After Ji Jiu asked this question, Fu Qi fell into silence for a while.

It's not about money anymore.

He was independent quite early, and would rather be in a small and dilapidated basement for a few years, hungry and freezing, carrying it alone, and he didn't make a single call to Fu Shouheng, and he was soft.

He wasn't used to it when he first moved in, it had been empty for a long time, with debris piling up, heavy ash everywhere, and the air was damp and cold, filled with a rotten and foul smell.

Cockroaches and rats crawled wantonly, and Fu Qi cleaned up for three whole days with an expressionless face before cleaning the place - at least he could see it clearly.

But then gradually adapted to the harsh and bad environment, Fu Qi's mentality gradually relaxed at will, and he was overwhelmed by the burden of life, and told him cruelly and truthfully, Fu Qi, what else do you want? It's a gift to keep you alive, what are you still asking for?

The young man and Ji Jiu sat face to face, their eyes hanging inexplicably, their emotions were quite complicated, the tips of their teeth bit their lips slightly, and their expressions were very light.

I want too much, to be loved, to be warm, to be rich, to be right, to be free, to be wanton, to be proud...... He wanted them all.

But these are too abstract to be bought with money.

In all these years of being alone, he has only one thought: to live, Fu Qi, it is enough to live.

After Ji Jiu cut through the darkness with a silly smile, she gradually stayed by his side smartly, and imperceptibly, quietly gave him some things, those things that money can't buy.

Fu Qi's hanging eyelashes trembled slightly, his pupils became darker and more silent, and in the afterglow, the little girl's well-behaved and soft figure moved restlessly, his knuckles clenched slightly, and his lips turned hard white.

Before meeting her, Fu Qi felt that it was enough for him to live.

After meeting her, he felt that Ji Jiu had to live a good life.

It cannot be denied, imperceptibly, not only Ji Jiu is giving him a gentle trickle of water, but at an unknown moment, Fu Qi will also light up a lot of position for her in his cold heart that has been closed for a long time.

The position occupied by the other party is unreplaceable.

His eyes flashed slightly, his slender finger bones tapped lightly on the table, and when he lifted his eyes, he was caught off guard by the innocent gaze of Shangji Chirp Chunliang, and the tips of his teeth biting his lip finally moved away.

"Let's move," Fu Qi ripped off his shirt and tie, his thin lips raised, and his tone was light, making him look dull and lazy in the quiet space, "Xiao Jiu, what kind of house do you like?" ”

"Brother try to fulfill your little wishes."

*

The thing about renting a house has always been Fu Qi running before and after, Jiangcheng is very big, 17 years when most of the old communities have not been demolished, Fu Qi has seen countless on an APP, and the intermediary has also gone to countless places, and finally swiped a group of indoor photos on Weibo, the landlord rents directly, and he fell in love with the transparent bay window at a glance.

“……”

The process of signing the contract was guided remotely by Ji Jiu, and she said that there was no problem, and Fu Qi wrote decisively.

The house is not big, but it is well oriented, and the sunlight pours in all directions, so there is no need to turn on the lights in broad daylight.

"You're back!"

The teenager who had been running around all day pushed open the creaking iron door, and Ji Jiu, who had good hearing, didn't know where a little head came out, and his voice was crisp and sweet, like a little husky who only welcomed his master home, and his ears were happy.

Fu Qi propped up the wall with one hand, lowered his eyes, looked at the fluffy little head melon that was very close to him, sneered, slightly relaxed his tense shoulders, and naturally rubbed the girl's soft and soft hair with his big palm, and his voice was unhurried, "Have you eaten alone at home?" ”

"No," Ji chirped to be quite sincere, his white soft little hand raised, stretched out two fingers and shook it, and his crisp voice was milky, "You don't allow me to go into the kitchen for half a step, the food is iced, I won't be hot, but I just gnawed two carrots." ”

For an immortal, it is too simple to make the temperature of an object rise, Ji Jiu is a god, she will naturally know such a little spell, but what did Jiang Shen say last time......

Boys love delicate and coquettish girl paper!

Then she occasionally sells miserably, should the effect be about the same?

But Fu Qi just frowned, and his tone was a little bad: "...... If you don't go into the kitchen and don't let you fire, you won't order takeout. ”

Ji Jiu took a closer look and felt that what he meant was probably ...... "Ji Jiu, stupid than a rabbit." ”

She: "...... I don't remember, what are you murdering! ”

Forgot about this stubble, Fu Qi was so loud at her, she raised the bar and the little princess was speechless!

Fu Qi: "......"

He was eerily silent for two seconds, but Ji Jiujiu suddenly had confidence, her small hand was aggressively inserted into her waist, she stepped on the sofa with her bare feet, her chin was raised, she raised her hand, hooked the young man's neck, and easily hooked Fu Qi over.

"Fu Xiaoqi," the little girl was milky, grinding her teeth viciously, and tightened her arms menacingly, "You are stuck here." ”

"Don't move, this sofa is not strong, don't scream in pain if you fall later......"

"Hey!"

As if it had been discussed, as soon as Fu Qi's voice landed, the little girl's stunned exclamation followed, her figure shook, and the petite figure fell back uncontrollably.

The corners of Fu Qi's lips tightened, and his pupils widened suddenly: "! ”

The next moment.

"Fu Qi, it hurts!"

Fu Qi, who was more than 120 pounds, was dragged down by the fallen Ji Jiujiu, and when he was about to hit her, the young man supported his body in time and put his hands on the other party's shoulders.

Underneath her is a petite little girl, with a sweet and soft fragrance on her body.

Fu Qi froze for a moment, her ears turned red, and she threatened her fiercely: "Shut up." ”

He didn't press her.

The little guy shouted like a drama spirit.

hugged his neck like a hooligan, humming and not letting go, "Look, I'm a weak woman, what if I order takeout and get swollen in danger?" If he does the pose you are doing to me now, what will he do? ”

Fu Qi's face was expressionless: "A sword slashed him." ”

Ji tweeted: "......" is so straight and can't move.

She suddenly felt bored, so she simply let go of her claws, and got up as if she was running away from the young man with great compassion, and suddenly changed to a very serious topic: "By the way, do you want to pack up your things first?" ”

Fu Qi has lived here for several years, and he has more or less accumulated some things, plus Ji Jiujiu has moved a lot of small things to his home, "tidying up" has become a big project.

Fu Qi'er's burning felt increased instead of decreasing, he coughed lowly, tried to steady his pace, walked into the bathroom in a little panic, and closed the door with a "bang".

Ji Jiu, who did not get a response: "......"

This dude is in a hurry to pee?