Fudi is a new type of community. The room type is two floors on one floor, but it is not door-to-door, the door is facing, and there is a transition floor shared by the two families in the middle, so no one will be disturbed when going in and out.

There is an elevator entrance in the transitional floor, each building has a public elevator and a VIP elevator exclusively for the owner. The owner will get an electronic card when checking in, which is both the door key and the license for the VIP elevator. The VIP elevator has no floor Press the button, only the lobby and garage options. When you go out, choose it. Scan the electronic card to go directly to the lobby or garage. The same is true when you return. Through the scanning of the electronic card, the elevator will automatically reach the floor where the owner lives, protecting the owner. Privacy.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ji Xiaonan couldn't find out which floor Mr. Liang lives, because Mr. Yang never uses public elevators.

The VIP elevator also allowed Kangxi's move to be completed smoothly. When he said that he was moving, he took some clothes and toiletries, and other daily necessities. Wei Bao had taken care of it, and he was equivalent to moving in with a bag.

When glutinous rice arrived at the new home, the dog's habit made it so. He sniffed east and west at a strange place. He waited for a moment and waited until he was familiar with him, then he rested peacefully on the mat.

Kangxi pushed open the window and glanced at the balcony next door, some distance away. Through the glass, he could see the flowers and grass planted by the sun, mostly succulents that purify the air, and a vine climbing rose. The vine had climbed to the ceiling. It is full of colorful and beautiful flowers, and when you look at it from a distance, it feels very beautiful, but the rose is thorny. If you want to pick it, you will get it if you accidentally pick it.

He sneered: "What kind of owner it really is, what kind of flowers it raises."

Geng Bumei felt that he had grievances and no place to vomit. He didn't look at anything well. After holding the beauty, he might be able to make a poem about the flower.

"Is it really okay for you to be alone?" He was so worried that he was like an old hen.

Kang Xiheng glanced at him, "What problem can I have? Remember to send me dinner!"

He is the life of the uncle, and if he moves his mouth, someone will do the work.

Geng Bumei was still uneasy, and told him, "Don't let your brain get hot and do the hard work of the overlord. Be careful of the Queen Mother's alarm to catch you!"

So close, so deflated so many times, what if I can't think of it, and I transformed at midnight?

Wei Bao laughed, "He really wants to have this thought, and he will be overthrown by the Queen Mother without waiting for it, and there is no need to call the police."

This is a lesson learned.

Kangxi sneered and said: "I wouldn't do this kind of insignificant thing!"

"Okay, just know that there is no product!" Geng did not sleep and turned over the notepad. "There are two advertisements scheduled to be filmed next week, but others said it can be slowed down. , Wait for you to get better ... "

His announcement has always been very full. Even if he is filming, he occasionally sees advertisements with stitches. The popularity and word of mouth are first-rate good. It is the heart of the advertiser. Unless he is really dead, he will not be easily replaced.

Kangxi frowned. The advertisement was signed long ago. Even if he is "severely ill" now, he can't just say no.

"Let's wait until next month, and wait until my crew returns."

Geng Bumei remembered a stroke, even if he still had a conscience, he knew what professional ethics was.

He had another contract with Kangxi, and the schedule was adjusted until he was satisfied before he left with Weibao.

Kangxi got up early recently. He was gone and left home. When he had nothing to do, he was a little sleepy. He fell asleep on the sofa.

In the evening, Geng Bumei came to deliver the meal. When he saw that he was asleep, he didn't dare to cry, and he waited on the side. He probably smelled the smell of the food, and he woke up in a little while.

"What time is it?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"19 o'clock!" Geng did not sleep with his hands and feet set the meal.

Four dishes and one soup, Chen Ma's freshly made dishes are all his favorite dishes, delicate and delicious.

Kangxi yawned and walked to the bathroom to wash his face. When he was ready to eat, he glanced at his balcony. A ray of light came from the next door and illuminated his sleepy eyes.

He ran to the balcony and looked like a chicken, the excitement looked like a dog to pick up the ball thrown by the owner.

Geng Bumei is a person who came here and understands the mood of not seeing it for a day, such as the fall of the third autumn.

Kangxi asked inexplicably, "Is there soy sauce?"

Geng Bumei looked at the dishes on the table, sweet and sour pork ribs, twice-cooked pork, fish-flavored eggplant, stir-fried asparagus, and a bowl of Chen Zhi's secret Angelica fish head soup.

Why do you want soy sauce?

"No, right, let me borrow!"

Geng Bumei: "..."

He is maddening!

By the time Geng was unconscious, he had changed his clothes, struck the iron while it was hot, and drove straight in.

Room 1201 and Room 1202 are separated by a transition layer, which looks like a "convex" shape, so he has to go around a corner. When he arrived at the door of Hezhen, he didn't hesitate at all and directly pressed the doorbell.

He just returned home, boiled a pot of water, prepared dumplings, heard the doorbell ringing, and thought it was Jing Sa. She had talked with her before by phone. She had something here and was coming here.

She was the least wary of Jing Sa and An Hui. Undoubtedly, he came and opened the door directly.

As soon as the door opened, she froze.

Good young people in the society, how come again!

Kangxi grinned his big white teeth and pointed to the next door. "I just moved over and said hello to you!"

Fortunately, when did this happen?

In fact, she didn't even know who lived next door, and she was not interested in knowing.

Kangxi puzzled her, "This is my friend's house, I came to avoid the wind! I will live for a while! I will be a neighbor in the future, please take care!"

The brow eyebrows couldn't help but curled up in a line, and she never knew how to deal with this kind of extraordinarily familiar person.

Kangxi said again, "Oh, can you lend me some soy sauce?"

It is the way of getting along with neighbors that is borrowed and returned.

He replied, "No!" She didn't cook, where did the soy sauce come from.

Kangxi asked discouragedly again, "What about chili sauce?"

"No!" She doesn't eat spicy food.

"What about vinegar?"

This one has ... but only a little left, just enough for her to eat dumplings tonight, so I can't give it.

"No!"

She really didn't have these things, but it wasn't the same thing in Kangxi's ears. She was determined to be intentional, and her heart surged up, annoying that his temple jumped suddenly.

He endured his temper and asked unswervingly, "Salt and MSG, do you always have it?"

He thought that he had a lot to borrow, but unfortunately, none of them.

"No!" She said clearly and loudly.

With a click, the green tendons of Kangxi's forehead burst completely, and all of them could bleed, and the devil had green eyes like a possessor.

This woman can't be dull anymore, she simply lacks roots.

Geng Bumei, who was hiding around the corner, was shocked: No! He was really angry.

Kangxi's legs were long, he took off his shoes, and strode across the room. The whole person went in, rushed into the kitchen, and began to turn over the cabinets. He didn't believe her, he wanted her to talk.

The small kitchen can only be described by a few clear windows, you ca n’t smell a bit of oil and fire, and you ca n’t see any greasiness on the white tiles. There are a few bowls on a small rough wooden table. There are rare large cups and potted plants on the windowsill, which is like a model kitchen in the home city.

But even in the model room, some condiment bottles will be placed to add a touch of life, but the drawers and cabinets under her stove are empty.

Water was burning on the stove, beside the frozen dumplings that had been unpacked, and a bottle of vinegar that was about to bottom out.

There is vinegar, but she can't borrow it.

The trash cans in the corners are packed with frozen food bags.

Is there anything else to borrow? This is the second. He began to seriously question her eating habits. She looked at the refrigerator and opened it decisively. A few oranges were sporadically placed in the refrigerator. "Bibimbap"-the dog eats.

The following freezer is abundant, all are frozen food, frozen dumplings, frozen wonton, frozen dumplings, frozen steamed buns ...

He made a comment: Dogs eat better than her!

It can be seen how poor her standard of living is.

"You eat these?"

His sudden intrusion left him unpredictable, and he turned so chaotically again, even if he had some good feelings, and disappeared. She stood at the kitchen door, cold and expressionless.

"Nothing to do with you!"

Her reaction was infected with sesame seeds, and Kangxi was immediately regarded as an enemy, wrinkling her nose, sipping her teeth, and making a threatening voice.

The loyal dog is not just sesame seeds. Nuomi also ran into the kitchen and stood in front of Kangxi. He raised his back hair in front of sesame seeds and lowered his forelimbs, making a frightening low voice.

He remembered the glutinous rice, which was still covered with gauze on its right hind leg. It should have not recovered.

Seeing it's about to bite, Kangxi and Gaoxuan said at the same time: "Sesame (glutinous rice)! Sit down!"

The two big dogs immediately summoned the soldiers and squatted obediently at the feet of their own masters, daring not to make a second time, but the two masters were on the contrary, both of them posing for each other.