Five years ago, Si Sheng didn’t know which one was crazy, saying that she wanted to renovate a house full of institutions. She dropped out of school a year later and began to take action. She chose this villa and spent a year on design drawings. Two years was used to transform.

I don't know how much money and energy was spent.

Si Sheng took Mo Shangyun around for a turn.

The appearance of the decoration looks normal, and no abnormalities can be seen at all, but under the operation of Si Sheng, every seemingly ordinary furniture hides the organs. After finding the correct opening method, you will find that there are no holes in it.

The structure of the house itself is hidden, and there are organ traps everywhere.

When there is no problem with the residence, you can live without knowing it, but casually touching her belongings is equivalent to finding death.

There is also a basement below the villa, which is specially used as a working room, but there is a small room inside, which can be entered with the correct steps. The entrance is blocked by bookshelves, like a dark room in the martial arts novel.

"Is your model ready?"

Leading Mo Shangyun back to the living room, Si Sheng asked casually.

"……Ok."

I don't know where to get an apple. Si Sheng bite and asked, "Look?"

Mo Shangyun felt ashamed: "Forget it."

"Row."

Si Sheng did not ask.

Although, she feels that Mo Shangyun's first work will not be worse than her first work.

But presumably, Mo Shangyun demanded more from himself.

Si Sheng's most indispensable thing here is the baubles that she gives away. There are things she usually does on her own, unique, and there are a variety of rare baubles that others give.

There are fakes and real ones.

Dazzling, everywhere.

Si Sheng let Mo Shangjun choose randomly, and Mo Shangyun was not polite. He picked a circle and finally chose the four treasures of the study that Si Sheng just started.

"...Take it away."

After three seconds of silence, Si Sheng waved his hand, and he didn't have much to remember.

She didn't like calligraphy art, so she practiced with Cen Feng at the time together with Mo Shangjun. This is the four treasures of the study that she spent a lot of time to think about. Fancy it.

However, nothing more.

Anyway, she could not toss flowers in her hands.

"Shall I leave you a pair of Mobao now?" Mo Shangyun asked.

Si Sheng, who had planned to leave the study, was stunned. "Your?"

Mo Shangyun pointed to the empty wall on the right, "Isn't that still empty over there?"

Si Sheng said: "I left Wang Xizhi."

Mo Shangyun smiled and asked, "How long have you stayed?"

"..."

In fact, none of the calligraphy and paintings she hung in the study were genuine.

All are imitated by future generations.

The meaning of silence clearly shows that Mo Shangyun said: "You have some difficulties with the authenticity of his old man, please hang it for me first."

Si Sheng didn't refute her, but leaned on the door, looking at the ink on Yun who had begun to prepare to leave Mo Bao, his expression was relaxed, and his eyebrows even had a little smile.

It is because she was Mo Shangyun, otherwise, she was thrown away because of the lack of temper.

Who dares to leave the four treasures of her study, but still have the courage to leave the paintings and forcefully hang them on the wall of her house?

In other words, Mo Shangyun and Su Heng were scams.

It took a few minutes for Mo Shangjun to leave the four characters of dragon dance and phoenix dance in Si Sheng's study room. She used cursive script and mad grass. Si Sheng hadn't studied cursive script for a long time. Seeing why this happened, and finally exaggerating Mo Shangyun a few words, he drove Mo Shangyun to bed.

Save Mo Shangyun to be a demon again.

*

After taking a shower, Mo Shangyun changed to the nightgown prepared by Si Sheng and lay on a bed that had not been patronized.

Sleeping in the rigid bed of the army, this lie down and soft bed made Mo Shangjun unable to adapt for a while.

A few minutes later, Mo Shangjun found the charger. While charging the phone by the bedside, he inevitably played with the phone for a while.

Ding Jing, who barely uses a mobile phone, rarely sends a message asking if she has arrived.

Because of her departure, the women's second team specially established a WeChat group. Nothing else was done. The only purpose was to vomit her.

The bright and solemn Tucao, the curved Tucao, made a few words when thinking of it, and intentionally let Mo Shangjun see it.

Mo Shangyun sneered and posted a few pictures of hot pot in the group.

Liang Zhiqiong: lying trough, I saw this picture in Brother Ruan's circle of friends!

Ding Jing: @梁之琼, when did you add Brother Ruan?

Liang Zhiqiong: Peng Yuqiu gave it. @丁镜, isn't this the point? ! @墨上譠, honestly explain, aren't you going back to visit relatives, how are you eating hot pot with Brother Ruan?

Northern Jiangsu: It's shameless to poison at night.

You Nianyu: +1.

...

Raised an eyebrow, Mo Shangyun edited the message.

Mo Shangyun: I haven't slept so late, not tired during the day?

Ding Jing: Why can't I blame anyone? !

You Nianyu: Thanks to the work you arranged for me, I am working overtime now.

Liang Zhiqiong: I sleepwalk.

Northern Jiangsu: +1.

Mo Shangyun: ...

After talking to them, Mo Shangyun felt a little sleepy.

However, the photo that Liang Zhiqiong suddenly poked to her suddenly dispelled Mo Shangyun's drowsiness.

Liang Zhiqiong: [Photo]

Liang Zhiqiong: Mo Shangyun, is this man Yan Ye?

Liang Zhiqiong: I just saw it in the circle of other people's friends, and said it was a gathering with friends.

Mo Shangyun opened the picture with doubt.

The picture quality is quite clear. A group of young people are having a dinner together. The background is probably in someone else's home. The decoration is luxurious, swimming pool garden, but it's pretty grounded, barbecue party.

All the men are handsome, all of them are handsome in appearance, and there are a few who can see the temperament of the soldiers.

Yan Tianxing is still casual, dressed in simple and casual clothes, but in such a pile of all handsome men, his unique aura that crushes everything is still so conspicuous.

Sitting there, although it does not appear to be maverick, but the overall temperament is always different.

The others smiled with their shoulders together, but they all kept a certain distance away from him.

This is not a photo centered on Yan Tianxing, it is probably a group photo taken casually, just as Yan Tianxing is in the mirror.

Yan Tianxing lives in such an environment, and it is not surprising to have such a group of friends Mo Shangyun, but the man sitting next to Yan Tianxing—

With his finger on his chin, Mo Shangjun magnified the picture, then stared carefully.

She has a good memory, so she compared the outline of her face with the beauty on a selfie, and finally came to the conclusion that it was nine points.

Women's big brother?

Or, godlike twins?

Mo Shangyun was thrilled by his own thoughts, thinking that he might be insomnia tonight.

*

The next morning, Mo Shangyun, who didn't sleep much, got up early.

It was okay to be free, and wanted to make a breakfast, but after turning around in the kitchen of Si Sheng's house, she couldn't find an egg, and she returned to the bedroom in a depressed mood. She slept back to sleep.

More than seven in the morning, Mo Shangyun got up again.

Si Sheng didn't sleep too late, after picking himself up, he was ready to bring ink to Yun for breakfast.

Listening to her asking what she wanted to eat, Mo Shangyun thought of nothing but a kitchen with furnishings, and sighed softly.

Mo Shangyun interrupted her and said, "Go and rub the rice, I'll say hello."

Si Sheng asked: "Your friend's house?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

She hasn't tasted Ruan Yan's real cooking.

Although Ruan Yan’s barbecue skill is first-rate, and he was also skilled in making hot pot last night, Mo Shangjun was actually worried that he and Duan Zimu would be virtuous-a mistake could blow up the kitchen.

But when she first asked Ruan Yan, Ruan Yan let her eat directly and said that someone helped to cook.

In this case, Mo Shangyun is at ease.

When free breakfast hits the sky, Si Sheng will not refuse, so he naturally went out with Mo Shangyun.

The distance is not far, just walk directly.

But, as soon as I went out, I smelled the smell of breakfast, which was extremely rich.

Si Sheng and Mo Shangjun glanced at each other.

"There is such a neighbor who will enjoy it, is it a hard life?" Mo Shangyun asked Si Sheng teasingly.

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows disdainfully, but the words turned back, "Su Heng is in hand, are you afraid of them?"

Mo Shangyun smiled suddenly.

She hasn't eaten Su Heng's breakfast for a long time.

There was a temptation to the fragrance of the door, and Mo Shangyun and Si Sheng felt really hungry, and at the same time, their expectations for breakfast were slightly higher.

The two agreed that if breakfast did not reach a satisfactory value, they would go out and have another meal.

After walking for ten minutes, he reached the door of Ruan Yan's house, and Mo Shangyun rang the doorbell.

The door opened quickly, but it was not Ruan Yan who came out to greet them, but—

Mo Shangyun looked at people with black lines.

Suspected...the young man of the ladies.