Chapter 22 Where do you live?

Fang Xing looked at the embarrassed girl in front of him, and asked directly:

"Then what are you going to do now?"

Jiang Yue directly raised her hand and said:

"I don't want to trouble you this time, I'll rent a house, and I'll return my ID card to you when I run out!"

"At most, it will take two or three days to guarantee the return, because I haven't got a bank card yet, and the phone card seems to require an ID card..."

While talking, Jiang Yue began to count with her fingers.

Rent a house, buy a phone, and need a second-hand computer. Basic bed and toiletries need to be re-prepared, skin care products, shampoo, essence, water, lip balm, and hand cream……………

Why do you think that the money for yourself to prepare for the stock market is getting less and less?

Looking at Jiang Yue who was immersed in the account settlement at his door, Fang Xing reached out and snapped his fingers in her ear.

"Come back to your senses, don't settle accounts at my door!"

"Your ID card is on the table, just come in and get it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Fang Xing prepared to continue moving things upstairs and left a door for Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue came in apologetically, took back her ID card, but when she was about to leave, she suddenly thought of something,

Looking at the somewhat empty martial arts hall, Jiang Yue went shopping here.

The martial arts hall is actually very big, even just renovated three years ago, and for some reasons, it has not been opened for the past two years, it seems that most of the places are very good.

Other than a bit of dust on the floor, there is nothing wrong with it.

The two innermost rooms still have beds, wardrobes and everything, and the bathrooms are of suitable size.

After Fang Xing finished moving things back and forth a few times, he happened to see Jiang Yue coming out of it.

"Big brother!"

"Can you share the rent here?"

"Or is there any shortage of people here, and I'll just work for you here as a part-time job?!"

Seeing the sparkle in Jiang Yue's eyes, Fang Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I came this time to prepare to practice martial arts, why did the heroine suddenly want to pester me!
"What do you want to do again?"

Jiang Yue took out the money directly from her pocket and handed it to Fang Xing.

"I rent a house."

"Anyway, it doesn't matter who rents it, I'll live with you!?"

"I'm not the type to depend on people, I'll give you money!"

Fang Xing looked at the money in his hand.

Very familiar.

Like it was just borrowed a few hours ago.

But I really can't let the heroine live here, after all, I still have to practice martial arts.

woman.

It will only affect the efficiency of my martial arts training!
"Looking for a place to live?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

"Then shall I recommend a room for you?"

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Half an hour later, Fang Xing took Jiang Yue to visit his other houses.

A small apartment with only forty to fifty square meters.

Throwing the key of this room to Jiang Yue, Fang Xing said to her directly:
"Stay here, and pay me back when you make money."

"Don't bother me if it's okay."

After all, Fang Xing pushed the door open and left.

[Change the place where the heroine lives and get [-] plot points]

Fang Xing looked at the prompt in front of him and felt that he was not at a loss.

Originally, I didn't plan to get many plot points this trip, a little bit is good.

Immediately afterwards, he returned to the martial arts hall, planning to tidy up.

Only Jiang Yue, who was left alone in the room, looked at the key in her hand, a little suspicious of life.

Is it actually so easy to find a house now?

Just give yourself a small apartment to live in?
Or the one that doesn't require a deposit and no payment in advance?

But at the beginning, I really just wanted to live in the martial arts hall, after all, I didn't want to have too many extravagant demands.

Originally, I thought that I could be regarded as a ninety-fifth beauty, and I believed that no one would refuse such a cohabitation life.

who knows.

That Fang Xing actually brought himself out directly!
After I came to bring this apartment, I directly asked if it was suitable for me, and then I threw the key and left? !
Is it so unworthy to talk about myself?

Jiang Yue walked into the toilet and looked at the mirror in front of her.

Although I didn't wear much makeup today, I can still be considered fair-skinned, with red lips, red teeth, white eyes and eyebrows.

The figure is not fat, and the upright C is also perfect,

As for the long legs, there is nothing to say, not only round but also smooth enough.

I feel very satisfied when I look at it, why can't this martial arts practitioner take a look at it!
Jiang Yue showed off her figure in front of the mirror, revealing her slender waist, making her even more pretty.

"Oh... I regret not being ready, I would have brought more things and left if I knew it earlier."

Looking in the mirror, Jiang Yue quickly let go of everything she experienced today, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In a flash, several days passed.

Fang Xing was in the martial arts gym, holding two dumbbells weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hand, and started his daily exercise.

It has to be said that although gluttonous body exercises require enough food and medicinal materials to match.

But it is also enough to be worthy of the prestige of the dragon son Taozhen!

Originally, it could only be regarded as a good physical fitness, but after starting to practice this exercise, it has improved rapidly!
Because of the combination of a large number of precious medicinal materials, Fang Xing's figure has not changed much, but his strength and speed have grown inhumanly.

Even a dumbbell weighing hundreds of kilograms is just a little tiring for me.

Compared with such a fast progress rate, Fang Xing has already consumed less than half of all kinds of precious medicinal materials.

After all, the storage space of the soul space is limited, and the medicinal materials cannot be pressed together like bricks, so Fang Xing didn't carry too much with him.

Feeling the slow consumption of his own energy, almost exhausted, Fang Xing knew that he had to eat again.

Putting down the dumbbell in his hand, he smashed a hole in the ground with a bang.

"Gan!"

"Another piece of the floor was smashed!"

"Fortunately, I didn't practice on the second floor. The floor will collapse sooner or later if I keep throwing it like this."

Fang Xing looked at the newly-appeared pit, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

There have been a lot of small pits like this these days, and there are not many more!
In order to ensure that he can eat at any time, Fang Xing prepared some soup or instant meals for himself.

Put medicinal materials in the soup and cook, don't worry about not cooking it long enough.

And those fast food things are easy to buy in modern society, and you can get a few hundred catties back at a vegetable market.

These days, Fang Xing has been eating like this.

While eating, the doorbell rang again.

Fang Xing ate a piece of old wild ginseng stewed in the pot in two or three bites, walked to the door unhurriedly and opened it.

Outside the door, there were more than a dozen people standing.

All in black suits and black jackets, wearing thick black sunglasses, each of them stood on both sides with a sturdy face.

In the middle, a man in a white suit was looking at a million-dollar watch on his wrist. He waited until Fang Xing opened the door, and then said in a cold tone:

"It takes 16 seconds to open a door."

"Are you a cripple?"

(End of this chapter)

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