Chapter 408 Let Me Be Your Dream

When I put the slender and soft girl on the bed, I heard her say something vaguely.

Mo Shaochen paused, leaned closer to the girl, and asked softly, "I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

Tang Qi half opened his eyes, his drunken eyes sparkling with watery light, and he murmured with a hint of grievance: "What should I do? I don't have a dream."

Little Drunk Cat~ Mo Shaochen's dark eyes were tinged with tenderness, and he coaxed her lovingly: "Before I met you, I didn't have any either. After I met you, you are my dream. If you don't have a dream, can you let me be your dream?"

Tang Qi was very drunk, her head was buzzing, and she only heard the man's last sentence.

He said: Let me be your dream.

She didn't want to be a poor person without dreams. At this moment, the man's words were like a long-awaited rain and an oasis in the desert. She was reluctant to refuse, but she couldn't refuse.

"good."

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell into darkness and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Shaochen kept leaning over to look at her, the smile and tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow.

He placed a pious kiss on the sleeping girl's forehead, covered her with a thin quilt, poured her some hot water, left on the night light, then turned around and gently closed the door.

Yan Hong was enjoying the moon on the second-floor platform with a glass of red wine. When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw him coming out of Tang Qi's room. He laughed and said, "I thought you weren't going back to your room tonight."

Mo Shaochen glanced at him coldly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I promise you won't be able to go back to your room."

Yan Hong was not threatened. "If you don't want to go back to the room, then don't go back. I can sleep in the corridor or in the living room downstairs. Well, the dining table is not bad either. But I am used to sleeping naked. If you are not afraid that your girlfriend will see something she shouldn't see, then why should I be afraid?"

Mo Shaochen glanced at him up and down, and said sarcastically: "She has very high taste, and not everything can please her."

"What do you mean?!"

Mo Shaochen frowned and warned in a low voice, "Be quiet, you're disturbing her."

Yan Hong choked up and had to lower his voice, saying in a breathy voice: "I exercise for more than ten hours a week. I am 1.8 meters tall and weigh 71 kg. Although I don't have abdominal muscles, I am still a handsome uncle who looks stylish when dressed and has muscular body when undressed. How come I am not pleasing to the eye?"

"My brother-in-law has four pack abs."

One kill.

"He is 1.85 meters tall."

Second kill.

"By the way, he won the amateur championship in the Asia-Pacific region in free fighting some time ago."

Triple kill!

Damn it, I'll sign up for Muay Thai as soon as I get back to China! Yan Hong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he poured red wine into his mouth as if it were water.

…

Mrs. Chen packed her luggage and went to City B early the next morning.

She didn't plan to stay in the hotel this time. After putting down her luggage, she found the agent and expressed her desire to rent or buy the suite next to Tang Qi.

Shengshi Haoting is a high-end apartment with only two households on each floor. In addition to the one where Tang Qi lives, the other one is occupied by Han Lu and Li Feng, who are currently protecting their grandmother.

Both apartments are currently under Mo Shaochen's name, so whether Mrs. Chen wants to rent or buy them, it is impossible.

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Rejected by the intermediary, Mrs. Chen had no choice but to go and talk to Han Lu and others who lived next door to Tang Qi in person.

Han Lu and Li Feng lived here in the name of newlyweds. Han Lu was in charge during the day and Li Feng was in charge at night.

At this time, Li Feng went out to work on the surface, but actually went home to sleep. Mrs. Chen saw that Han Lu was alone and dressed ordinary, so she wanted to impress her with money.

"The house price here is 65,000 now. As long as you promise to sell it to me immediately, I can offer 68,000. Anyway, you just got married and moved here not long ago, and you don't have any feelings for this place. You can take all the appliances and furniture with you, and I will also compensate you for the decoration costs."

Mrs. Chen thought that her offer was very generous and no one could refuse it.

Unfortunately, Han Lu is not an ordinary person and the house is not hers.

“Sorry, not for sale.”

(End of this chapter)