“Yes...” You?

"Here you are."

Four eyes, two people spoke at the same time.

The stone peak felt that the noise around it suddenly quieted down, and the air became blank.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, how could he be here?What is he doing here?Do you really care about her...

Shi Feng's expression was very unexpected, with incredible in the tone, but the "you" word behind it had not been said, and the other party's words covered up.

And the face of Mo is harmonious, as if it had been expected to be each other.

Shi Feng suddenly reacted, and said "um", and quickly closed the door behind him.

“That, I...”

Mo left to look into the eyes of this small action of Shi Feng, and said unintentionally: "Yesterday you said you want to watch me decorate, I will come to show you my new studio."

With that, Mo left the construction drawings in his hand to the foreword next to him and said softly, “Just do what I said, huh?”“Good Mr. Mo.”

Mo left without a trace to lead the stone peak into the room inside...

Just then came the knock on the door.

The stone peak body was suddenly a glimmer, and returned to God, only to feel that it had just been a good risk.

He looked at Mo Yan a little embarrassed, “That... I...” I want to hide here.

Mo was still so gentle with a smile, his chin pointing to the outside of the window sill, and his tone was understated: "Maybe it would be more appropriate there."

Shi Feng can hang for ten minutes even if he climbs the balcony with one hand, but here is seven floors high, if you let yourself put yourself in this situation, does that mean that everything you have to deal with each other?

Although he received news from Wang Yang about how this man was, the establishment of trust also required a process.

Until now, in Shi Feng, as long as you hide from those bastards, you can't do it with a sloppy eye, and there is no need for that.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent and louder, just like hitting the heart of Shi Feng.

“Is anyone there?”

It is, the balcony on the balcony, Shi Feng seems to make a big decision, go to the balcony.

Mo stooped and picked up an iron hook from the ground and handed it to him.Even the fingers cannot show the balcony.

Shi Feng paused, took over, jumped gently on the balcony, iron hook to the edge of the balcony, hands tugged on the iron hook long handle hanging out.

“Shit, people are not there.”

“Not here?”

"It's impossible, we've been within 500 meters of the weasel, and we've come when we get a call, and even if he shows his feet, he won't be able to leave so quickly."

“Rogue, what now?”

The man named Rogo looked at the other: "Little Army, don't you say you know this zero detective agency?"Did you see it on the way here?”

“I know, a man and a woman, who often come out of the parking lot together.We’ve had a car here a few times.From here down is the pedestrian street, and if it goes down, I can't recognize it."

A few people's anxious faces showed a hint of indisguised fear, "Rogue, you say it is not weasels who sweed us..."

“Rogue, what shall we do now?If someone loses in our section, then...”

“Maybe they’re running away from the other side, let’s go after them.”

The man said eagerly that he was going down the stairs and was held over his shoulder by Rogba.

The latter immediately stopped and turned to look at Rogo with a hard face, "Rogue, the man gave us a death order, if you can't complete the task, it will be..."

Roggo stared at him, “Huh?”

The man’s body shrank and swallowed back the words behind him.

Roggo is about 40 years old, lean, wearing a short-sleeved flower shirt empty, dark face, small triangular eyes revealed light.

The sound of a whirling tile cutter came from the opposite house, and saw that Rogo's eyes fell on the opposite door, and several people looked at each other and were about to press in line.

Roggo said "slowly", so several people stopped to look at his instructions.

Roggo handed one of them a look, and the latter hurried forward, unhurriedly buckled it a few times.

There was a voice inside, “Who?”With the voice, the door opened.

A man of white and gray and dirty decoration appeared in front of them, holding a shovel of mud in his hand, and looked up and down at a few of them, and asked with urn: "Who are you... looking for?"

“We...”

"We're here to see what you're decorating, look at it, and we're going to have one more reference."Rogo stepped forward, smoked a cigarette and handed it to the decorator, took out the lighter to give it to the point, and said with a smile.

The decoration worker bit the cigarette with his teeth and said vaguely: "Oh, just look..."

“The two of you are still here.”

“What two?”

"Oh, my friend also wants to renovate, and I thought he'd come first."

The decorator should continue the work on his hands while he should talk, "... that is the owner, what is asking him?"

As soon as a few people entered the house, they looked around and looked at each house, even without even leaving the balcony window.

Only the last room.

Mo left to give a tile decoration worker to point out how to do this, what kind of effect is needed there, look up to see a few people, frown: "You... what?"

Roggo smiled and said, “Oh, you’re the owner of this house, aren’t you?”Haha, I just came to see the decoration, a number of references...” While taking out a cigarette and handing it over, it seemed that the cunning under the thick look did not escape the insight of ink.

From the temperament of the two people, it is not a kind of person at a glance, if you pick up each other's smoke at this time, it is not normal.

Mo left still frowned and said, “I don’t smoke, so look at it.”

Roggo was talking to Mo, but several others entered the room to check.

In fact, it is obvious that even a mosquito can't hide it.He went to the window sill to look back and shake his head in the direction of Rogo.

Some people said "sorry" and "disturbing" and so on.

Hearing the footsteps of several people leaving the room, a head appeared outside the window sill, and he looked at it and shook his head slightly.

The mountain is sinking again.

After a few minutes, there was a real voice outside, “Oh, look at my memory, I just seem to have left something here...”

As he spoke, several people rushed into the house and looked at several rooms again.

Shi Feng propped up from outside the window sill and threw an iron hook on the ground, just now, he hooked it on the edge of the window with an iron hook, and the whole body was hanging on it.

“Just now, thank you!”

Mo Yi smiled gently, “Oh, now I’m not only your owner, but I’m also a neighbor very quickly.”So I don’t want to lose my tenant just as an owner.It's right to help each other."

There was shock in the eyes of the mountain and incongruit.

The East?The neighbors?

Does it mean that he has already rented the top floor and all the houses that he has bought?Is he going to open his own studio?

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