"The last time I saw you in your room, there were a lot of these toys."

Memorial does have a little fetish, like to put a lot of pillows on the bed, and it will feel very comfortable to sleep.

When there is no guarantee, put the plush animal on top to act as a guarantee.

"No need." In the villa of Bishui Bay, there are pillows, which are not used as plush toys, and the memorial suddenly looked somewhere, "This and this ......"

"Curtains?"

"Hmm."

The commemorative selection of a Nordic-style floor-to-ceiling curtains, the color is fresh, the sun shines in, and it will also make the room light, in short, she is not satisfied.

After buying a lot of things piecemeal, the two of them returned home.

……

When Bai Simo opened the door, he happened to see Memorial standing on a stool, looking crumbling, so frightened that he hurriedly ran over, hugged her waist, picked her down, and sat on the bed.

"What are you doing? Want to jump? ”

The memorial gave him a speechless glance and jumped off the building? Can he think of this?

I don't want to die yet, I just want to change the curtains.

"Give it to me!"

"You change? Okay! "He's a young master born with a golden key, and he can change the curtains? Memorial always felt that he was full of distrust everywhere.

"I can't, can you?"

A girl, changing the curtains, said to climb the stool and climb the stool, what if she falls.

Memorial watched him hold the curtains, get on the chair, and muttered, "You look down on people less?" Not only do I change curtains, I have also changed light bulbs before. ”

"Not in the future."

"The light bulb in that house is broken, I don't change it, so it's hard for you to change it for me."

"I'll change, you give me a call, I'll come over and help you change." Bai Simo was speechless.

The commemoration was just a casual remark, and he took it seriously.

After the things I bought and some soft furnishings were decorated, the whole room was completely new, especially the white and fresh curtains, which were just right.

"Bai Simo, how is it, is it good?"

"Hmm." Looking at the smile on her face, it was as if nothing else mattered.

As for whether it looks good or not? It's okay, indeed.

In the evening, Zhao Rong came back, and she specially bought a lot of delicious food, especially to supplement her body for the memorial.

The bowl couldn't fit it, and Zhao Rong had no intention of giving up.

Memorial glanced at Bai Simo helplessly, as if he was begging for help.

This little look, Bai Simo naturally saw it.

"Cough, Mom, you eat more, it's not too early, Nian Nian and I have to go and rest as soon as possible."

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment.

It's really not early, and you can't delay the rest time of the two people because of yourself.

Wouldn't it be a sin to delay the creation of a grandson?

"Yes, yes, or is it thoughtful."

Memorial always felt that Bai Simo's words were a little ambiguous, but he didn't think much about it.

After dinner, I washed up a little.

In the bedroom that I had carefully decorated, I was about to rest when the door suddenly opened.

Bai Simo tugged at his tie and unbuttoned the two buttons on his collar.

"You ......"

"I'm going to take a shower."

Bathe? Memorial breathed a sigh of relief, he just took a shower, and when he was done, he would leave, after all, his clothes and toiletries were all here.

There was a sound of water in her ears, and she put down the magazine, about to rest, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she closed her eyes.