Finally, after a new round of five games and three wins, with Chunqing's victory, Zhaoyang was forced to get up first, and they left this magical bed and went straight to IKEA. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chunqing and Zhaoyang sat together in the carriage of King An's Mansion with a low-key appearance and luxurious inside, while Chunqing's four little maids and Zhaoyang's spring, summer, autumn and winter were crowded together in the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion.

Since Chunqing transferred Bai Ting's back to the forefront, Zhaoyang has often brought her spring, summer, autumn and winter to show her face.

Although the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion is also spacious and comfortable, there are eight people who go in at once, and there is also an existence like Bai Lu, which is equivalent to nine people entering at once, and everyone is immediately crowded with their chests and backs.

IKEA is not in the noisy and noisy Gulou Street, but is located in the majestic Baizhifang Bridge, a three-storey giant building, with the word IKEA on the door plaque dancing vigorously and powerfully.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and Zhaoyang personally helped Chunqing to slowly get down from the carriage.

When they arrived, horse-drawn carriages were parked in front of IKEA.

Zhaoyang glanced at the solemn and solemn green tweed flat-topped carriages that could not be seen one after another, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he said faintly: "The color of this carriage is really enough, it is like mourning the dead." ”

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes wide, and walked forward with her feet raised.

In an instant, Chunqing looked back at the carriage of King An's Mansion and Zhenguo Mansion in a complicated mood, her eyelids trembled, and her green tweed was flat.

But in the next moment, Chunqing saw seven little maids and a fat maid with a majestic mountain and river walking towards them with flushed faces and panting.

In that battle, Chunqing's head was suddenly full of pink tofu dregs and jumped.

With a charming mood, Chunqing entered the IKEA door with vigorous steps.

The scene in front of her made her feel like she had returned to modern times.

Looking at the small fabric sofa and the beige round table placed inside, Chunqing was completely sure in her heart at this moment that behind this big IKEA, there must be a ghost like her.

It's just that how this thing is done.

Even if he were from the modern era, he would not have been able to make furniture that required modern tools and materials, such as the Simmons mattress.

Could it be that this thing is more advanced than her, the kind of cow man who travels through his own space in the legend?

Walking through all kinds of furniture, Chunqing's mind kept thinking about her fellow countrymen.

Zhaoyang looked at another bookshelf.

Chunqing glanced at the bookshelf, she really couldn't understand what Zhaoyang, who had always had a unique vision, had taken a look at this bookshelf.

It's clearly an ordinary bookshelf that can't be more ordinary, and who can tell her why she carved a few lifelike big roosters on this shelf.

"Zhaoyang, you shouldn't have taken a fancy to this chicken, right?" Chunqing looked at Zhaoyang incredulously, and when he spoke, he always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't turn the corner for a while.

Zhaoyang Chao Chunqing showed a like-minded smile, "You still know me." After saying that, he went to the shopkeeper here to settle the bill

Belch......

I don't want to be like-minded with you, I won't fall in love with a chicken.

Just as Chunqing was carefully examining the bookshelves chosen by Zhaoyang, Zhaoyang's cold, calm, and combative voice sounded behind her.

Sky!

Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall again, and dared to provoke Zhaoyang, Chunqing immediately walked towards Zhaoyang.

"I'm a regular customer here, can't you erase this fraction?" Zhaoyang tried to convince the other party. "And this is just an ordinary bookshelf, you have to sell it for five hundred and eighty-six two hundred and seventy-two dollars, isn't this too expensive."

Zhaoyang was greeted by an old man over forty years old, with a beard the length of his thumb on his chin, looking elegant and graceful.

Chunqing couldn't help but staring at the old man with wide eyes, her heart was pounding, could this be her countryman!

"Girl, this price is set by the owner, and I can't be the master, the rules of the owner can't be missing." The old man said patiently and respectfully.

But his penniless sentence still angered Zhaoyang.

"God, it's so expensive, I want to drink gold!" Bai Lu, who was standing behind them, was shocked by the price on the Zhaoyang newspaper, and said quietly.

At the same time, seven people, including Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, Bai Zhi, Bai Peony and Bai Ting, nodded frequently in agreement.

Drink gold, drink sperm.

Chunqing's face suddenly flushed, and her eyes burned towards Bai Lu.

My little Bailu, can you not speak so boldly, there is a crossing cargo here besides me, and he can also understand the wonder of drinking gold.

Chunqing cautiously glanced at the old man, but saw that his face was normal, and he didn't show the slightest hint of shock or laughter because of Bai Lu's words.

On the contrary, Zhaoyang, after listening to Bai Lu's words, nodded very approvingly, and said to the old man: "Look, even the maids of the Zhenguo Mansion think that you are outrageously expensive, and you are drinking gold!" ”

These words came out of Zhaoyang's mouth, and they were far more lethal than those that popped out of Bai Lu's mouth.

It's like a 38 big cover competing with an intercontinental missile, which is not worth mentioning at all, and the small ones can't even be seen.

Chunqing decisively decided that this old man was not her fellow countryman.

Just when Chunqing was about to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf and come forward to bargain for Zhaoyang, a calm and exceptionally nice male voice came from behind her, "If the girl thinks this bookshelf is expensive, you can choose one of the others, there are many styles of bookshelves in this store, there is always one that the girl likes." ”

As the voice fell, a handful boy dressed in stone blue came with a paper fan in his hand, standing side by side with the old man.

"The owner." The old man bowed respectfully to him.

The boy waved his hand and motioned for him to stand down.

Sky!

This appearance is too rebellious!

Chunqing's eyes suddenly flashed with peachy sparks, and he looked at the handsome face of the boy with a nymphomaniac, and Chunqing, who was a nymphomaniac, said to Zhaoyang without fear of death: "Yes, you can pick another inexpensive one!" ”

At this moment, she has no IQ, and she can't wait to have eyes all over her body. (At this time, Song Hui, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a little uneasy.) ）

Chunqing's voice fell, and he immediately received a killing look from Zhaoyang, and suddenly a spirit was excited, and he obediently closed his mouth.

Zhaoyang turned his face to look at the man, exuding the aura of battle, his eyes were burning, and his expression was excited, "Gui? What are you kidding, there is not a single thing in the world that can be so expensive that I can't afford it, it's not a question of whether it's expensive or not, it's a matter of your attitude towards doing business, isn't it seventy-two dollars! ”

The man was calm and calm, not in a hurry and calmly said: "As the girl said, isn't it seventy-two cents, girl, you are so short of silver, give it to me, why waste everyone's time here." ”

Looking at his expression, Chunqing felt that he was simply the male version of Zhaoyang at this time. (To be continued.) )