Chapter 70: You Pick

Song Yao's living room is very large, the living room alone is as big as Chen Yue's rented house, two gray and white sofas are placed vertically together, and the coffee table is surrounded in the middle. On the coffee table was a set of tea sets, white ceramic, and a ...... Glass ashtrays.

She is clumsy, doesn't know how to appreciate it, and knows very little about the brand, so she simply thinks it looks good...... Luxurious.

Song Yao saw her eyes lingering on the furnishings at home, and was helpless: The most valuable and beautiful person in the house is me, don't you look at me, go to see these dead things?

"You sit and lie down casually, I'll go in and change clothes~"

"Go, go, go~" Chen Yue waved her hand perfunctorily, and then walked over comfortably and sat on the sofa.

Looking at the closed curtains on the other side of the living room, she turned her head and shouted to Song Yao in the bedroom, "Song Yao, can I help you open the curtains?" ”

Song Yao, who was taking off his pants, paused when he heard this, couldn't help but smile, and then responded: "You are free." ”

Then, she ran over and opened the curtains, her face covered with inexplicable excitement.

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Looking at the scene in front of her, her smile stiffened, strangely embarrassed.

It turns out that this "outside the window" is a balcony, this floor-to-ceiling window is a glass door, and this curtain is a door curtain.

But the embarrassment is fleeting, because what catches your eye is the succulent and cactus and cactus balls that fill the balcony.

Her eyes lit up like a hungry wolf looking at the plants inside, and if she hadn't been stopped by the glass door in front of her, she would have pounced on it.

"Song Yao, can I open the door and see how meaty you are?"

She was excited, and her tone was full of excitement.

Song Yao shook his head helplessly, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he said spoiledly and casually: "You don't have to ask me everything, you can look at it casually, touch it casually, someone will clean it up if it is messy." ”

She didn't pay much attention to what he said, but only roughly understood that he had complied with her request, so she got carried away and opened the glass door, pushed it to the side, and excitedly stepped into the small square plant world.

"Wow! Mage! Gyokuro! ”

"Blue apples!"

"Peach Egg Cutie!"

"Shiratori!"

"Bear's paw!"

"Hazy Moon!"

……

Song Yao's family is meaty, expensive and general, and the most important thing is that they are in good condition!

She half-crouched on the ground, unable to restrain her impulses, her paws lingering among the flowers, touching these fleshy sensations, as if she was in love.

"If you like, I can send you a few pots."

Song Yao's voice suddenly came out from behind him.

Hearing the sound, she came to her senses, turned her head to look up at him, scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, and sneered: "Hehe...... You're changing clothes so fast......"

"I've been standing here for three minutes."

"Yes~" She continued to laugh, suddenly remembering his words, "Seriously, can you really give me a few pots?" ”

Looking at the anticipation in her eyes that could not be ignored, he hooked his lips and smiled, raising his eyebrows, "Really, you can pick whatever you want." ”

"Wow! Song Yao, I love you to death! ”

After she finished speaking, she turned back and picked it up excitedly.

And Song Yao was still immersed in her sentence 'I love you to death', stunned, and felt helpless when he looked at the green with his back to him. Distinguishing what she said by herself is even more ambiguous and ambiguous.

"Hurry up, Jingchen has arrived."

Hearing this, she stood up and held three pots of meat in her arms, "Okay! Is it okay to have just these three pots?! ”

Song Yao didn't care what type she was carrying in her arms, but she had to admit that she looked at him with her big watery eyes, and she looked like she was protecting some kind of baby in her arms, which was really a bit naΓ―ve.

"Well," he suddenly began to make a small calculation in his heart, "put it here, come back and get it, it's not convenient to bring it now." ”

"Mmmmmmmm

I muttered in my heart: a pot of peach eggs, a pot of Ji Haoyue, and a pot of bear boys.