NPC: I am the stepmother of the heroine / 167%: Baby, who are you talking to?
NPC: I am the stepmother of the heroine
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Put away your disdainful eyes."
  • Qiao Mu poked the soft flesh on Fan Chengcheng's waist, curled his lips and said:
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "The buildings at the back are small villas, and I rented one."
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Who buys a villa and rents it out?"
  • Fan Chengcheng narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't like the houses here, he also knew the housing prices in the imperial capital, especially in the school district. There were several colleges and universities nearby. The housing prices must be expensive.
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Cough, this is an unsold house."
  • Qiao Mu coughed lightly.
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Why?"
  • There are also many rich people, especially for the future of their children, who would be reluctant.
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "A hole was smashed in the attic, and the one that couldn't be filled was not sold, and then the property was rented out."
  • Anyway, she didn't go to the third floor, at most she went to the second floor to shop, and basically lived on the first floor, so she rented a villa of 300 square meters at a price of 80 square meters, and she also made a profit.
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Are you not afraid of Qiao Mu? What if the attic collapses!"
  • Fan Chengcheng immediately grabbed the tree,
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Do you want to die?"
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Eh, you're really right. I don't want to live anymore."
  • But the protagonist's halo will definitely not let her die, Qiao Mu is so confident.
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Arbor!"
  • Don't listen or don't listen, the * recites the scriptures.
  • Qiao Mu walked forward with her head buried, trotted all the way to the door of her small villa, and looked at Fan Chengcheng, who was panting behind her. She smiled proudly and shouted at Fan Chengcheng:
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Whoever goes in last, who cleans up!"
  • After speaking, she ran away.
  • The small villa was unlocked by fingerprints, and Arbor got in at once, looked at Fan Chengcheng who came, and stuck out his tongue at him.
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Today you come to clean up! Don't call the hourly workers."
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "I've already packed up the villa."
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Ah? Packed up..."
  • No! Fan Chengcheng is outside, who is this...
  • Qiao Mu turned around abruptly, looking at Chen Linong sitting leisurely on the sofa in the living room, holding a smoke-blue teacup in his hand, and his scaly-white fingertips tapped on the edge of the cup:
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "Who are you talking to, baby?"
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "Ah?"
  • Qiao Mu's pupils shrunk and he slammed the door shut. With a bang, Fan Chengcheng was stunned and patted the door.
  • fanchengcheng
    fanchengcheng
    "Quickly open the door."
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "This sound..."
  • Chen Linong got up slowly, paced close to the tree, and frowned slightly:
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "The voice sounds familiar."
  • qiaomu
    qiaomu
    "How can there be! You, why are you here?"
  • Qiao Mu immediately stepped forward and took Chen Linong's arm and took the person to the living room.
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "I'm afraid you're hiding Jiao in the golden house, so I'll just be that Jiao."
  • Chen Linong glanced at the door calmly, and he could tell that it was Fan Chengcheng's voice.
  • Yi Linlin: Hello, Chen Lijiao!
  • Happy Rabbit: Hello Chen Lijiao! Goodbye Chen Lijiao!
  • Kunkun loves Arlene: Sisters, let's go! Chen Lijiao's army is going to dominate the screen!
  • ...
  • Although this occasion is not suitable for laughing out loud, Qiao Mu still can't help it. The bullet comments are all little angels, and even Chen Lijiao has become cute.
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "What are you laughing at?"
  • Chen Linong stretched out his hand to sort out her messy hairstyle, wiped the sweat from her forehead and said:
  • chenlinong
    chenlinong
    "Sit down and take a sip of tea. Chrysanthemum tea clears the heat and goes away."
  • Go to the fire... I must keep it, maybe I will pour it on Fan Chengcheng's head later so that it can be used?
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