke, his dimples loomed, and it was completely unrecognizable of his true age.

Seeing that the new neighbor had misunderstood the relationship between himself and Bai Wanggui, Fu Yue hurriedly explained: "Mr. Jiang misunderstood, Mr. Bai and I are just sharing a house, and yesterday was the first time we met. ”

After hurriedly explaining, Fu Yue was embarrassed again, she seemed to be afraid that Jiang Huai would misunderstand her marriage, would she make him think that she might be interesting to him.

"Ha, I'm sorry, I was wrong, but the two of them have a good temperament, please take pictures of each other in the future. Okay, don't bother Xiaoyue, you can clean up slowly. ”