Chapter 575, Fang Chen's New Year's Gift
"At the very least, you shouldn't quarrel with Fang Jiuran, lose your temper with her, or have feelings for her."

"You know, it's only been a week since the robbery!".

"This period of time is still your honeymoon period!".

Fang Jiuran's character is deep in his bones.

Probably just a little girl who loves fantasy and loves the sweet life.

Just imagine being any woman.

During the time when I most wanted to be glued to my lover, my lover was in danger of life.

It made me feel anxious all day long.

What will she be like?
Frightened, afraid of losing.

and then?
Then after the lover came back safe and sound, he brought himself a surprise.

I had other women take care of me while you were worried.

Moreover, this surprise came very abruptly, very suddenly.

There is no foreshadowing at all, just like winning the 500 million jackpot by opening the bottle cap.

You are completely unprepared.

What will you do?
Dazed, and a trace of being kept in the dark from embarrassment...

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

How could it be possible for two people to fall in love after staying under Qianjueyuan for only two days?
Why didn't anyone explain to Fang Jiuran the foreshadowing of that time?

When Lin Yiqin said this, she was also a little at a loss;
"When you were in a coma, besides taking care of you every day, sister Jiuran spent the most time on this..."

He took out a small red box and handed it to Fang Chen.

"Building 22, Lianhu Road, that's the surprise and New Year's gift she prepared for you.

Go by yourself.

That's all for now.

I don't want to talk nonsense to you today."

"Remember to apologize when you come back.

If you can't coax sister Jiuran well, then don't think I can talk to you anymore."

"there's one more thing!"

"Today...

is New Year's Eve!".

boom--

Fang Chen's hand holding the cigarette butt trembled.

Today is New Year's Eve?
Under the smog, every "blessing" word pasted as far as the eye could see became full.

"Yeah, on New Year's Eve, you really gave sister Jiuran an extraordinary New Year's surprise!".

"Bah, scumbag!".

After saying that, Lin Yiqin sneered, turned his head and left.

Fang Chen was at a loss holding the small red box.

……

Lin Yiqin took care of Fang Jiuran in the hospital, so Fang Chen wouldn't worry too much.

After going downstairs, he took a taxi to Building 22, Lianhu Road.

The small box has been opened by him.

Inside is a key to a house...

When Fang Chen came to Building 22 on Lianhu Road, he was completely stunned.

This is a villa area.

"Building 22...".

Vaguely, Fang Chen was able to guess something carefully.

His feet were as heavy as lead, and he hesitated for a while.

Fang Chen raised his leg and walked into Building 22...

The small red bungalow reveals simplicity and warmth everywhere, and it is obviously a new house that has just been completed.

The complex expression on Fang Chen's face was even worse.

At this moment, he could even guess how much Fang Jiuran was looking forward to taking Fang Chen to this small bungalow if a series of things hadn't happened.

Fang Jiuran's lively voice seemed to ring in his ears.

"Chen'er, look, this is our home, and it's my New Year's gift to you...".

Obviously, this house is the sustenance that supports Fang Jiuran's other thoughts during this period.

It's not so much the sustenance of the mind.

It might as well be understood as a beautiful fantasy of future life.

Maybe it's because of this sustenance of Xiaojia, which carries Xiaoqi's fantasy about the future.

Fang Jiuran was always tense and hung his breath, supporting his strong side until Fang Chen woke up.

click-

Insert the key and open the door of the small red bungalow.

"Ding dong; Chen'er welcome home".

There was obviously an electronic entrance at the gate, and Fang Jiuran playfully recorded his voice into it.

Fang Chen bit his lip with his teeth.

Still put on the slippers that were neatly arranged at the door, and stepped into this villa that Fang Jiuran had put so much thought into for the first time.

The decoration here exudes warmth everywhere.

In fact, Fang Jiuran's shadow can be seen everywhere.

The reliefs used in the ceiling have ancient oriental elements and the three-dimensionality of western architecture.

The location of the coffee table, and the new leather-wrapped sofa.

Neatly surrounds the living room.

The decoration does not look luxurious, but it reveals intentions everywhere...

"Little Seven".

Fang Chen could even guess it.

If Fang Jiuran had taken him here in person, those autumn-like eyes might have been bent into crescents all the way.

Maybe that beautiful face.

The beautiful dimples that emerge are always hanging on the cheeks.

Perhaps the moment Fang Chen pushed open the door, he heard the welcome sound from the electronic porch.

Fang Jiuran will reveal a row of beautiful and neat white teeth;

"Chen'er, how about it, this is our home."

"With this voice, even if I'm not by your side in the future, you have to go home on time."

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth raised subconsciously.

He touched his cheek, already soaked with tears.

Going further in, maybe Fang Jiuran will playfully pull Fang Chen's arm, and then point to every decoration in the room;

"This is our group photo, I put it in the center of the living room...".

"This is the kitchen.

Although I'm not very good at cooking, as long as you don't dislike it, I will definitely study hard."

"This is the bedroom, where we sleep together."

"This is the bathroom.

After I take a shower, you can peek openly.

Look, it's facing the bedroom, hehe..."

Romantic until death!

Probably this simple and natural sense of fit cannot be exchanged with any amount of money!
After Fang Chen came to this small bungalow, he didn't feel any strangeness at all, as if he had lived here before.

All the furnishings are so natural and familiar, reflecting my own mind and habits...

Stepping on the spiral escalator into the bedroom.

The brand new double bed was filled with little balloons.

If Fang Jiuran was by his side and took him to visit the small bungalow, maybe the moment he walked into the bedroom, he would smile brighter.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!".

"The host is finally back, and this house will belong to the two of us from now on~".

"Hee hee, Chen'er, do you like it?".

Fang Chen leaned against the wall, and the dreamlike image disappeared.

It was extremely quiet here, only himself.

But the tears on his face had long since dried up.

There was a foolish smirk on the corner of the young man's mouth;

"Like...I like it very much".

PS; Hey, I’m back from a business trip, and I haven’t adjusted the balance between work and codewords yet, so the latest update will be a little later, everyone forgive me
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