There are only two rooms still bidding, one on the first floor and one on the third floor.

The first floor is generally a place for ordinary people, there are many people and chaos, and most of the time they come to eat melons and watch plays.

For the first time, there was a sense of participation, and the people on the first floor gathered around the ordinary-looking man, staring at him with blazing eyes.

The man was visibly uncomfortable, standing squirmed, barely straightening his neck, but moving to and fro unconsciously.

Qiao Yipan grew up in the rich circle, and he could see at a glance that this person could not have so much money, and he could have the confidence to bid below, either maliciously raising the price, or doing things for others, hiding his identity for the people behind him.

The first situation was first ruled out by Qiao Yipan, she had just sent someone to investigate, there was an uncle here today, and no one could have the courage to pit him.

And the person behind him wants to control the situation, presumably not far away, Qiao Yipan knocked the melon seeds lightly, cocked his feet, and lay back leisurely to see the scene of the whole building.

But her leaning back obviously didn't play its due role, and the hand on the chair made her lie firmly on the chair, so that she couldn't see the whole scene on the third floor when her eyes were raised.

"Yuan Shuyu, let go." Joe Yipan struggled to pull backwards, trying to get rid of someone's clutches.

The boy was very careful, perhaps with a mind not to hurt her, and gently straightened the chair to the ground.

Qiao Yipan made a lot of small movements, and his hands moved at will.

Yuan Shuyu was entangled for a while, and then grabbed her hands with one free hand and pinched them.

The warmth between his wrists stiffened, and his dark and bright eyes looked at the boy in a rare dull manner.

Obviously, their relationship is not at this point.

Boyfriends and girlfriends still have to avoid each other, not to mention their relationship that is not cleaned up and messy.

But the young man's eyebrows were lowered, and he looked serious and unnoticed.

Qiao Yipan stiffly moved her head away, as long as she didn't mention it and Yuan Shuyu didn't pay attention, she wouldn't be embarrassed.

She didn't notice that the young man, who had carefully adjusted his chair, exhaled invisibly.

The young man didn't dare to move or clench between his fingers, he wanted her not to move, but now he was restrained.

The young man sighed helplessly, and tried to lower the temperature of the tips of his ears, feeling unbelievable at the actions he had made at the thought of it.

Until he was put down steadily, the warmth between his hands only faintly left an illusory temperature.

Qiao Yipan stood up uncomfortably and put his hands behind his back, his hands folded like an old man wandering around in Shangjing.

She also said leisurely, living like an uncle.

She asked, "What are your plans?" ”

Yuan Shuyu straightened his clothes and stood up slowly.

Joe stepped back with a stirring and slammed into the latticework of the open window.

The window swayed, the sound was a little harsh, and the four people who lowered their heads and waited to the side all raised their heads vigilantly at the same time.

Qiao Yipan touched his wrist inexplicably, and his face was unnaturally red.

The boy was also visibly frightened for some reason, his hands hidden under his robe, stiff and straight.

The two people who hid their minds did not get home, and the atmosphere began to be awkward in silence.

The four of them looked at the picture in front of them and looked confused, Angelica blinked and lowered his head again, some set an example, and others also bowed their heads obediently.

The remaining two people with their heads raised looked at each other.

Fortunately, when the final word was made in the building, the man hammered loudly, and the two tacitly skipped the embarrassment just now and looked at the third floor together.

"It was just taken by someone on the third floor." Qiao Yipan said seriously.

Yuan Shuyu echoed her with a serious face, "That's right, it's him." ”

"Are you going to see it?" Qiao Yipan asked the question seriously, and her informant had just given her a hint of the identity of the person on the third floor on the other side, an answer that almost scared her away.

Yuan Shuyu paused for a moment, he knew who the people there were, and he had heard of his deeds.

That's the same, when he heard the result, he couldn't wait to leave the building quickly, but he had obviously lost time just by pulling Qiao Yipan upstairs.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and looked away at the same time.

"I've got something going on at home."

The two spoke in unison, each finding a reason.

The flowers and plants in the house are thirsty, and the swings in the yard have not yet swinged, so they are unhappy.

As he spoke, he walked out, his pace was hurried, and he rushed to the door at the same time with people.

As soon as the door opened, the man outside the door lifted his eyes to look at them.

With a smile on his face, with a smile in his eyes, he was dressed in red, with the brilliance that Qiao Yi couldn't look forward to.