It was already close to the night, and the distance was the clouds, layer by layer, were dyed into colorful flower cloth by the sunset. The sun was sliding down the "slide", so quickly and so nostalgic. The only thing that could not be retreated was the heat in the air.

The roads and streets that began to become lively, crowds and cars appeared one after another. Various fragrances drifted from all around, then drifted away, gradually faded away, and gradually disappeared. The voices and car sounds gradually rose, like a tide, surging... are all welcoming, the coming evening moment.

The moment Ran Kongxia and Su Yiyang walked into the house, they were frightened by the chaos in their sight, as if they were walking into a thief's crime scene, where they could accommodate their feet, and there was only a few left. Su Yiyang squatted down to pack up toys, puppets, and puppets, while clearing a path for Ran Kongxia to walk over. Su Yiyang's arms were full of puppets. When he stood up, he showed a long-lost smile. He said to Ran Kongxia, "

It seems that we have returned to the past, and we fought with puppets. At that time, it was the same as what we saw now!" Ran Kongxia responded with a smile, and nodded directly. In fact, Ran Kongxia did not hear what Su Yiyang was saying clearly. In his heart, he kept cursing Que Wu: "You guys who are indifferent, do something that is indifferent!" When he looked at Ran Kongxia again, Su Yiyang felt that Ran Kongxia was a little strange, but he did not ask, and continued: "When did Xiatian become so naughty?"

"Huh?" Ran Kongxia heard Xia Tian's name and felt wronged for Xia Tian. Ran Kongxia nodded helplessly, picked up Xia Tian's collar on the ground, and said in a pretentious manner: "Everyone is getting more and more lawless. He dares to do whatever he wants while his master is not at home! I really want to clean up you well!" Ran Kongxia said it almost gritted her teeth, and the collar in her hand was about to be deformed by Ran Kongxia.

"Haha, haha! Kongzi, when did you get angry with it? Haven't you always spoiled it?" Su Yiyang saw Ran Kongxia angry because of Xiatian for the first time, like a child who was bullied but couldn't do anything.

"Who spoiled him?" Ran Kongxia shouted resentfully, and threw the collar heavily into the shoe cabinet.

"What's wrong with you suddenly?" Su Yiyang felt more and more that Ran Kongxia's words and deeds were very different from the past.

"No... I'm nothing. I'm too angry and I'm starting to talk nonsense!" Ran Kongxia found Su Yiyang's expression that he saw, realized that he said something strange to him, and quickly changed his words.

"You clean up here and I'll take my luggage back to the room first." Su Yiyang finished speaking, still holding three or four puppets, emptying a hand, pulling his suitcase, and walking towards the room. Su Yiyang unexpectedly, the room had been sorted out and was full of orange smell, as if someone was living here.

Su Yiyang opened the wardrobe, but saw a white shirt hanging inside. It was obvious that it was not him. Su Yiyang's heart was shocked, and then he sank, and took off the white shirt, which exuded the fragrance of lavender. Su Yiyang threw the white shirt with unknown origin onto the bed and hung his clothes one by one.

Ran Kongxia, who had no reason to stop Su Yiyang from coming to the room, ran into the room happily after a while. Just as he saw Su Yiyang shut the wardrobe and prayed silently, hoping that he would not feel strange! About the bed that had been prepared.

"Kongzi! Has anyone ever lived in my room?" Su Yiyang turned around and asked, direct and powerful.

"That... the reason why the bed is good is that Xia Tian likes to sleep on the bed, so I... I'll give your empty bed to Xia Tian!" Ran Kongxia glanced at other directions, hesitated, and swung his hands and feet in a discordant manner.

"That's it! How could there be a white men's shirt in the closet?" Su Yiyang pointed to the clothes on the bed, looked tightly at Ran Kongxia, who was already at a loss, and asked.

"It... was blown to the balcony when the wind was blowing strongly. I don't know who it was. I... I hang it into your closet!" Ran Kongxia almost wanted to bite her tongue and committed suicide. She didn't dare to look at Su Yiyang's eyes at all, and she even made up some lies.

"I understand!" Su Yiyang pretended to be nothing on the surface, waved his hand, and said with a smile that he was just asking casually, asking Ran Kongxia not to be unhappy because of his own inquiries. Ran Kongxia saw Su Yiyang smiling, finally relaxed, packed up the things on the bed, and put a brand new quilt on Su Yiyang.

Su Yiyang opened the suitcase, took out a beautifully packaged gift box, and handed it to Ran Kongxia: "Xiao Kongzi, this is the gift I gave you. This is just the first one. I will make today's dinner, how about it?"

"Yes, OK!" Ran Kongxia accepted the gift and smiled happily.

Ran Kongxia returned to her room with a gift and couldn't wait to open it. A faint fragrance came to her nose, which made Ran Kongxia very intoxicated. It was Ran Kongxia's favorite daisies, but they had been made into specimens, and a box was full of lace into a beautiful bouquet. Ran Kongxia's eyebrows and eyes were full of self-evident happiness.

"You look at the mirror and you become a fool!" Que Wu suddenly appeared beside Ran Kongxia and said suddenly.

"You still have the face to mess up the house! You will blame Xia Tian!" Ran Kongxia was startled first, then glared at it.

"Have I promised you can go out casually? I've been there for so long!" Que Wu sat casually on Ran Kongxia's bed, and said deliberately without any concealment.

"It has nothing to do with you!"

"That talent has nothing to do with you! If it weren't for helping you cover up, I would have brought you back immediately!" Que Wu stood up quickly and refuted.

"It's you who haven't figured out the situation! Do I still need your consent when I go out?" Ran Kongxia stood up, pointed at Que Wu's nose, and said angrily with a look of a young lady.

"Oh..." Que Wu pressed Ran Kongxia's hand down, hummed meaningfully, and then said with a smile: "It's the owner of this apartment, who is like-minded with me?"

"The former is, the latter is not!" Ran Kongxia no longer looked directly at Que Wu, who was showing greatness, turned his head and stuck out his tongue, and glanced at him with contempt.

"Hmph! Did he give that flower? Isn't it just a few small flowers that have not had time to wither? You actually smiled so happily. Do you have any pursuit?" Que Wu looked at the bouquet in Ran Kongxia's arms disdainfully and said indifferently.

"For the sake of your help to cover it up, I won't be angry with you, an ignorant guy!"

Que Wu didn't say anything anymore. After leaving silently, he silently returned to Ran Kongxia's room, threw the quilt and his clothes on Ran Kongxia's bed. He was still worried about what Ran Kongxia said, and even confused himself with Xiatian. He thought silently: If someone knows, how can he have face?

"What are you doing?" Ran Kongxia glanced at Quewu's quilt on the bed, and then looked straight into Quewu's eyes.
Chapter completed!