Huanxi Boy: I work as a charterer in Shuxiang Yayuan

The two commanded the hoisting of the furniture into the room, and asked the people from the decoration company to arrange it according to their requirements.

After two hours of busy work, I was busy.

After everyone has left.

The two of them sat down to rest.

"After I left last time, how did you clean up the mess at home?"

At that time, Qiao Weidong was completely drunk as if he had lost his mind.

Tearing clothes everywhere.

When Zhang Tianxiao left, he didn't bother to stop him.

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So I directly transferred 30 to Miss Xiaomeng.

It can be regarded as compensation.

I was doing SPA in the house at that time.

He didn't expect to come out to stop Qiao Weidong.

"Then what else can I say? Of course, I'm telling the truth. It's not that he did something good when he was drunk, but I didn't say that you have been to our house, so as not to be misunderstood by him."

Witty, too witty.

Zhang Tianxiao gave Miss Xiaomeng a big compliment.

This occupancy is imminent.

There are still many problems to face in the future.

Zhang Tianxiao asked, "Will you come to live at that time? Did Uncle Qiao promise you?"

"Look Yingzi, if you let me come, your uncle Joe will agree."

Xiaomeng was a little sad.

After doing so much by himself, Old Joe didn't care at all.

"However, you can also guess that if Yingzi finds out that her father secretly rents a house next door to her house, it will be a surprise for Yingzi, but for Song Qian, Old Qiao and I are liars, and even you will be implicated. "

"Yes!" Zhang Tianxiao was noncommittal.

He hasn't figured out how to explain this to Song Qian yet!

"If Uncle Joe won't let you come, why don't you just rent one, and I'll give you one to live in!"

For the first time, Xiaomeng did not object.

"But I can't afford the rent."

"I can still ask my sister to pay the rent and give you free."

Xiaomeng patted Zhang Tianxiao on the shoulder, smiling.

"Okay, silly brother, I'm kidding you, let's talk about it later!"

"I still have something to do, so I'll go first, and you can go back too!".

123 It's time to move away, Zhang Tianxiao cooks (please subscribe, spend tickets)

It was already time for lunch when Zhang Tianxiao returned home.

As soon as she entered the door, Song Qian asked with a dark face, "Why are you helping me? You haven't answered the phone for such a long time?"

"We've all eaten, and there's some leftover for you, hurry up and eat!"

Looking at the two dishes on the coffee table, there are still plates covered.

Song Qian was about to go into the kitchen to cook for him.

Zhang Tianxiao stopped and said, "Whether I'm hungry or not, let's talk about it later! I'll tell you a good thing."

Fang Yifan, Lin Lei'er, and Qiao Yingzi, who were not studying during their lunch break, all looked at him.

Good news, they want to know too.

Song Qian turned around and waited for him to speak.

"I'm helping your neighbors move the furniture. Their house has been packed, and you can move back tomorrow."

Of course, this is what Xiaomeng asked her to bring to Song Qian.

It's too embarrassing to delay people from leaving home for a few days.

Song Qian was calm, but said lightly: "The decoration is done so soon?"

"Hmm! It's just a plain dress."

"Oh!"

Anyway, it didn't make much difference to Song Qian whether she lived at Zhang Tianxiao's house or her own.

Anyway, both of them are in the same neighborhood.

As an older sister, Zhang Tianxiao can come to have a meal at any time without any problem.

So the mood is very flat.

Then move back tomorrow.

Fang Yifan was the most excited.

Jumped up happily.

"Yingzi, Aunt Song Qian congratulates you."

"Brother Xiao, will I not use it to study tomorrow?"

Zhang Tianxiao raised a question mark.

Does this have something to do with you not studying?

Originally, it was because of the renovation of Yingzi's house next door that he temporarily moved to his house, and the tutoring was also at his house.

"Why don't you study? Just go to Yingzi's house tomorrow."

"Forehead..."

Fang Yifan was like an eggplant beaten by frost in an instant.

Sitting decadently on the sofa.

His dream was shattered.

Qiao Yingzi sneered and said: "You think beautifully, remember to come to study with my aunt on time tomorrow."

Fang Yifan has nothing to love in life.

Song Qian also said: "Fang Yifan, don't try to be lazy, I think you just made some progress recently, and you want to slack off? How can that be?"

"Auntie, I know."

Song Qian glanced at Zhang Tianxiao again, "You really don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

After eating Jinyang Pill today, even if he goes off-road for ten kilometers now, he will not feel tired and does not need to replenish energy.

It's not that you don't need to eat.

Just not hungry right now.

"Okay, then sit down for a while, I'll wash some fruit for you, and start studying after the break."

Song Qian went to get the peaches and apples, washed them, put them on the fruit plate, and brought them to the coffee table.

Look at the glowing red apple.

Zhang Tianxiao thought it tasted good, so he took one and took a bite.

Ruddy, crispy and sweet, with a lot of water.

The peaches were still the same as last time, but he didn't taste them after eating them all.

After eating apples.

Learning will officially begin.

Until the end of the afternoon.

Fang Yifan said mysteriously that he wanted to talk to Zhang Tianxiao alone.

The two went outside and walked into the safe passage.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, Fang Yifan hesitated.

"Just say what you have to say, the big man is coy."

This is what Fang Yifan, who is socially obsessive, looks like.

Zhang Tianxiao was even more curious as to why he was ashamed to say it.

To cut the skin or long hemorrhoids?

He has no experience.

"Brother Xiao..."

"Ok?"

"I still want to ask, do you like my mother?"

I go!

Didn't you make it very clear in the morning, and still doubt his pure character?

Do you really like Dong Wenjie?

You can be your own mother, okay?

Fang Yifan's thinking was simply sick.