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regarded your aunt’s house as your own home, huh?” Zhao Minxiu recovered from the shock and spoke enthusiastically He greeted Zheng Yan carefully, feeling relieved for a while, thinking that he turned out to be Wang Bo’s assistant, and he was several years older, so it seemed that he didn’t have to worry too much.

regarded your aunt’s house as your own home, huh?” Zhao Minxiu recovered from the shock and spoke enthusiastically He greeted Zheng Yan carefully, feeling relieved for a while, thinking that he turned out to be Wang Bo’s assistant, and he was several years older, so it seemed that he didn’t have to worry too much.
“I can, Auntie!”
“Xiaorou, don’t be too big or too young!” Seeing her daughter calling Wang Bo “uninhibited”, Zhao Minxiu immediately glared at her daughter, then looked at Wang Bo with a smile and said, “Zian, don’t mind, we Xiaorou, you don’t have a bad heart, sometimes your love is neither too big nor too small.”
/After a brief greeting, Zhao Minxiu guided the guest to climb the stairs and go home. Their home is on the third floor, only a few steps away.
After entering the door, I saw Jiang Yonghua who was anxious and nervous, also wearing an apron around his waist. There was another warm and polite exchange of greetings between the two parties. After that, Jiang Yonghua loudly ordered his daughter to lead the two distinguished guests to the living room to sit down. He also asked Jiang Xiaorou to make tea for the guests, and let the two distinguished guests take a rest. He said that there were two more dishes, and they could eat as soon as they were cooked. .
“Uncle Jiang, I don’t know how to smoke. You can do it yourself. You and Aunt Zhao are busy with your work, so don’t worry about me and Xiao Zheng. We are all familiar with each other.” Wang Bo smiled and waved to Jiang Yonghua who handed him a cigarette. .
“Okay, then Xiao Wang, you and Xiao Zheng can be casual and treat this place as their own home, right?”
“I’m not polite, Uncle Jiang.”
After Jiang Yonghua and Zhao Minxiu returned to the kitchen, Wang Bo was sitting in the living room. Started to look at Jiang Xiaorou’s home. The house is not big, the apartment is about sixty or seventy square meters, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, and the decoration is ordinary. It is a very common and common residential building in this era. However, this ordinary, inconspicuous-looking residential building will be worth a lot of money in a decade or so.
Jiang Xiaorou, who returned home, was obviously much more lively than she was outside. One moment she was busy making tea for the two of them, and the other moment she called them to eat melon. Not long after, she took Zheng Yan to visit her boudoir.
Wang Bo was very interested in his daughter’s house, especially the boudoir of his beautiful daughter’s house, so he followed him in.
Jiang Xiaorou’s boudoir is a small room of about ten square meters, facing the sun by the window, with excellent lighting. There is a bed, a table, a chair, a wardrobe, and a small bookshelf next to the table. It is both a bedroom for sleeping and resting, and a study room for reading and studying. It is similar to the houses of most urban students in this era. As usual, the few blank walls have posters of celebrities, but most of them are European and American stars. There are some little decorations an