This was a very happy day. When he took his children around every bedroom in this house on the weekend, there was always a hanging behind him. Yoda was hanging from him. The woman's eyes were a bit complicated. She would stare at him when she talked to the children on the weekend, and then turned her head to avoid the moment he looked over. Once, she deliberately stared at her for a long time on the weekend. Yoda found the other person's eyes when she looked at the weekend. She lowered her head, and the corner of her mouth was cracked, and she smiled and turned to another room.

"What's wrong with her?" Jisty asked, pulling his pants around the weekend.

Over the weekend, he reached out to touch the little girl's head and said, "You don't understand yet."

"Or why would I ask? I just want to know when you two people who play with their eyes every day can get into a state of love."

A little adult-like conversation created a situation where "the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional". I suddenly felt a heat in my ears over the weekend, and the heat then spread to my face...

"I want this room, and I have to stick maps on the walls, Los Angeles map, New York map, Las Vegas map, Detroit map, No, there are too many black people in Detroit, and the resistance will be very fierce... Los Angeles are too far from New York and Las Vegas, and once the gangster system spans too long, there will be problems... No, I need to think of a good idea." In the corridor, Gaia's voice came over. Anyone could imagine that this little guy who could unite a group of children to smash car glass in the wandering area and start a dream of spring and autumn again.

"Zhou, can I want this room?" Jisty looked at the weekend in a coquettish manner. Before she got the promise, her big eyes flashed and blinked.

"Why?"

"Sunlight."

This is the first time Jisti has given him a satisfactory answer to the weekend. At least this answer can prove that this little girl is still saved.

"No problem." The weekend promised.

"It's great, with enough brightness, the gun I bought when I grow up will not get wet. I'm going to fill the room with gun racks and collect all models of semi-automatic and automatic firearms in the world... Hey, Gaia. Is your gangster plan still lacking weapons?"

On the weekend, I widened my eyes and looked at the little girl running out of her feet. I stood in the bedroom on the second floor and felt a mess in my heart.

As for Roger, he remained silent all the time, just standing at the window and looking at the lawn below.

"Will we still move?" After a long time, the boy said something distressing, like a child who no longer knows how to appreciate the new environment is afraid that if he falls in love with this environment, he will leave again.

"Not this time." After walking to the bed on the weekend, he hugged Roger's shoulder and said, "But we will face a long period of frugal life after moving in. Bro, you will have to earn your love expenses by yourself."

When we were having fun chatting upstairs, Yoda's shout came downstairs: "Zhou, the people from the decoration company have arrived."

On the weekend, I walked down the stairs from this empty room and the black man standing with Yoda showed a friendly smile: "Hello Mr. Zhou, I have talked to Mrs. Zhou just now. She said that your room is the room that is not good at lighting upstairs. I suggest changing that room into a guest room, but Mrs. Zhou told me that that room is most suitable for a policeman who often stays up late to handle cases. I don't know what you mean?"

When Yoda heard this, he quickly defended: "Your, I mean. Your room."

"Uh..." The black man suddenly felt embarrassed that he could not see through the family relationship and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry."

The weekend was very generous: "It's okay, just follow what she said."

After going down the stairs, I continued on the weekend: "There are a few rooms I need to change. Do you remember that I told you to make a cartoon of a room belonging to a little girl? Now I have changed my mind. Can I draw guns on the walls? If possible, I would like to invite painters who draw very realistic 3D effects on the streets. Of course, the price is the cheapest... Also, I want to draw the walls in this room full of Los Angeles maps..."

The black man was completely stupid. He had never seen any owner of the house make creative proposals like weekends in decoration. A room full of guns is drawn? Wouldn't it be scary when he woke up in the middle of the night? Draw maps on the walls of the house? It is specially prepared for road devils?

"Oh, by the way, I can't explain it clearly. Can you go upstairs with me? It will be much clearer when we go upstairs. Also, we don't want a guest room, please change the guest room without a bathroom into a study room..."

"Yes, I think that's what I mean."

Upstairs, on the weekend, Roger, Gaia, and Jisty talked to the black man in the decoration company for half an hour, and he left as if he had a nightmare. If such a good house was decorated according to the family's description, it would probably only be described as "destructive chaos". But I was happy on the weekend, and at least he changed five bedrooms to four.

After discussing the decoration, the rest is waiting for the design plan of the decoration company. Once the design plan is determined, after paying the first payment, the dream-hou color can start construction.

"Celebrate?"

Gaia followed the weekend and said a proposal that everyone had agreed to be unanimously approved. Then the little guys ran and rushed over to the car parked outside on the weekend. At this moment, Yoda crossed his hands and naturally hung his jeans to a certain awkward position. When he followed the children to leave the room on the weekend, he whispered: "The guest room was converted into a study? Ha? It turns out that there were guest rooms in your new house?"

The moment the trick was exposed, thanks to Jisty's voice outside the door, he heard: "Zhou, Yoda, hurry up."

On the weekend, he turned his head and rushed out with a gust of wind. For this tiger-like woman, he would feel what "restless fear" was like a woman.

"Here you come."

Yoda, who was striding away from him on the weekend, smiled again. Although she was not sure whether all Eastern men were as subtle as they were on the weekend, she didn't like to say everything, which always made people feel that the atmosphere around her seemed like a stream, but was slowly changing, which was not annoying at all.

She followed her and walked to the door immediately on the weekend. When half of her body was in the sun, the whole world was so warm.

Just now!

Bang!

A gunshot dispersed in the quiet environment, and the bullet brought out a scorching light in the air to tear everything apart, and the intact atmosphere shattered instantly.

null.

Weekend's body suddenly shook at the door, then leaned back and fell backward.

Yoda rushed up immediately, grabbed the weekend suit shoulder pads and pulled them into the house despite the danger. The man was pulled to the side of the wall inside the house at the door, and his mouth kept making a cough-like gasp: "Ha...he..."
Chapter completed!