Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 147 His House
Wei Xuan was a little curious, with Song Zhiwei's work intensity, how could he still have time to have conflicts with his neighbors.

However, he still expressed his attitude first: "I will not live here in the future."

Song Zhiwei gave him a blank look, "Where can't you live here? You don't think I'll live with you at your parents' house, do you?"

Wei Xuan denied, "No."

Song Zhiwei was startled, "Could it be possible for me to live in your unit's 'couple room'? I won't do it."

The thought of her life being watched by so many eyes gave her goosebumps.

Wei Xuan's face darkened, and he didn't want to correct her statement that there is no "couple's room" now, only a family room.But what does that disgusting expression on her face mean?
Holding her big palm slightly, Wei Xuan asked displeasedly: "Do you want to live together?"

Song Zhiwei glared at him, and said intentionally, "Why live together? Wouldn't it be nice to live apart? Distance creates beauty. That way we won't fight over grabbing the toilet."

Wei Xuan's face was full of black lines, listening to what she said.

In fact, it's not that Song Zhiwei doesn't want to live with him, but she thinks it's a bit too fast to discuss this topic now, and she is a girl, so she can't show that she is very interested in living together.

Wei Xuan asked, "Do you want to live separately?"

Song Zhiwei didn't answer his question directly, but stuck out her tongue, thinking she had found an excellent reason: "We'll wait until you have your own house."

Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan glanced at her and asked, "If there is one now, move now?"

When Song Zhiwei was about to nod her head, she suddenly turned a blind eye and stared at him suspiciously, "Didn't you say you don't have a house last time?"

Wei Xuan just looked at her and didn't answer.

Song Zhiwei seemed to realize something, and immediately narrowed her eyes, "Did you lie to me?"

"What are you lying to?" Wei Xuan's expression was flawless.

"You lied to me that I don't have a house." Song Zhiwei stared at him closely and asked, "Answer me honestly, do you have a house?"

Wei Xuan nodded obediently.

Song Zhiwei suddenly became angry, "You lied to me!"

Her voice was too loud, causing the people around her to stare sideways.

Realizing the embarrassment, Song Zhiwei immediately pulled Wei Xuan outside the community, and asked him on the street, "Why did you lie to me last time?"

Wei Xuan replied solemnly: "I meant that the house was registered under the names of my parents, but I didn't say I didn't."

Song Zhiwei figured it out. It turned out that he had a house, but it was registered under his parents' names.

Song Zhiwei stared at him dissatisfied, and asked, "Where is the house?"

Wei Xuan gave an address.

Song Zhiwei asked again, "Then why don't you live there?"

"No decoration." Wei Xuan replied.

Although he confessed to her now, Song Zhiwei was a little brooding, "If you didn't bring up the topic of cohabitation today, are you going to never tell me about the existence of that house?"

Naturally, she was not greedy for that house, but cared about Wei Xuan's concealment.

Wei Xuan suddenly pulled her up and left.

"Where are you going?" Song Zhiwei asked suspiciously.

Wei Xuan didn't answer until he got into the car and wanted to drive her somewhere.

Song Zhiwei quickly stopped him, "Where do you still want to drive? You didn't sleep well last night, so don't mess around."

Wei Xuan gently pushed her hand away and touched her head, "Soon."

Then start the vehicle.

After half an hour, Wei Xuan drove to a community, took the elevator from the underground parking lot to the 20th floor.

Song Zhiwei saw him take out a key from behind a fire hydrant, and then opened the door of house No. 1.

He led her into the suite.

The house is a clean water room that has not yet been renovated. It is quite large in size, with four bedrooms and two living rooms. The layout is square. The floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room faces a large park with a very good view.

"This is your house?" Song Zhiwei was a little surprised, looking around curiously.

Wei Xuan closed the anti-theft door, walked towards her, took her hand, and put the key in her palm.

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, "What did you give me the key for?"

Wei Xuan looked into her eyes, "We will live here from now on."

Song Zhiwei was a little embarrassed and avoided his sight: "It hasn't been renovated yet, we'll talk about it when it's finished."

She wanted to go away as she said that.

However, he was pulled by Wei Xuan and trapped in his arms.

With his palm resting on her waist, the hot body temperature came through the clothes, and he said, "It's up to your ideas to decorate."

Before he met her, he had bought this house for four or five years, and he never had the idea of ​​renovating it, because he didn't need to live in such a big house alone.

But now he really wants to create a home with her, a place where he can see her when he comes back.

Listening to his words in my ears, holding his key in my hand, it is a lie to say that I am not moved at all.

Song Zhiwei was naturally moved by his sincerity, and even wanted to cry.

However, she would not be ashamed to cry over such a trivial matter, and she attributed this sentimental emotion to her menstrual period.

After calming down, she deliberately asked, "How can I decorate without money?"

Both of them are "paupers", which is a very real problem.

Wei Xuan's expression froze for a moment, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, this woman, can't she be so realistic now and then?

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Zhiwei pushed him and comforted him: "Okay, I'm just kidding, we'll discuss the decoration later, you should go home and rest, I'm tired too, it's better to go to bed early."

Wei Xuan originally wanted to be gentle with her before leaving, but his hands had already got into her clothes.

However, Song Zhiwei knew that once it started, it would never end.

She deliberately scared him, "Don't be too stimulated during menstruation, otherwise the blood will flow backwards and cause pelvic inflammation."

Wei Xuan didn't know much about women's physiology, so when he heard her say that, he immediately stretched out his hand.

Seeing that he was so innocent and easy to deceive, Song Zhiwei suppressed her smile and said, "Let's go, come back next time if you have a chance. You'd better put the key in the fire hydrant, I don't need it."

Because this is a decoration key, it will become invalid after the decoration is completed, so Wei Xuan didn't insist on letting her accept it.

After driving her home, Song Zhiwei insisted not to let him take her upstairs.

"Don't waste any more time, go back and rest, or I will feel bad." After finishing speaking, she quickly pressed a kiss on his face, and jumped out of the car before he could react.

Wei Xuan, who was "stealed kissed" by her for the first time, was immersed in joy, watching her figure running into the community quickly, with a deep smile on his face.

And the woman who secretly kissed others was also shocked by her bold actions, and her heartbeat could not be calmed down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)