"Is this the house of the C God?" Zhang Tian pointed to the big villa with blue roof and white paint in front of him.

"Well, it's mine." Cai Zeheng nodded slightly, and at the same time pressed the fingerprint lock.

The group followed Cai Zeheng into the house, but they didn't expect that the outside looked quite European-style, but the interior decoration was Gothic-style.

"God C, do you like this feeling?" Xu Yu raised his hand and touched the statue ornament of a crouching demon on the entrance, and was pierced by the sharp horns on the demon's head.

"He's not," Wen Ci has been to Cai Zeheng's houses everywhere, but he has never been here, "The three caves of the cunning rabbit, each of his decorations is different, with bells and whistles." ”

Cai Zeheng took a drink from the refrigerator, listened to Wen Ci's ridicule and hooked his lips and smiled.

"Ancient European style, Chinese style, postmodern style, he has any style." Jiang forgot to add, "The decoration of this villa is very elegant. ”

The inky spiral staircase, the balustrade is patterned with black roses with stems and leaves, the petals are three-dimensional, dyed with red paint, and along the wall there is a demon-like candlestick with two horns at intervals, the white candle on the top is not lit, but the shape is very similar to the candle that burns all the time in a vampire feast.

The table in the dining room is very wide and narrow, long but very long rectangular, roughly wide can only sit down one person, but the long side can accommodate at least 5 people, some like the head of the vampire family in the movie sitting on the top, and the rest of the family members can only sit on both sides, depending on the level of status to choose the distance from the head of the house.

In the middle of the living room is a statue of a fallen angel, presumably Lucifer or something, with obsidian embedded in the floor.

"Generous, Boss Cai?" Wen Ci walked up the spiral staircase, supported the railing with both hands and said to Cai Zeheng, who was sitting below.

"Expensive." Cai Zeheng replied with one word.

Nonsense can not be expensive, this just invites the designer to pay a lot of money.

Wen Ci sighed.

"Qi Siming, you see our C God, we don't buy sports cars or hoard luxury goods, we buy houses and decorate them if we have money, you said that you can directly experience the fantasy world of novels at home in the future."

Qi Siming was cue, and when she listened to Wen Ci's words, she knew that she was connotating herself again.

"Why do you want to name Qi Shen?" Sure enough, Zhang Tian asked again.

"No reason, I happened to see him."

If you ask why Wen Ci is so interested in ridiculing Qi Siming, it is purely because a year ago, everyone in the base was worried about Qi Siming's relationship problems as a 10,000-year-old bachelor, and they also persuaded him to find a partner with super bitterness.

Mainly Qi's mother, a phone call for three days, and a phone call for five days, I pulled Qi Siming's ear and asked him when he would fall in love, when he would get married, and when he would have children.

At that time, there were a lot of people who showed favor to Qi Siming, but he couldn't look down on any of them, so forget it, Qi Siming was the only one who still kept in touch with Cai Zeheng among the team members.

Although it may only be a few words, he is the only one who can report safety to everyone when everyone is worried about Cai Zeheng's death.

Wen Ci once teased him if he didn't like the little sister or not, although the tone was ridiculous, but he still had some real questions.

What was Qi Siming's reaction?

In layman's terms, it's like a cat with its tail stepped on.

It blew up on the spot.

"How is that possible!! Don't make such jokes with me and don't ask such questions again!! ”

After that, Wen Ci was cold for two or three weeks, and as soon as Wen Ci appeared in front of him, he walked away with a cold face.

Wen Ci is angry when he thinks about it now, what is a woman who doesn't avenge this revenge?

I won't let you go.

Wen Ci pinched his wrist, feeling a kind of happiness of revenge.