1794 Proposal 8
"Yes, this design is simply amazing!" Mu Yutian nodded repeatedly, "Did you design this house?"
Mu Yutian carefully took over the hot cocoa from Murong Yanxing.
The two of them talked and moved, and they understood each other well and did not show any feeling of unfamiliarity or embarrassment.
Murong Yanxing nodded: "Of course, it is unlikely that I designed it completely. After all, I have specialized in my profession..."
The attic is not high. Murong Yanxing is standing, and his waist is playing a little, and his scalp is still a little rubbing against the roof. While Murong Yanxing is talking, he sits directly on the floor to make his posture more comfortable.
"I told my ideas and requirements and found a designer to complete it. In this place with a better natural environment, such a beautiful night sky, blue sky, sunrise... Even if it is like Yutian like now, it makes people feel a little regretful if you miss it." Murong Yanxing turned his face and looked at Mu Yutian, "Are you right?"
Mu Yutian was originally looking at Murong Yanxing and listening to him, but his face suddenly turned. When he was just speaking, his eyes raised and his attention on the roof turned to him. He called Mu Yutian but couldn't react for a while.
The moment when his eyes met, Mu Yutian felt very moved.
Mu Yutian approached Murong Yanxing and gave Tiantian a kiss to his lips.
Murong Yanxing was quite satisfied and smiled.
"What you think is very good." Mu Yu nodded dessert.
Murong Yanxing took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste ended, and gradually, a rare sweetness appeared.
It is normal for Mu Yutian to dislike this taste.
Murong Yanxing didn't even want her to taste such a bitter taste in her life.
Perhaps...he had asked her to taste similar flavors during this period of time, but... she would never want to do so again.
He will never let such a thing happen again.
"By the way," Mu Yutian suddenly remembered her doubts just now. She leaned closer to Murong Yanxing's face, "I just wanted to ask you, this house... It should be said that you bought the land of the two houses, and you built the house yourself. So why not just build a large yard? Do you want to build such two small houses?"
Of course, the bigger the house, the better. For Murong Yanxing, there is nothing that can exist. The house is too big and it is difficult to clean.
"Because..." Murong Yanxing glanced at the hot cocoa in Mu Yutian's hand, "Put down the hot cocoa, then come close, I'll tell you."
"Hmm?! Is there any connection between the two?" Mu Yutian was quite strange, but she still did it.
She put Recoco on a small desk beside her, leaned against Murong Yanxing and sat down in his position.
Murong Yanxing raised the corners of his lips slightly, and he didn't know when he put down the coffee in his hand. He reached out and held Mu Yutian's wrist. With a little force, he brought her into his arms. He lowered his head and asked Mu Yutian's forehead, temples, eyebrows, eyes, and nose...
Mu Yutian was kissed little by little. If she didn't know what would give birth to the next, she would be really stupid.
"You, you actually... to make it convenient for this time?!!!"
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Chapter completed!