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Shirakawa took it, took a small sip, and looked a little happy.

Well, not bitter.

"Will you add another piece of sugar?" Mu Xiaoya only remembered that Shirakawa didn\'t like bitter things when he was a kid, and he didn\'t know if he could accept the taste of coffee.

Shirakawa shook his head.

Mu Xiaoya then put down the sugar bowl, took up her own cup of coffee, and smiled and asked a proud woman with a smile on the opposite side: "Who are you chatting with, laughing so happy?"

"And Nono, I told her, your husband took the initiative to shake hands with me, she must not believe it." Fang Hui replied.

"..." Mu Xiaoya was speechless. There is nothing like this.

"Shirakawa, how about coffee? Is it delicious?" Fang Hui couldn\'t help asking Fang Hui when she saw Shibukawa taking several sips of coffee and thought that her craftsmanship had improved.

Shirakawa glanced at her, smiled and didn\'t speak.

This smile was very sloppy, like a feather, and Fang Hui scratched his heart, itching, he couldn\'t wait to grab it, and hid directly.

If Qiu was hit hard, Fang Hui covered her chest and groaned, "Sin!"

"What\'s wrong?" Mu Xiaoya gave a strange glance at someone who suddenly had a heartache.

"It\'s nothing, it\'s just a brief second. I\'m intrigued." The longing for good things is human nature. Shirakawa\'s smile has a magical power. It is a kind of clean memory rarely seen in normal adults. It is like a beam of light that shines into everything in the world and will never be blurred by foreign objects.

Mu Xiaoya gave Fang Hui an angry voice, Fang Hui laughed, and continued to slap with Liang Nuo-nuo.

After the three had finished drinking coffee, they walked to the neighbourhood together.

The wedding room Bai Bai bought for them was very close to the studio. From the studio, turn right one hundred meters to the gate of the community. Because it is a new residential area, the occupancy rate is less than half, but the security measures of the residential area are very complete. If it wasn\'t for Mu Xiaoya when he brought the real estate certificate, I am afraid that even the residential area gate would not be able to enter.

Going in from the gate, there are green plants all the way, there are leafy sycamores on both sides of the road, there is a small garden full of design sense between each unit building, and there is a musical fountain in the center of the community. The lanes in the residential area are divided between people and vehicles. There are almost no parking cars on the road, which makes the entire residential area look safe and clean.

"It\'s this building," Fang Hui asked, pointing to the unit in front of him.

"I\'ll try it." Mu Xiaoya took the access card that she had just taken from the property and swiped up. After a beep, the access control was opened.

The three went in and took the elevator to the top floor. The door lock of the room was a password lock. After Mu Xiaoya quickly input the password, she finally saw the pattern of the new house.

The room was carefully renovated, as Bai Ying introduced, even though the furniture in the room was removed to make the entire room look empty, but the high-grade wooden floor, the marble glazed table in the kitchen, and the balcony are tightly fitted. All the floor tiles are exquisitely decorated.

As soon as she entered the door, Fang Hui showed more excitement than the two main lords. She ran around in the room, and after turning downstairs, she turned her head and ran to the attic again.

Mu Xiaoya turned around in the living room. The pure white walls, huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and plenty of light made her like it here at a glance.

"Ogawa, do you like it?" Mu Xiaoya turned around and asked Shirakawa.

"Like." In fact, Shirakawa doesn\'t have much requirements for where to live, as long as Xiaoya is there. So whenever Mu Xiaoya likes it, he will like it.

"In the future, we will live with only two of us." Probably everyone has a dream about home, not with their parents, but the home of their own and the person they love. This home will be carefully decorated, and every piece of furniture in it will be selected by yourself. It may not be luxurious, but it must be very comfortable.

"This living room is more than thirty square meters, and it is also connected to the kitchen. We will put an oversized sofa here, facing the TV wall, then we will buy a large TV, every night You can sit on the sofa and watch TV. "Mu Xiaoya couldn\'t help but start planning," or you sit here and watch TV, I cook there, and then we eat together. After you finish, you will help me wash the dishes . "

"Cooking?" Shirakawa repeated subconsciously, his eyes widening unconsciously.

"Yeah, although I can\'t compare with my aunt at home, it\'s not too bad." After living in a foreign country for four years, Mu Xiaoya was self-taught in cooking. Regardless of the chef\'s level, home-style side dishes are definitely no problem.

Shirakawa glanced at the kitchen, imagining that Mu Xiaoya was standing there to cook for him, and he couldn\'t help feeling better.

"Ogawa, this is the bedroom." Mu Xiaoya pulled Shirakawa to the bedroom. There is also an indoor balcony in the master bedroom. Although this balcony is not as large as the living room, it is more sophisticated in design. "We also bought a small table similar to the balcony in the villa room and put it here. You can also use the same balcony in the future. Read a book. "

"Um." Shirakawa really likes reading.

"Put the bed here. Here we lay a bigger carpet and put a few pillows. When winter or rain, we open the curtains and sit on the carpet to see the scenery outside."

"Ok."

"Well, we can make a cloakroom in the next room. Anyway, there is no one to live in. I want to hang out my clothes. It\'s better to pick clothes."

"it is good."

"We can make a study in the attic upstairs, and then make a tatami. We should be able to put a lot of books. Let\'s go up and take a look ..." On the first step towards the attic, Fang Hui was sitting there with Dadao Jindao.

She supported her chin with both hands and looked at them with a smile on her face.

"Why did you sit here?" Mu Xiaoya planned too carefully when she planned the house, and almost forgot Fang Hui\'s existence.

"I\'m afraid I\'ll go out and disturb you two to plan for the future." Fang Hui had finished watching the attic as early as ten minutes ago. She was already excited about publishing her evaluation of the house. But when she saw Mu Xiaoya excited and Shirakawa depicting their future, Fang Hui suddenly changed her mind.

The two said one, one response, one excited gesture, a petting smile, and the mood of joy was like the dust of the sun, shining. This is their home, where she needs to say more. Thinking about this, she squatted quietly at the entrance of the stairs, trying not to disturb them.

"Have you seen it upstairs? How?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"I\'ve seen it, rest assured, it\'s very suitable as a study." Fang Hui smiled and opened the stairs, "Go up and watch."

"Go, let\'s go up." Mu Xiaoya was also polite, and pulled Shirakawa to run upstairs.

Fang Hui naturally did not follow up to express her opinions. She walked into the living room, looked at the large north-south living room, and suddenly laughed. Fortunately, it was more a blessing, Mumu did not lie, she did not marry Shirakawa because of sympathy.

"It seems that my trip is a bit redundant ..." Fang Hui couldn\'t help laughing at herself, "I have to find someone to decorate the house quickly."

Because it took a lot of time to go to the property to go through the formalities, so after a brief visit, it was noon. The three had to go out to the mall and go to the mall for lunch.

"The terrace upstairs is quite large. I want to make a small garden on it." On the second floor of the house, in addition to a loft and a storage room, there is a huge terrace.

"It\'s a good idea, but can you feed those flowers?" Fang Hui, who knows her friends well, can\'t help but vomits. Mu Xiaoya loves planting plants, but every time you water it, it\'s very casual. That is, no matter if the flowers are thirsty, anyway, Mu Xiaoya feels that they are thirsty, and the plants have to drink desperately. So far, only Lv Luo is still alive and strong in her hands.

"... I can\'t feed by myself, can two people still feed?" Mu Xiaoya was not convinced.

"It takes two people to raise a flower. You should have a child."

Mu Xiaoya had a stiff hand to eat, and her face was unnatural for a moment.

When Fang Hui saw Mu Xiaoya\'s expression, she knew that she probably said something wrong.

Mu Xiaoya loves children very much. When they discussed the future together, Mu Xiaoya even said that when she got married, she would have at least two children. But now when it comes to children, Mu Xiaoya shows this expression, is it ... Shirakawa doesn\'t understand that?

"Well, I\'ll leave after dinner." Fang Hui shifted the topic, afraid to think deeply.

"Are you okay?"

"I\'m fine, but it\'s not a waste of a good weekend to be abused by your dogs." Just in her new house, her dog food was full.

Mu Xiaoya smiled and put a piece of chicken wings in her bowl.

"Since your local tyrant brother has already paid for the furniture, I can only send you small pieces. I will wrap the plants on the terrace." Fang Hui said generously, "I must come by the strongest plant. Pick. "

"You won\'t send me a fairy ball." Mu Xiaoya was afraid.

"You\'ll know by then."

"Xiaochuan, Fang Hui said to send us a flower on the terrace." Mu Xiaoya said to Shirakawa.

Although Shirakawa didn\'t say anything, but what Mu Xiaoya said, he kept listening, and naturally he remembered what Fang Hui said. And he doesn\'t contradict Fang Hui, because Fang Hui\'s body has the same atmosphere as in the cherry garden. She and Liang Nuonuo are both Xiaoya\'s good friends.

"Thank you," Shirakawa thanked softly.

"Shirakawa, thank you for this sentence. I don\'t buy prickly pear, I buy flowers." Fang Hui sighed and looked at Mu Xiaoya, "I don\'t know why, the same two words, your husband said it better than you To be nice. "

After having dinner, the three went back on foot, Mu Xiaoya decided to send Fang Hui away first, and then she and Shirakawa returned to the house to continue planning the furnishings of the furniture. They still have a lot of preparation work to do, such as how big the bed is in the room, how much the window size is, what size curtains need to be customized, etc ...

"Be careful on the road." In the parking lot, Mu Xiaoya waved to Fang Hui, who was sitting in the car.

Before starting the car, Fang Hui glanced at her friend and looked at Shirakawa next to her. The more she looked, the more she felt that such a young boy was so blind in Mu Xiaoya\'s hand that she was so unlucky, so she Can\'t help but reach out to Mu Xiaoya.

Mu Xiaoya walked over in doubt.

"Why?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"Are you and Shirakawa not there yet ..." Fang Hui asked.

Mu Xiaoya didn\'t expect Fang Hui to ask this, and in front of Shirakawa\'s face, he suddenly glared at his friend angrily: "I want you to control it."

This expression, this tone, is proper, are you worthy of the four words of married women?

Fang Hui sighed, Mu Xiaoya\'s face has always been very thin, she changed three boyfriends in college, but Mu Xiaoya never talked about it. Once I ran into her in the dormitory and kissed her boyfriend. Although Mu Xiaoya ran away without fright, she was even more uncomfortable than her client.

"Mu Mu, I know that you have a thin skin, but there are certain things that you can only take the initiative." Fang Hui advised bitterly, "Besides, the two of you are behind the door, and whoever takes the initiative does not know ..."

"To shut up."

Before Fang Hui finished speaking, Mu Xiaoya stood up angrily, pulled Shirakawa away, and quickly escaped the parking lot.

"Mu Mu, it\'s the 21st century now, and my mind is about to be liberated ..." Fang Hui roared unconsciously.

What liberation is liberated, where is her conservative mind, she just ...

Mu Xiaoya stopped and looked at Shirakawa who was indifferent under the shade of the tree. She just ... she didn\'t want to be scared, she didn\'t understand the passion.