"I want to live in a good place." Jiang Futing said seriously and domineeringly, "It's not second, you need the best, I have money!"

After all, it is rare to have an eye-catching environment.

In this case, he felt that he could occasionally relax his input-output requirements.

Zhao Hui: "..."

Mei Jibei: "..."

So he regarded Zhao's mansion as an inn, right?

Okay! Just in the inn, as long as he is willing to go into our pockets, he can be a kiln.

Mei Jibei looked at Jiang Futing's back and even really wondered whether to make a few beautiful female ghosts.

He thought of the charming guy he met halfway through. Seeing Jiang Futing's reaction at that time, he seemed to be interested in that kind of thing. But he had a very high vision, and that kind of kiln could not be done.

Under the guidance of his servants, Jiang Futing walked into the top private room in Zhao's mansion.

I didn't know that Mei Jibei, who was following me, was seriously thinking about something messy.

It is said to be a private room, but it is actually similar to the courtyard given to his wife by the male protagonist in ancient novels.

It can be seen from this careful appearance that this courtyard should be the top-notch one.

Jiang Futing said he would pay for it. He had already touched his cloth bag with his hand. He asked, "I'll do it for three nights first. How many nights are there? Is there any discount?"

Mei Jibei wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead: "Brother Jiang, don't be so polite! My friend has always been generous and widely accepted all over the world. Besides, the mansion is usually deserted and there is no one living there, so it's empty.

It's also a waste. Now it's more than one person, and it's still more lively."

"Oh." Jiang Futing looked around with great interest and suddenly asked, "You know a lot about your friend's mansion, you come here often, right?"

Mei Jibei whispered to compliment him in front of him, and almost said yes.

As a result, when my lips were all out and I almost made a sound, I was frightened and I went back in fear.

This trick was too unintentional and he almost got hooked.

He bit his tongue and looked at the scenery with his head: "This is nothing. I have known each other for several years, and he just mentioned it to me."

Jiang Futing nodded, walked around the yard twice, became familiar with the environment, and listened to Mei Shi's chatter, and finally walked back to her residence.

A residence in the mansion covers an area of ​​just a small villa in the living room. As soon as the wooden door was pushed open, a shallow fragrance slowly floated out in the room.

It is like a fruit wood agarwood that has condensed for hundreds of thousands of years.

The fragrance is so fragrant.

He raised one foot and just stepped inside, he found that Mei Jibei was still following him.

Jiang Futing turned his head and said in a fluctuating tone: "Why are you still following me?"

Mei Jibei scratched his ears and his forehead a little uncomfortable, and looked around: "Let me see what is missing and not enough, and then I will buy all the things I should make up for."

"I'm not that particular, you can go back." He grabbed the door and rudely slashed the order to expel guests, "Since I have booked a room for three days, the right to use this house is mine."

Mei Jibei was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth to defend herself. Then, she shut up and left under the threat of Jiang Futingdi's countless times.

The moment Jiang Futing turned around, he brought it to the door, "Bang!"

He did not leave immediately, and he kept standing quietly behind the door, staring at Mei Jibei's back without squinting through the thin layer of doors and windows.

Mei Jibei didn't know whether it was for her own reasons or was stared at for too long, so she became subconsciously prepared.

Anyway, he suddenly stopped, stood there for a while, then slowly turned around and suddenly walked back.

He walked back with great care, and he lifted his feet gently with his strength, and his movements were twisted and looked a bit sneaky.

And just as he was halfway through, Jiang Futing was about to stay away from the door and pretended to be ignorant, a crisp sound suddenly sounded

The sound of the bell.

The sound this time was different and heard so clearly in the formation. It seemed that the person who was roaming the bell also deliberately controlled the volume, as if the needle accidentally fell to the ground.

It disappeared soon and was difficult to capture.

If it weren't for Jiang Futing standing behind the door and watching, he would even feel that he must have heard it wrong.

However, Mei Jibei's reaction in the next second certainly told him that he had heard it 100% correct.

Mei Jibei, who left Jiang Futing, no longer had any silly or straightforwardness. The moment he heard the bell, his body immediately tensed up. Then he raised his hand guiltily, covering his waist with no trace of slapping things.

The eyes that had been pretending to be stupid suddenly flashed with a hint of vigilance, and began to inquire like a hunter.

After confirming that there were no extra people around him, he suddenly set his sight on the door where Jiang Futing was hiding.

Jiang Futing breathed and immediately floated to the edge of the table, picked up the paper and folded the paper airplane.

Sure enough, the next second, Mei Jibei suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

At the same time, the paper planes were quickly stacked and flew to Mei Jibei who was coming in from the door.

The wind that was slim as if the paper had crossed, overshadowing the traces he had raised when he had just passed.

As soon as Mei Jibei came in, she never expected that she was caught off guard by a sharp object coming towards her and hit the bridge of her nose!

He was already a little restless and forgot to cover up his temperament and blurted out: "What's this?!"

"Play in the airplane." Jiang Futing had already sat down, dragged his temples with his head tilted, and said how bad it was: "Do you want to join? A two-person plane."

Mei Jibei: "..."

He didn't react, and then looked down at the things that fell at his feet.

OK...it's really an airplane.

A sudden embarrassment surged in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

"I'm not here to play." Mei Jibei sneered and made up a clumsy panic: "It seems that something has fallen here."

"Five minutes ago, I clearly forbidden you from entering my room. Where did you say your thing fall?" Jiang Futing suddenly raised his voice, exuding a sense of dangerous oppression.

Mei Jibei's legs were a little weak, and she forced herself to smile and said, "It's gone... I just picked up the things and see how you live."

Jiang Futing looked around and said seriously: "It's pretty good, except for you."

Mei Jibei's ever-changing face suddenly looked like a rainbow under a thunderstorm.

When Jiang Futing saw that someone started standing there again, he stared at himself and pretended to be stupid, and couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

So he picked up a piece of paper and shook it deliberately twice: "Is the two-person plane still here?"

Mei Jibei's eyelids twitched: "No...no."

"Oh, then you can leave." Jiang Futing ruthlessly again expelled the guest: "Different positions, different interests, and generation gap."

"Then...then I'll leave."

Jiang Futing didn't raise his head and "happy" for a moment, and continued to build the paper in his hand and fold the paper airplane.

His meaning of alienation is so obvious. Even if Mei Jibei pretends to be stunned, he should be bored when he stands, let alone that person is still waiting for him.

He had no choice but to bring it to the door in disappointment first and walk out with his head down.

But just as he left the yard, he paused again and stared at the front in a daze with indescribable astonishment on his face.

How did Jiang Futing know that they had different positions?

Even though he was deliberately provoking them, what he said just now seemed to come from the heart, so he didn't find any problems when he heard it.

Has he seen something wrong long ago, but if he really saw something wrong, why did he get into their wolf den so without leaving any room?

Mei Jibei felt that his mind was filled with cement and he was confused.

After touching the bell on his waist again, he felt a little relieved and stepped forward to talk.

This time, Jiang Futing was more careful, afraid that Mei Jibei would test him, so he would go back and catch a turtle in the jar.

So after he left for about ten seconds, he hid behind the door and watched as before.

This time Mei Jibei really left, probably because the bell urged, so she left with a decisive and decisive way without leaving a cloud.

He curled his lips coldly, regardless of whether Mei Jibei's personality is true or not. If it is fake, he can only say that this person's acting is too bad and too exaggerated. If it is really, he can only say that this person is stupid.

Anyway, just his material is not the material of a palace fighter, and at most it can be considered high-end cannon fodder, so there is no more.

But that Zhao Hui... not only has a reputation, but also has great reputation.

If nothing unexpected happens, Mei Jibei will definitely forward the words he said just now to Zhao Hui.

No matter how mentality is, Zhao Hui will be distracted. Because he suddenly disrupts the rhythm, he will have to test himself.

Now I just need to wait for them to come to find fault.

As for Bai Tang...

His mind suddenly fell.

As long as he can come over, he will have a way to contact him!

Just in case, Jiang Futing became more careful and set up a barrier in the room to release Luo Zhiqiu.

As soon as Luo Zhiqiu came out, he began to complain with heartache: "Mr. Jiang, I think, although I am your ghost, I have some human rights. You can't just put me in jail because of such a small matter!"
To be continued...