Villa living room—

"Mr. Qing, Miss Aoi, this person is here to see the house..."

"My name is Nishino Kiko."

"Yes, Miss Nishino, Miss Nishino!"

Arakawaji accompanied him to smile and guide Kiko into the seat.

Qing Anran and Aoi Shi looked at each other and both politely returned the greeting.

After Arakawaji sat down, he quickly moved his butt to Qing Anran's side.

"Mr. Qing, I will ask you for help later. You must act according to my eyes."

"Don't worry, Mr. Arakawa, I understand."

Qing Anran covered her mouth and continued to whisper: "We have professional ethics to take money and eliminate disasters for others."

"That's good, that's good!"

Arakawa nodded repeatedly, thinking that as long as Qing Anran followed his words, the villa was designated to be sold.

After selling the villa and having money, I will first find a custom shop to have fun.

Arakawaji looked at the ceiling blankly with a foolish look.

"Mr. Arakawa?"

Kiko sat down for a while, but Arakawaji didn't say anything, so he called him.

"Sorry, sorry, I was stunned just now."

Arakawaji scratched his head and then introduced to Kiko: "Miss Nishino, this Mr. Qing Anran is a certified sleeping tester in Tokyo and a very powerful Onmyoji; and this, Miss Aoi Toshi, is a witch from Aoi Shrine."

"They two have confirmed last night that this is indeed a haunted house!"

"If you don't believe it, ask them."

After Arakawaji finished speaking, he still winked at Qing Anran: "You said yes, Mr. Qing?"

Qing Anran replied with a big smile, turned his head and asked, "Mr. Arakawa, do you want us to tell the truth?"

"Of course we have to tell the truth." Arakawaji smiled.

"Okay." Qing Ran closed his eyes gracefully, turned around, and said to Kiko: "Miss Nishino, to be honest, this is indeed not a haunted house."

Hearing Qing Anran's answer, Kiko said oh, and then his bad eyes swept towards Arakawaji.

Arakawaji met Kiko's cold eyes and his face became awkward in an instant.

"Not this, not like this!"

Arakawa Shi pulled Qing Anran's sleeve, thinking that he was wrong, so he quickly explained in a low voice: "Mr. Qing, I'm not asking you to say this, but to tell the truth. You can say whatever you encountered last night!"

Qing Anran looked clear and made an OK gesture.

"Mr. Arakawa, I understand everything I understand. Don't worry, leave it to me."

Qing Anran whispered to the promise of Arakawaji, then cleared his throat and said to Kiko in a deep voice: "Miss Nishino, Mr. Arakawa is actually reluctant to sell this villa, so he lied that this is a haunted house. After living in the house for a long time, he will inevitably have some feelings. Please forgive me."

"So that's the case, that's a pity." Kiko sighed.

"When did I say I don't want to sell the house anymore? Of course I want to sell it, otherwise why would I do it online? Mr. Qing, you can't talk nonsense!"

Arakawa Shi frowned, thinking that Qing Anran was not stupid to look at him, why is he like a fool now?

Arakawaji quickly pressed his ears against him, gritted his teeth and said, "Please, this woman is just going to buy a haunted house. Don't you understand?"

If I say this, you should understand!

Arakawaji tried hard to prevent himself from exploding on the spot, and took several deep breaths in a row.

Qing Anran scratched his head: "So that's the case, then I understand."

Arakawaji replied angrily: "Mr. Qing understands it!"

Qing Anran nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand very much."

While the two of them were talking, Kiko had already stood up.

"Mr. Arakawa, if a gentleman does not take away someone's love, I will say goodbye first."

As he said that, Kiko turned around and wanted to leave.

"Miss Nishino, it's not like that. I really want to sell this villa. It's also a real haunted house!"

The cooked duck was about to fly, Arakawaji hurriedly got up and stopped her: "Please listen to my explanation. It's really not what Miss Nishino thought!"

Ji Zi blinked his eyes and sat back after a while. Well, you said.

Arakawaji's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. After wiping his sweat, he quickly sat on the blanket.

The two of them sat down again, and Arakawa Shi looked at Qing Anran pitifully.

It seemed to be saying to him, brother, stop playing with me, if I continue playing, I will be really useless...

In order to relieve Arakawaji, Qing Anran patted his thighs and then smiled and touched it again.

Arakawa Shi was shocked and quickly retracted his legs and looked at Qing Anran with a look of surprise.

This guy is not a gay!

Arakawaji met Anran's affectionate eyes and felt a chill behind him.

Then, he found that Qing Anran's eyes suddenly looked at the windowsill.

On the windowsill is a blooming daisy.

Arakawaji was so scared that he quickly protected his butt and moved towards Kiko.

"Mr. Arakawa?" Kiko looked puzzled.

"No... nothing." Arakawaji smiled stiffly, "It's a bit windy there."

Arakawaji sat next to Kiko with his neck shrank, so scared that he forgot about selling the house.

Kiko looked at the panicked Arakawaji and reminded him: "Mr. Arakawa, what do you want to explain to me?"

"Yes, yes, I want to explain!" Arakawa was at a loss for a moment, "but what should I say..."

"It's better for me."

Qing Anran stroked his fingers docilely and asked Arakawaji: "Mr. Arakawa, is there any problem?"

"You said you said!"

Arakawa nodded repeatedly, saying whether the house can be sold or not is a matter of saying that it is the most important thing to keep the chrysanthemum now!

He was not afraid that Qing Anran would really do something, but he was afraid that he would always covet it.

I am not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid of thieves thinking about it.

Arakawa understands this sentence.

"Actually, this is really a haunted house." Qing Anran said leisurely.

Hearing Qing Anran's words, Shi Arakawa almost burst into tears. He wanted to go up and give Qing Anran a hug, but he was afraid that Qing Anran would take the opportunity to touch his butt.

So, he still didn't dare to go over, just nodding like a chicken pecking at the rice:

"Yes, Mr. Qing is right. This is a haunted house. It's as fierce as possible!"

"Since it's a haunted house, it's easy to deal with."

Kiko said, comparing the number "eight" gesture: "Eighty million."

"Eighty million?!"

Arakawaji thought it was Kiko who didn't see the price he had listed online, so he reminded him: "Miss Nishino, have you remembered it wrong? The price of this villa is not 80 million, but 100 million."

"I know the selling price." Kiko said lightly, "I'm asking now, can a haunted house be sold for 80 million yuan?"
Chapter completed!