The newly moved place is spacious and bright, with very good lighting, Xia Yuxun is quite satisfied.

As for the distance, although there is a Xue Haitang's house in the middle, it is about the same distance from the Tang's house when he lived in Wanshou Garden.

Xiao Mufan said that he would come in the evening, and he didn't know when he was coming. He called him two calls in the middle, both of which were in the middle of the call. It seemed that he was really busy.

Today's weather is not bad. After the rain, Xia Yuxun sat on the balcony basking in the sun while paying attention to the situation downstairs.

In the evening, a car came in downstairs. It was Tang Jue's car.

However, not only Tang Jue but also Xue Haitang came down.

Xue Haitang smiled and said something to him on the side. It seemed that he was in a good mood. Tang Jue would answer a sentence or two from time to time. The girl is lively and cute, the man is quiet and cold, and the two seem to match well...

Xia Yuxun leaned on the wicker chair and watched the two of them go into the house so quietly. He was about to withdraw his gaze. The man in the wheelchair suddenly raised his head and looked straight in her direction. The gaze that was too late to withdraw turned straight.

Xue Haitang on the side saw Tang Jue stop suddenly and followed his gaze, so the smile on his face suddenly faded, his face full of anger and defense.

Tang Jue looked at her quietly for two seconds, then quickly looked away, without any reaction, as if he had just seen an insignificant person.

Xia Yuxun's tight body suddenly softened, and the whole person seemed to have been splashed with cold water. After a while, he turned his gaze back somewhat dullly and closed his eyes quietly.

Is she becoming fragile and glass-hearted? Just looking at a stranger's eyes can't bear it, how will the next plan be implemented?

In the final analysis, it is because the mentality is different!

When chasing him, she had nothing, but now, she has gone from being to nothing.

It's like getting used to being poor and feeling nothing, and feeling very happy after picking up a dollar, but having the wealth of the world and being impoverished is completely different.

...

Xia Yuxun waited until almost twelve o'clock in the evening when Xiao Mufan was finally late.

"I thought you were not coming..." Xia Yuxun opened the door to him and yawned sleepily.

"How come! I'll definitely come back if I promise you! Hurry up! Close the door!" Xiao Mufan hurriedly roared.

"What are you doing? It's like being a thief!" Xia Yuxun gave him a white look.

"If my uncle sees it, you will die, okay?" Xiao Mufan's face was nervous.

Xia Yuxun sneered, "Then you are really unreasonably worried, he doesn't care about it at all now."

Xiao Mufan shook his tongue, "Look at your sour tone!"

Xia Yuxun's back stiffened, "Am I sour? Where am I?"

"Yes, you are not sour!" Xiao Mufan didn't argue with her, and said straightforwardly, "Time is limited, just start teaching!"

"Oh, you said." The two sat down on the sofa.

Xiao Mufan sat there and asked in a serious tone: "First of all, please ask my aunt to answer me a question."

Seeing that he was so serious about the two, Xia Yuxun couldn't help but cheer up, "What's the problem?"

"A woman, what is her biggest weapon against men?" Xiao Mufan asked.

Xia Yuxun tilted his head, tried to think about what his greatest advantage was, and then replied, "I can fight."