Doudou~~

Yang Cheng pressed Ferrari Enzo's horn hard, and looked at the truck full of furniture in front and the large sofa occupying half of the road. He had the urge to rush down and curse.

"Sorry, it'll be fine soon!" A middle-aged man came out and apologized with a smile.

It is a good thing to say if you don’t hit someone with a smile, but if the other party is too arrogant, it is not a good thing.

Yang Cheng opened the door and walked out of the car, "Hey, which moving company do you belong to?"

The head immediately came over, sweating on his face, "Caesar, wait a little longer, it's all right away!"

In the end, he seemed to be afraid that Yang Cheng would directly complain and added, "I am also an Inter Milan fan! Our whole family is your most loyal fan!"

Yang Cheng almost fell head-on. He hated meeting such fans who caused trouble for him.

Just when Yang Cheng was about to return to the car depressedly, he found a woman dressed in pure black walked out of this villa near the lake. She was wearing a black suspender vest on the upper body and a pair of black cloth pants on the lower body. Her exposed skin and her golden hair were extremely conspicuous.

But most importantly, she was barefoot with barefoots, revealing her warm and delicate barefoots.

"Hey, Caesar!" Aniston smiled and waved.

Yang Cheng turned around and saw that it was Aniston, and was stunned, "Why are you here?"

Aniston smiled generously and nodded, stretched out his hand, "I'm glad to be your neighbor!"

"Neighbor?" Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, starting today, oh, no, it should be said that this house belonged to me since a month ago!"

Yang Cheng secretly cried in his heart, no wonder this house has been renovating recently.

"Come in and take a look?" Aniston sent an invitation.

Seeing that the car was blocked, Yang Cheng couldn't leave for a while, so he went in to visit.

The structure of this house is different from that of Yang Cheng. It is relatively large. There is a garden outside and a villa in the building inside.

Yang Cheng looked up and found that the decoration was elegant and probably cost a lot of money.

"How is it?" Aniston asked with a smile.

Yang Cheng vaguely guessed something and nodded constantly, "It's very elegant and stylish. Which famous artist designed it?"

"Haha, I designed it myself!" Aniston couldn't stop smiling.

"Oh? I can't tell!" Yang Cheng praised casually.

After seeing the large living room and dining kitchen on the first floor, the two of them went to the bedroom and guest bedroom on the second floor, and there was also a large balcony where you could feel the cool breeze from Lake Como.

"I've been busy packing things all day today, and I'm so tired!" Aniston made a stretching move.

Yang Cheng was originally going to look back and say a few words, but when he turned around, he was a little shocking.

I saw that Aniston's black vest was actually in a vacuum. The stretching movement at this time completely exposed her round and plump upper circumference. It was really not small, especially the curve, which was extremely tempting.

Yang Cheng turned around on the pretext and looked like Lake Como, "Your scenery is good!"

"But I heard from the real estate agent that your villa is the best!" Aniston looked regretful.

Yang Cheng shook his head and laughed, "Everyone has their own preferences!"

Just as the two were chatting, the moving workers below shouted that they had finished moving and were about to finish their work.

Aniston asked them to leave first, and then continued to visit the second floor with Yang Cheng, which included many of the decors that looked very good.

"Oh my God, the sofa is placed in the wrong place!" Aniston sighed as they went downstairs.

Seeing her like this, Yang Cheng remembered the fork hip muscles and laughed, "I'll help you move it!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked up.

"I'll help!"

The two of them moved the sofa one by one, both half bent over. As soon as Yang Cheng looked up, he could always see the full arc outlined from the front of the cotton vest, but the person involved himself didn't care.

Europeans and Americans advocate freedom. Even if it is a woman, it is very common to go into the vacuum and there is nothing to care about, but Yang Cheng is a Chinese. Seeing this situation, he always feels a little rippling.

"Okay!" Aniston slapped the dust off his palm hard, "I'm really bothering you!"

Yang Cheng shrugged as he sent him. The sofa was big and heavy, and he also sweated a lot, let alone Aniston.

"Give you a meal tonight, thank you!" Aniston smiled.

"No!" Yang Cheng said.

Aniston smiled cutely, "When celebrating my move to a new house!"

Seeing that he could not refuse, Yang Cheng could only nod, "Then I'll take a shower first when I go back, I'll be smelly!"

"So too. I didn't take a nap at noon today and was so sleepy. I'll call you after I've prepared the things!"

Yang Cheng nodded optionally.

When I got home, I took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and prepared a piece of noodles for myself.

He still likes domestic eating habits, especially from his hometown. His parents often airlift some things for him, such as dried sweet potatoes, rice grown by his own home, all of which have the taste of his hometown and are particularly delicious.

"I always think that this is the meaning of football for a small club to beat a big club, so whether as a Frenchman or an UEFA official, I hope to see Lyon defeat Inter Milan at the Meazza Stadium, but I believe that this is something Caesar doesn't want to see!"

Yang Cheng has the habit of watching the news while eating, but when he sees someone, he can't eat it anymore.

"***, like a clown jumping, you will hit the snake and follow the stick!" Yang Cheng shook his head and sighed.

Nowadays, Platini simply treats Yang Cheng as a famous thigh, holding him tightly, and occasionally making a few words of teasing or attacking Inter Milan and Caesar.

Even the French media joked that he was the unwavering Caesar opposition party!

After eating, Yang Cheng went to take a shower. During this period, Aniston called him to invite him to dinner. Yang Cheng couldn't refuse and agreed, but after taking a shower and changing clothes, the whole process went on. During this period, he answered several calls, and two hours passed.

The two villas are very close, so Yang Cheng walked over after leaving the house.

At night, the street lights in the community were neon. When I walked to Aniston's door, I found that the door was not locked. Yang Cheng knew that she was deliberately keeping it, so he pushed the door in and locked it and went straight to the hall.

There was a sumptuous dinner on the dining table and a candle was lit, which was very romantic, like a candlelight dinner, but the hostess fell asleep on the sofa.

Yang Cheng smiled helplessly, but did not wake her up, but turned around and wanted to leave.

A lonely man and a widower are sleeping again, and they always feel that it is not very convenient.

But at this moment, Aniston on the sofa stood up.

Yang Cheng was startled, "You are awake!"

Aniston did not answer. After taking a shower, she changed into a pajama and stood up straight, with her head down and her golden hair scattering her face, which was a bit scary.

"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng frowned and walked over with concern.

But Aniston seemed to have not seen him, walked in the living room on his own, reached forward, "Hey, stop taking pictures!"

It looked like she was resisting reporters' secretly taking pictures of her.

Then she saw her walking to the door and locked the multiple anti-theft locks on the door in one breath.

Yang Cheng has studied psychology and knows her situation a little bit. He knows that she is sleepwalking and is a little surprised, but he immediately thinks about what she mentioned before, but he didn't expect that she actually had sleepwalking.

Aniston looks normal, his walking posture is normal, and he won't touch anything. Everything seems normal, but his eyes are unconscious and he doesn't have the usual spirit. He doesn't even know that the bracelet on his hand falls off.

After going up the second floor, she locked the door again, even set up a password lock, and then fell on the bed to sleep.

"It seems that she is really a woman who feels insecure!" Yang Cheng shook his head and sighed.

Judging from what she did during sleepwalking, she felt insecure and resisted the media's exposure, which put her under a lot of pressure and caused her depression.

"Hey!" Yang Cheng walked over and shook Aniston.

The latter was awakened, and when he saw Yang Cheng in his room, he was shocked.

Looking at the door again, she immediately understood something, and she let go of a heart that was raised.

"Let's chat in the living room!" Yang Cheng said, "It's a lonely man and a widow, and she always feels a little embarrassed when she dresses like this again."

Aniston nodded, walked over and opened the door with a password, and then called Yang Cheng to the living room.

The two sat opposite each other in the living room, both awkward and a little silent.

"Oh, by the way, your bracelet!" Yang Cheng handed over with his right hand.

Aniston was a little surprised. He looked at his wrist and immediately took the bracelet from Yang Cheng's hand and put it on his hand.

"You saw it all?" Aniston still spoke.

"Well," Yang Cheng nodded, "How long has it been?"

"It's been more than two years and I've seen many doctors, but it's ineffective!" She looked very distressed.

Anyone will be worried if it is the case, because as long as you think of walking out of the room in the middle of the night and wandering around, you don’t know what you will do, what you will do, or even kill someone and jump off the building, who will not be worried?

"It's not that scary!" Yang Cheng laughed and deliberately relaxed the atmosphere.

Aniston sighed, "What should I do?"

"Let's relax, don't be too nervous and depressed. Also, give yourself a big vacation, take a thorough vacation, and ignore everything. The most important thing is your psychological problems, which are easy to solve in your physical aspects!"

"Are there any good suggestions?" Aniston looked at Yang Cheng.
To be continued...