Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 73 Ye Jiaqi's Home

Ye Jiaqi's home is located in a high-end residential area, the kind where the guards only choose to let people go by looking at their clothes.

After Ye Jiaqi called the property manager and Song Zhiwei registered her ID number, she was allowed in with a smile on her face.

The distance between the buildings is very wide, and the greenery is also very good. It is obviously a new community, but there are lush trees planted on both sides of the boulevard for decades or even hundreds of years. Walking in it, even in summer, There is no need to hold an umbrella, because there is already a natural green "umbrella" above the head.

There is an art fountain in the middle of the community. Bypassing this fountain and passing a small tennis court, you will arrive at the downstairs of Ye Jiaqi.

The building she lives in is the lowest in the entire community, a small high-rise with 11+1, in the city center where every inch of land is expensive, one can imagine how high the house price is, no less than a detached villa in the suburbs .

Through the visual intercom system, Ye Jiaqi opened the door for her.

Song Zhiwei took the elevator to the 11th floor, and as soon as she reached the door, Ye Jiaqi opened the door.

"Zhiwei, you're tired from walking, come in quickly and have a glass of iced lemonade." Ye Jiaqi jumped out to greet her on tiptoe with her left foot.

"Don't move if your foot is hurt." Song Zhiwei hurriedly helped her into the room, and closed the door smoothly.

"I'm fine, it's just a sprained muscle." Ye Jiaqi shook his head and said disapprovingly.

"Take good care of your sprains, otherwise, are you going to keep jumping like this?" Song Zhiwei helped her to sit on the sofa, and asked casually, "How did you get hurt?"

"It's really embarrassing to say." Ye Jiaqi smiled embarrassedly, "I planned to cook at home, but I sprained my foot."

"Cooking? Sprained feet?" Song Zhiwei was also taken aback when she heard this.

"Yeah, stupid, isn't it?" Ye Jiaqi laughed at herself, "So I didn't dare to tell the truth when I asked for leave these two days. What I said was that I had diarrhea."

Song Zhiwei couldn't help but chuckle, "It's really funny."

Ye Jiaqi pouted and said angrily, "Zhiwei, even you are laughing at me."

"I don't laugh anymore." Song Zhiwei immediately put away her smile, shifted her gaze to glance at the decoration in the house, nodded her head and said in approval, "Your home is decorated very well, it is stylish and simple, and it combines Eastern and Western characteristics, which is refreshing. .”

Ye Jiaqi's home is a duplex structure, that is, the upper floor is bundled and sold by the opener, with plenty of sunshine and a lot of space.

Her kitchen is an open kitchen of Westerners, and the balcony and garden also have the feeling of an open-air cafe. The spiral staircase made of tempered glass connects the upper and lower floors, which does not take up space and is very stylish and beautiful.

The overall design structure is Western-style, but the furniture and lamps in her home are exquisite and delicate in Chinese style, and even the partitions in the dining room are more like carved screens.

This kind of decoration style is really rare to see.

"Well, the designers are Japanese, and what they are good at is this kind of aesthetics that combines Eastern charm and Western modernity." Ye Jiaqi asked: "Do you like this style?"

Song Zhiwei nodded, "Actually, when I decorated the house, I also referred to many styles, such as simple European, modern, pastoral, and Mediterranean. But in the end, because of economic problems, I chose the simplest style without style."

Ye Jiaqi comforted: "I will decorate in the future, so I can make it according to the style you like."

Renovate?She must be able to afford a house.

Song Zhiwei changed the topic and said, "Where is 'Bai Xue'? Let me take a look at it first."

"Okay." Ye Jiaqi stood up and took Song Zhiwei to the pet room with bouncing jumps. Bai Xue was sleeping on the cat climbing frame.

"It has been lying like this for a whole day, and it feels like the whole cat has no energy." Ye Jiaqi said worriedly.

"It's normal for a cat to be insane during the day. I'll take a look at its excrement in the litter box first." Putting on gloves, Song Zhiwei opened the litter box to have a look, then took Bai Xue's body temperature and checked her basic physical condition Then he said, "It's still a gastrointestinal problem. 'Bai Xue' has a poor constitution and a weak stomach. Once he eats too much, he will easily have diarrhea. Jiaqi, I know you feel sorry for Bai Xue, but for its own good, you'd better reduce the amount of cat food you feed. Feed it with probiotics."

"Poor Bai Xue." Ye Jiaqi looked distressed, "Seeing how thin she is, I can't help but want her to eat more."

"It's the same as the principle of 'no need to make up', don't be in a hurry." Song Zhiwei persuaded.

"Okay, I understand." Ye Jiaqi nodded, "Zhiwei, please help me make a strict recipe comparison table, and I will feed every meal according to what you wrote."

"Okay." Song Zhiwei took out the injection, "I'll give it two injections first, and it should be able to sharpen its claws again tomorrow morning."

In order to thank Song Zhiwei, Ye Jiaqi ordered a delivery service from a star-rated restaurant early on, and after giving Bai Xue the injection, the delivery just arrived.

The service attitude of the other party was very good. Not only did they bring the meals to the table and open them one by one, but they also arranged the stools for the two ladies.

"Thank you." After sending the little brother away, the two sat down to enjoy the table of delicious food.

"Wow, this Dongpo elbow is so soft and glutinous, Zhiwei, you must try it." Ye Jiaqi exclaimed as he ate his mouth full of oil regardless of his image.

Song Zhiwei didn't like greasy food very much, so she picked up a piece and nodded after eating: "It's really good."

"There's also this sauce-flavored duck, sweet and sour pork ribs, and sweet glutinous rice." Ye Jiaqi urged Song Zhiwei to eat more.

But Song Zhiwei couldn't lift her chopsticks, because they were all dishes that she didn't like, and it was not easy to order all the dishes she didn't like.

But it was difficult for her to express Ye Jiaqi's kindness, so she ate the plate of Chinese cabbage crazily.

Ye Jiaqi noticed it a little bit, and asked, "Zhiwei, doesn't the food suit your appetite?"

Song Zhiwei smiled embarrassingly, "I don't like greasy food very much, I feel sick to my stomach."

Ye Jiaqi snorted, "I'm really sorry, because I'm used to eating high-calorie food in the United States, and I also like greasy food when I return to China. But then again, you eat light food, no wonder you are so thin."

Song Zhiwei shook her head: "I don't have a bland taste, but I don't like to eat greasy food, because I usually eat very short meals, and these things are not easy to digest. But you, eating so much and still looking so good, is really enviable .”

Ye Jiaqi's figure is not particularly thin, but her limbs are slender, and there are definitely places where they should be. It really makes all women envious.

Ye Jiaqi smiled slightly: "What's the use of having a good figure? Don't they all say that a woman is only good if she can go to the hall and go to the kitchen?"

(End of this chapter)