The corners of Sang Ji's raised lips suddenly choked, but he still reluctantly pulled them in order to keep smiling, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Li Jiaen changed into slippers and walked into the living room, and let out a small exclamation while looking at the furnishings in the villa, "Wow - this room is so big and comfortable." ”

Li Jiaen tilted his head, raised his steps, and slowly followed Sang Ji to the sofa and sat down.

She took off the bag that straddled her body and blinked closer to Sang Ji, "I'm really super curious about you." ”

"Curious about what?" Sang Ji poured a glass of warm water and pushed it in front of her, asking suspiciously.

Li Jiaen took a symbolic sip of the cup, and laughed: "I wonder how much your family's property is." ”

As she spoke, she playfully winked her left eye at Sangji.

"What's there to be curious about?" Sanki yawned and walked to another couch half-lying down with soft armrests.

Sang Ji looked at Li Jiaen's silly and weird face, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: I don't have my share of the family property.

"How much does it cost to own a manor, and how much does it cost to buy a villa of about 200 square meters with a yard in this ultra-luxury villa area in the center of the city?" Li Jiaen said and opened his hand and gestured towards the huge living room.

Listening to what she said, Sang Ji blinked stunned, "Is it big here?" ”

"It's not that big!" Li Jiaen's eyes widened in surprise, and after a pause of thirty seconds, he weakly took a sip of water and suppressed the crit in his heart, "If you compare it with your manor, it is indeed a drop in the bucket." ”

"Hmm." Sang Ji responded perfunctorily.

She pulled out the pillow that was pressed against her back and put it on the armrest, and lay her legs straight and completely on the sofa.

Li Jiaen looked at her comfortable appearance, raised his hand and touched the sofa he was sitting on, and asked politely, "Can I lie down?" ”

Sang Ji glanced at her slightly, "You can do whatever you want, don't be so restrained." ”

"Shall I stay here tonight?"

When Sang Ji's words fell, Li Jiaen smiled and retracted his feet and lay down comfortably.

Sang Ji blinked his eyes again and shook his eyes to her, "I'm sorry, there are only two rooms in the house." ”

“……”

Listening to Sang Ji's words, Li Jiaen remembered that in the small room that belonged to her in his own house, he was inadvertently injured by Sang Ji again with 10,000 points, "Tell me, which designer is the one who killed a thousand knives!" How dare you design it like this, such a luxurious waste of space? ”

"I don't know," Sang Ji shook his head sleepily, "I only moved in later, more than a month ago. ”

Li Jiaen nodded.

The two were silent for a moment, and suddenly a heavy atmosphere emerged.

Li Jiaen turned his head, looked at the person who was staring at the ceiling, and softly called her name: "Sang Ji." ”

"Huh?" Sang Ji seemed to be disturbed by the quiet, and raised his eyebrows to look over, "What's wrong?" ”

Li Jiaen looked at her expressionless and even sad expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Sang Ji was stunned by her actions, she raised her hand and touched her face, "I...... Do you have something on your face? ”

"It's not." Li Jiaen suppressed his smile, squinted and shook his head, and asked seriously with a smile: "Are you afraid?" ”

"Afraid of what?" Sang Ji was stunned for two seconds before he realized her question, bent his eyebrows and raised his lips slightly, "Don't be afraid, this time I will face it head-on." ”

"Pss

Li Jiaen looked at Sang Ji's expression that slowly became serious, and laughed out loud without giving face, "What if it's not her?" ”