"You come here, I'll ask for it." Zhou Ziheng spread his hands and his eyes were still closed, "It just fulfilled my dream of shaking the car."

Xia Xiqing's eyes were about to turn to heaven, and pushed Zhou Ziheng's face and unbuttoned his seat belt by himself. "I was originally considered shameless for me, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Get out of the car!"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Ziheng rubbed his eyes and got out of the car, stood by the car and stretched his waist. He looked at it and saw a three-story single-family villa in front of him.

"I also took me to elope for you." Zhou Ziheng looked at the villa and looked at the yellowish wall, which looked like new, "It's hard to buy a house for me? You have to support me."

"I think beautifully." Xia Xiqing took out a bunch of keys from the bag, looked at the street lights, and pinched one of them towards the villa gate. Zhou Ziheng took it seriously now. It turned out that this villa was really his, "Where is this?"

Xia Xiqing lowered his head and inserted the key into the door lock, turned it twice, and pushed the door open. His face was dark, and he saw it. His steps stopped at the edge and moved.

"What's wrong?"

"This is my home." Xia Xiqing lowered his head and smiled bitterly, ", Where I lived when I was a child." He took a deep breath and did not notice that his fingers were trembling.

Zhou Ziheng was stunned.

It turned out that the "one place" that Xia Xiqing said lightly was actually his home, the place where he once lived.

The place where he once suffered.

He could not remember that night, when Xia Xiqing was drunk, she cried silently in her arms.

"You said you want to go to a hotel. This room is quite affordable. You can stay for one night. There is no one anyway, and no one has lived there for more than ten years. I know if there is electricity." Xia Xiqing was like a ok, and he went half a step, reached out to the side and touched it, found the switch of the light, and with a snap, the crystal chandelier in the lobby lit up.

"The lamp is still good, that's good." Xia Xiqing went two steps and found that Zhou Ziheng had not followed. He turned around and looked back. He remembered that he had never told Zhou Ziheng about his family background. Maybe now he has lived a little painter for himself. Xia Xiqing smiled and explained, "I forgot to tell you that my family is a real estate company. You should know that at first, I was born here, but later I became bigger, so I went to Beijing..."

After saying a long story, Zhou Ziheng suddenly held his hand. Xia Xiqing was stunned and looked up at him.

"Your hands are so cold." Zhou Ziheng rubbed his frozen palm, his deep eyebrows and eyes were full of gentleness. He stepped closer, hugged Xia Xiqing in his arms, and kissed his ears.

"Thank you."
Chapter completed!