"Oh, good." An Ge nodded, his eyes fell on the suitcase, and began to pack his luggage.

An Ge put the suitcase down, opened the suitcase, took out a stack of clothes from it, and suddenly, she looked at the corner of the box, only to see two ceramic dolls placed there.

An Ge was stunned and picked up one of the dolls.

It is a ceramic doll made by Quan An at school, one of her and one of Quan Mo.

She originally wanted to bring it when she was packing, but Quan Mo came over to intervene, hurriedly packed her clothes, and closed the suitcase, so she couldn't bring it either.

The results are still here.

Did Quan Yen put it in himself?

She is not in a good state during this time, and there is no way to control herself, Quan An must be very unhappy, and Xiao Anxia and them......

She couldn't accompany the children to do crafts, paint, and build sandcastles like before, and now she can only stay in her own world.

An Ge looked at the ceramic doll guiltily, stood up, and placed the two dolls in the most conspicuous position on the windowsill.

Thinking about it and not worrying, she looked to the side and saw a white wooden fence box, placing two ceramic dolls in the box and then placing it on the windowsill.

This way, it is not easy to fall down.

An Ge looked at the two dolls leaning against each other, and a smile appeared on his face.

There are also some cute little ornaments on the small desk on the side, which should be a little girl from the original owner's house who likes these things.

Looking at these, An Ge suddenly had the idea of decorating the house well, and picked up a pink wooden board similar to a door number, which was still heart-shaped.

House......

What should be written on the door plate?

An Ge picked up the pen with a thick refill, thought for a moment, and wrote on it - An Quan and his wife Home.

Not bad.

An Ge walked out of the house with the door number, glanced around, and then walked to the mailbox, hung the lanyard on the door number, and shook the heart-shaped plank.

After admiring his masterpiece, An Ge looked up at the roof, only to see that the red spire was empty, except for a white ladder resting against the wall.

What about people?

An Ge suddenly became nervous, looked left and right, and a faint voice suddenly sounded behind her, "What are An Quan's husbands and wives?" ”

"Ah......h

An Ge was startled and jumped away quickly.

Quan Mo stood behind her, his dark eyes staring at the pink wooden board on the mailbox, his brows furrowed tightly, and he was dissatisfied.

An Ge followed his line of sight and looked at the plank, with a faint smile on his face, "My surname is An, and your surname is Quan, is it difficult to understand?" ”

Mr. and Mrs. Ahn Kwon Home.

Very interesting name.

"Why is my last name written on this pink board?" Kwon Mo tapped the thin plank, incapable of accepting pink.

Pink is a color that belongs exclusively to women.

"I think it's pretty cozy, isn't it?" An Ge turned to look at him.

"I don't feel warm, I just feel ...... this color" Kwon Mo's gaze shifted from the wooden board to An Ge's face in disgust.

An Ge looked at him innocently, waiting for his next step.

"This color ......" Quan Mo's voice paused, and finally said, "It's really too warm." ”

Opening your eyes and telling nonsense is a special skill.

"Do you really think so?" An Ge looked at him in surprise.

“……”

Quan Mo bowed his head heavily, and "admired" the door number a few more times in An Ge's clear gaze.

He turned around and walked to the house, climbed the ladder to continue to check the roof, An Ge looked at him worriedly, "You be careful, I think the roof is fine, don't climb so high." ”