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Yang Qingshan took Murong Qiushui around the lobby on the first floor. The kitchen and bathroom have been well renovated, especially the bathtub in the bathroom, which has been completely replaced with a massage one. A little vanity.
"It cost a lot of money, right?" Murong Qiushui said.
"Brother makes a lot of money. He worked so hard for more than a month to refine the elixir, and he earned hundreds of thousands. In addition, when he rescued you, there was still some money left in the check from the old housekeeper, and the protection from the store on the beach. Fees, all used up." Yang Qingshan said with a painful face.
"But it's worth it. Although the small building is not luxurious, it is simple and comfortable. I like it very much." Murong Qiushui said.
"As long as you like it." Yang Qingshan said, taking Murong Qiushui's hand up to the second floor.
Murong Qiushui looked down at his little hand being held by Yang Qingshan, remember the last time was a month ago, in the fish market.
Walking to the outside of the first room, Yang Qingshan felt a little reserved and embarrassed, he took a breath to make himself blush.
"This is the first room." Yang Qingshan opened the door, Murong Qiushui only saw that the room was empty.
"What room? What is it used for?"
"My childhood dream was to be a painter. This is my future studio, where I will fulfill my dream." Yang Qingshan said to the ceiling.
"Dream, I also wanted to be a painter when I was young." Murong Qiushui also looked up at the ceiling dreaming.
"Go to the second room." Yang Qingshan smiled, and pulled Murong Qiushui into the second room.
"There is nothing. But there is a table, why is there a vegetable basket on the table?" Murong Qiushui nodded and said.
"My childhood dream was to be a gourmet. This is where I will study cooking in the future. I will fulfill my dream here."
"Can gourmets eat a lot?" Murong Qiushui asked cutely, tilting his head.
"It should be, but just eating is not a gourmet, you must also be able to cook. You have eaten my seafood dishes, and that is a complete set." Yang Qingshan was startled.
"Go and see the third case." Murong Qiushui said.
There is not much in the third room, just two bookshelves filled with books.
"You don't want to be a writer, do you?" Murong Qiushui snickered.
"Wrong, when I was young, my dream was to be a generation of miracle doctors and save countless lives. This is where I will study medicine in the future."
"Ah? A generation of genius doctor?" Murong Qiushui covered his mouth and tried not to let himself laugh out loud, feeling uncomfortable.
"The remaining room is your boudoir, do you want to see it?" Yang Qingshan walked to the last room and asked.
"Let's see." Murong Qiushui said shyly and reservedly.
Yang Qingshan smiled veiledly, when he helped Murong Qiushui move, he didn't have the cheek to help, now he pushed the door open, Yang Qingshan was still a little nervous, but when Yang Qingshan saw that the big bed made of jade was full of all kinds of underwear , Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded, his eyes almost popped out, what a dream this is.
"Ah! How could this happen!" Murong Qiushui exclaimed, pushed Yang Qingshan out of the room, closed it with a bang, opened the door a few minutes later, lowered his head, his neck was flushed, and said in a low voice: " You can come in."
"Ahem, then I'm coming in. Have you packed it up?" Yang Qingshan said awkwardly, looking through the crack of the door with treacherous eyes.
"It's all packed." Murong Qiushui said confidently, secretly blaming himself for forgetting to put his clothes in the closet when he was cleaning the room, and Yang Qingshan saw all his underwear all of a sudden, it was really too tragic, But my heart was inexplicably a little excited.
Murong Qiushui took a peek at Yang Qingshan who walked into the room again, and found that Yang Qingshan's eyes were scanning quickly, and immediately beat Yang Qingshan's back angrily. Yang Qingshan pretended to be healthy and screamed, and fell on the jade Made big bed.
"So soft." Yang Qingshan exclaimed, unwilling to get up.
Murong Qiushui blushed even more, stood aside and said: "This piece of jade itself is soft."
"Really? A big cabinet, a big floor-to-ceiling mirror, something only for a young lady, haha, and a makeup cabinet." Yang Qingshan got up again, walked to the makeup mirror, took a look at himself twice, and looked through the mirror He saw Murong Qiushui peeking at him with his head down.
"Hey." Yang Qingshan smirked slyly, walked to the cabinet casually, and suddenly opened the door of the cabinet.So, in the end, the two women despised and stared at each other.
"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan said aggrievedly.
"The little black room, right?" Lu Yao sneered.
"Yeah, you women don't understand men's dreams." Yang Qingshan still said cheaply.
"Tch, sister, follow sister to speculate." Lu Yao dragged Murong Qiushui up to the rooftop in a huff.
? Yang Qingshan smiled, sat on the sofa and waited for a while, Lu Yao dragged Murong Qiushui downstairs again, and said to Yang Qingshan, "Where is the door?"
"Ahem, secret." Yang Qingshan said mysteriously.
"Cut, wait." Lu Yao said, dragging Murong Qiushui to sweep the small building, and soon found the small stairs in the warehouse on the first floor, and entered the small black room.
At this moment, Yang Qingshan entered the small black room with a glass of juice, took a sip of the juice, and said to the dumbfounded Lu Yao and Murong Qiushui: "This small black room is where I practice alchemy, I wanted to make a basement, but here is The seaside is not suitable for building basements, hehe. Seeing that you misunderstood me, what do you think is wrong with me? Is my brother a beast?"
"Alchemy, is it the very fragrant pill you gave last time?" Lu Yao asked curiously.
"Well, 20,000 yuan a grain, I will make money in this small black house in the future." Yang Qingshan said melancholy, with a look of bitterness on his face.
"It's very hot, there are only a few small holes for ventilation." Murong Qiushui said worriedly when he saw the small holes at the top.
"It's okay, the heat is more suitable for me to practice. Alchemy is all about fire, and it also pays attention to temperature." Yang Qingshan squinted and said, looking at the only thing in the small black room, which was a clay alchemy furnace. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com