The imposing red sports car makes its way through the intertwined city elevated highway and gradually drives around an artificial lake in the suburbs.

Cen Nan slowed down, lowered the window, and circled around the lake with one hand on the steering wheel. After a while, a residential area with only a dozen private villas came into view.

"Where is this?" Youqin looked at the European-style retro street lamps passing by the roadside and asked.

"My home." The car was parked on an artificial turf, and the brown X6 was parked side by side.

Cen Nan turned off the engine and got out of the car.

Youqin is a little confused, what is the situation now?

Could it be ······ Turned his head to look at Cen Nan through the car window: He knows that today is my birthday? Surprised?

"What do you think? Come and move things for me. Pulling the car door for Youqin, Cen Nan looked at her with a playful expression.

Get! It seems to be thinking too much! Now he has been demoted from running errands to coolies.

Qin resigned himself to unbuckling his seat belt, got out of the car, and followed him dejectedly.

Cen Nan, who was walking in front, smiled meaninglessly, and only urged faintly: "Keep up, I'm not responsible if I get lost." ”

"Oh."

At the foot, there is a small antiseptic wooden landscape bridge, which seems to have just been swept away, and there is no snow at all, revealing a slight tide. Across the bridge, there is a three-storey villa in the style of Spanish architecture. The pearl white dry-hung stone, with the low-slope roof paved with red tube tiles, and the Spanish skein pattern columns support the arched porch, the overall plan is compact and the lines are smooth.

"It's really a big B city, and even the villas are much more foreign than those in our small county." You Qin couldn't help but admire.

Cen Nan pressed his fingerprint, opened the door, and jokingly said, "Little soil buns." ”

Cut!

When You Qin entered the door, he found that this was simply a large jewelry box.

At a height of 5 meters, the giant crystal chandelier hangs down in the shape of a stamen, and even in the daytime, it is extremely bright. Noble velvet curtains cascade down like a waterfall from top to bottom, and large floor-to-ceiling windows open out to a courtyard planted with various flowers and bonsai. On the opposite side of the American-style pastoral sofa is a huge cut glass mirror, and at this time, Qin and Cen Nan, who are full of envy, are clearly reflected.

Wait a minute!

Gentle? Youqin turned his head to confirm: It's obviously still that 306-degree mocking face with no dead ends! How could there be such a gentle look.

It seems that the words of drunken gold fans are right, and when I see such a scene like a dream castle, I am also a little obsessed.

"Anan, why did you come back like this?" On the spiral staircase, a woman wearing a purple cashmere dress and a black Suzhou embroidered shawl slowly walked down.

The old man often said that beauty is in the bones, not in the skin. But the woman with a noble temperament in front of her has both bone and skin. The facial features are delicate and artistic, and the well-proportioned facial curves are smooth and graceful, stunning and durable, and the top beauty should be like this.

"Mom, I came back and moved the hand-painted screen to the company, there were too many documents in it, and I was too lazy to copy them one by one." Cen Nan took off his coat, and the physical heating was sufficient.

Youqin stood awkwardly, not knowing how to deal with the situation in front of him, so he could only smile politely and introduce himself: "Auntie, hello, I am Cen Nan's classmate, Youqin." ”

Cen Nan's mother nodded, her smile was as soft and warm as a spring breeze: "Well, hello, I'm Cen Nan's mother, Mo Qing, you and my name are still a little similar." ”

"Kind of it, Auntie." You Qin secretly glanced at Cen Nan, only to see him leaning on the sofa, like a soft mud monster without a posture.

As if sensing Qin's gaze, Cen Nan raised his head, smiled and said, "Sit, what are you doing standing." ”

With Qin Cho, you can say it easily.

"Call me Aunt Mo, there is Qin." Cen Nan's mother stepped forward and pulled her and sat down.

"Well, Aunt Mo." There are Qin rules and regulations, sitting with their legs together.

"It's cold outside, isn't it? I'll ask Gu's mother to make some black tea for you! ”

"No, no, no, no." Qin waved his hand in a panic and said, "It's not cold, the car you sit in is not cold at all." ”

Cen Nan, who was sitting opposite, was playing with his mobile phone, with an isolated posture.

"You're from City B, aren't you?"

"It's not." Youqin replied honestly.

"It's the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month today, and I haven't returned to ......"

"Mom, I took her up to pack her things, and the company is almost decorating quickly." Cen Nan got up to interrupt Mo Qing, glanced at You Qin obliquely, and motioned for her to follow.

Saved! Qin Gang was about to get up, and Mo Qing, who was clear-minded, smiled faintly, skimmed over the topic, and said to Cen Nan: "You go by yourself, how many things can you pack up, and you need other girls to help you." ”

Cen Nan sneered, "Mom, I'm eccentric!" When the words fell, Hang'er pouted and turned to go upstairs.

……

Mo Qing looked at his son's handsome back, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Anan, it's just that he was spoiled by his father, has a bad temper, and has a strong temperament. ”

Hungry...... Indeed, Qin agreed, but he didn't dare to nod.

"He never brought a girl home." Mo Qing took Youqin's hand and held it.

Qin bowed his head, it was a pair of well-maintained, warm and soft hands.

"It's good."

Three simple words, but they seemed to convey something to her.

Qin looked up in astonishment and met Mo Qing's gaze. Those bright and beautiful eyes, full of wisdom, are like a sacred lake with miraculous powers.

Before going out, although he said that he was here to help move things, Cen Nan was the only one holding his huge hand-painted screen with one arm, and Qin was only responsible for carrying some hand-drawn manuscripts and notepads, and a bunch of vegetables and meat?

"What are you bringing all this for?" Qin was confused.

"Tribute."

What ？

Mo Qing changed into a fur jacket and sent the two to the car.

Cen Nan lowered the car window, tilted his head and said, "Mom, hurry up and go in, it's cold outside, I won't come back to eat at noon." ”

"yes, okay." Nodding, Mo Qing bent down and beckoned to Youqin.

Qin obediently leaned over.

"You're Oreo!"

……

The red sports car drove away.

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"Boss." It's rare to be serious with Qin.

Cen Nan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were pressing.

Youqin's scalp was numb, and under the strong air pressure, he continued: "This leek, before washing, you should choose one by one. ”

In the kitchen, Cen Nan casually took out a shirt and tied it around his waist as a bib, and threw a handful of leeks into the sink to scrub with a stiff movement. You Qin looked at the two monster eyes at the collar of her shirt and was speechless, this was definitely the most expensive bib she had ever seen.

"Although the completion of the company's renovation should be celebrated, but is it a bit overkill to let you cook by yourself?" Qin weighs his words carefully, trying not to provoke someone who is unhappy.

"Speak human words." Cen Nan's tone was not good, cooking a meal was more troublesome than drawing a drawing, he regretted his decision a little, and shot himself in the foot.

"Why don't we go out to eat!"

The hour hand pointed to 11 o'clock, and the kitchen was still a mess, with Qin's helpless suggestion.

"What if I have to cook it myself?" Cen Nan shook off the water in his hand, took the kitchen knife, and asked viciously.

Youqin looked at the kitchen knife that was dangling, and his little heart trembled slightly, forget it! Never mind! If this continues, not only will my lunch be in the soup, but my life safety is also estimated to be in suspense. When I was discharged from the hospital last time, the doctor's advice was still in my ears: the three meals should be on time and on time, and no spicy, less oil, and less salt.

"I'll do it!" took the kitchen knife, and Qin's hand rubbed Cen Nan's cold hand that was blistered.

Pause.