Chapter 118: There is no love in life

Bai Yixiu was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and at a loss.

Why? That was his previous cultivation cave, refining into a space that could be carried around, even if it was given to Fu Yingying, it couldn't cut off his connection with the space!

Just when Bai Yixiu was stunned, Fu Yingying grinned and said, "If you knew that I would come out, you would have to come out, why should I chase you hard!" ”

Bai Yixiu listened to it and was kind-hearted.

Although he took the initiative to send it out, but now that he wants to come back, it is a fool's dream, he can only follow Fu Yingying's side, and he can only go in if Fu Yingying is in the space.

There is no love in life, which is enough to describe his thoughts at this time.

Fu Yingying hugged Xiaobai to sleep, but Bai Yixiu was unwilling, after all, there was a difference between men and women, although he was a male fox, but he was also the opposite sex, not to mention that he was the opposite sex who had transformed and understood the rules of the human world.

This is responsible for oneself and Fu Yingying.

Seeing Xiaobai struggling to run to the nest to sleep again, Fu Yingying was speechless for a while.

Xiaobai doesn't know what's wrong?

During the day, when she goes to the toilet, Xiaobai will scratch the toilet door outside, wherever she goes, wherever she goes, she is a clingy little goblin. But at night, she looks like a noble and glamorous queen.

I can't help it!

Fu Yingying didn't know how to distinguish between a male fox and a female fox at this time, otherwise she wouldn't have used such an adjective.

When he woke up, Bai Yixiu returned to the body of "Bai Yixiu", and Xiaobai was still the sticky and cute Xiaobai.

Although he didn't understand why this was the case, Bai Yixiu quickly accepted the reality that as long as he was alive, he could start over; Anything is possible as long as you live!

Today is the day of sending furniture, Liu Meihua and Fu Yingying got up early in the morning to clean again, wipe the glass, and clean the new house.

Not long after breakfast, a big truck stopped at the door of Fu Yingying's house, followed by Zhao Xinying, this girl felt too boring in the city, so she followed.

The workers moved the furniture in and helped install it, and the beautiful satin curtains and warm-colored sofas were installed in just one morning. The women of the village gathered around, this one sitting, the other touching.

Fortunately, Liu Meihua covered the sofa cover on the sofa, so she didn't have to worry about getting dirty, and some people wanted to go to the bedroom to have a look, but the door was locked by Fu Yingying, and no one was allowed to enter.

These people are not particular, sometimes they sit on the stones, on the wooden piers, enter the bedroom, get it done, and have to clean it, Fu Yingying is not happy.

"In the end, we have money, we have bought so many things, what is the way to make money, and I will tell you all that we also want to build a big house and buy such beautiful furniture." Wang Cuiping said with a smile, her eyes glued to the furniture in the living room on the first floor.

In fact, when Wang Cuiping said most of the words in her heart here, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully!

Fu Yingying happened to come in from outside, and when she heard this, she hurriedly said, "Aunt Wang, I can't tell you this way to make money, this is a few prescriptions for my mother that Chen Shimei's father compensated me." If I tell you, our family will have nothing to eat. ”

"Hehe, you see your mother is working so hard, even if she doesn't tell us the prescription, you can let us help, and when it's winter, the family is quite idle, find a job to do." Another Yu Xiaolan, who has a good relationship with Wu Yumei, said flatteringly that her family has no money and wants to find a job, but she can't find it, and her life is too pitiful.