Chapter 1211 (1/2)

Yuan Zhou's words directly blocked the words behind Jiang Changxi. Jiang Changxi didn't care, smiled and didn't speak.

”Zheng Jiawei bought my bed. I'll ask him.” At this time, Wuhai said.

”Trouble.” Yuanzhou road.

”No, just ask him to send you one.” Wuhai road.

”Yes, I'll transfer the money to you.” Yuan Zhou nodded and then felt the mobile phone in his sleeve pocket.

”OK.” Wuhai nodded and returned to bed to get his cell phone.

”Cough, in fact, I should be asked to buy a bed.” Ling Hong, who was on the other side, suddenly broke in with a smile.

”It's great that you're bankrupt and pitiful enough to sell your bed.” Wuhai immediately said.

”Go less, I have a lot of money.” Ling Hong waved and said confidently.

”Then you said it was for you.” Wuhai touched his moustache and didn't hurry to get his cell phone.

”If your compass bed is broken, it's just right to try this one. His family specializes in making beds and has good workmanship.” Ling Hongdao.

”Will it take long to make a bed?” Yuan Zhou first thought of the squeaky bed this morning. I don't know how long it can last.

”Just a month's rush.” Ling Hongdao.

”Yes.” Yuan Zhou nodded.

”Well, leave the rest alone. I'll have someone come to the door and measure it.” Ling Hong takes charge of everything.

”I'll pay.” Yuan Zhou stressed.

”Of course you're out. I'll give you a bed for nothing.” Ling Hong said directly.

”I can give it as a mid autumn festival gift or a double bed.” Jiang Changxi interrupted.

Jiang Changxi looked at Yin Ya and Yuan Zhou when she spoke.

”No, I can't fit a double bed upstairs.” Yuan Zhou thought carefully about the size of his room and said.

Yan Ya couldn't care about blushing, so she had to look at Jiang Changxi helplessly.

”Cough, cough, you can buy a house to put it.” LingHong reminded.

”Now Yuanzhou doesn't live there. What's the use of giving it away? He really can't put it upstairs.” Wuhai wondered.

”Rotten wood cannot be carved.” Ling Hong sighed.

”You're rotten, rich man.” Wuhai immediately retorted and saw that they were going to quarrel.

”Shigong, why don't you go back and carve?” Cheng Ying raised her hand and interposed.

”Yes, it's getting late. I have to go back and carve. LingHong will trouble you about the bed.” Yuan Zhou nodded and said.

”No trouble, someone will come in the afternoon.” Ling Hongdao.

”Yes.” Yuan Zhou nodded goodbye without saying thanks, and then took Cheng Ying downstairs.

And Cheng Ying followed behind Yuan Zhou with a silent sigh: ”it seems that when Shigong catches up with Shinai, I don't know when to go.”

”It's better to ask the teacher's milk to take the initiative. It's estimated that the hope is greater.” Cheng Ying thought about looking back at Yin ya, thinking of Xiao Jiu.

They walked down the stairs. Before they reached the door, Yuan Zhou turned back and said, ”you should go back for lunch.”

”Ah? Oh, yes, sir. Do you want me to take anything along the way?” Cheng Ying asked as usual.

”No, be careful.” Yuanzhou road.

”OK, goodbye, Shigong.” Cheng Ying is used to nodding, then turns around and leaves.

”I haven't grown up yet.” Yuan Zhou looked at Cheng Ying's back and sighed.