Because I brought my cousin this oil bottle, I ordered the bed and had dinner directly at Contemporary Plaza.

Xiang Yu and his cousin were talking throughout the dinner table. Song Yanbai occasionally asked them to eat silently. Seeing that they said more than they ate, Song Yanbai had to doubt whether the psychological and physical genders of these two were inconsistent, and women were not as much of them.

Although my cousin said he was treating him, the final payment was not surprisingly Song Yanbai.

Perhaps he was worried about this guy, Song Yanbai took a taxi to take his cousin to the dormitory area. He watched him enter the dormitory before taking a taxi back to Yaxian residence with Xiang Yu.

Shortly after the two returned home, the workers who delivered the bed in IKEA also arrived.

The bed that Song Yanbai chose is solid wood, the style is very simple, but it is very pleasing to the viewing and matches the bookcase and desk in the study.

Song Yanbai is the kind of person who can plan everything, so she had already decided where to put the bed before buying the bed. When the workers arrived, they directed them to move the bookshelf, putting a few bookshelfs of bookshelf that had been read together, and just moved the same room by the window.

I have to say that Song Yanbai's taste is really good. Although it was just a small place temporarily created from the study, it was made of a desk as a partition, placed on the bed, a clothes rack, two single sofas, and a storage cabinet. It looked well-organized and integrated with the study without disturbing each other.

After cleaning up Xiang Yu's temporary bedroom, Song Yanbai planned to ask the workers to move the computer desk to his room. Now the study and Xiang Yu's bedroom are connected together, so he can't write articles in Xiang Yu's room every day.

"Yan Yan, where did you move this table?"

"My room, I almost have to use a computer every day. It may affect you. And from tonight, this is your room. You should have privacy. It is not good for me to come in every day."

When he heard Song Yanbai say this, a wolf's eyes lit up, "It doesn't matter. I'll play with mine and you're playing with you. As for privacy, I don't have privacy in you!"

Song Yanbai looked around the study room, and was quite satisfied. He put his waist on his back and looked at Xiang Yu who was standing at the door of the study room, and said, "Is it not possible to speak tactfully at all? I moved the computer desk to my room because I was afraid that you would affect my work, ok?"

Xiang Yu directly stopped the worker who moved the table, "No, I promise that I will not affect you when you work. I will go outside to watch TV and play games, and give you the study."

Seeing that Song Yanbai was still a little hesitant, Xiang Yu immediately added, "And you see, you moved this desk away. It's empty and very disharmonious. Besides, the computer has radiation, and girls' skin is very important. It's best not to put the computer in the bedroom. I have thick skin, so let him radiate me!"

Song Yanbai looked at it for a while with his waist and felt that what Xiang Yu said was still very reasonable.

She doesn't care whether it is radiation or not. Anyway, she is in various wireless networks every day and does not receive much radiation. However, when she moved the computer desk, she did not have a place to put anything on, which greatly affected the overall beauty.

"Okay, don't move."

Song Yanbai said and pointed to the bed and ordered, "Go and use the rag to wipe the bed and cabinets. I will bring you the quilt and sheets later."

After Song Yanbai ordered, he went out to pay the workers and was very considerate and gave them an extra fifty to have a midnight snack.

A wolf was lying on the mattress and felt extremely comfortable. Yan Yan had a place of her own. Does it mean that she and she were not so simple as staying and taking in?

Xiang Yu pillowed his head on his side, looking at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, and laughed unconsciously at the corners of his lips.

Yan Yan, are you really a fairy, a magical one? I seem to love you more and more. With this bed, I will move out again. It is impossible.

*

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!