Chapter 114: Regret

Qiao Lan stalled for nearly five seconds before finding her voice and asking tentatively and warily, "...... bought it?"

I don't blame Qiao Lan for thinking this way, but Tan Mo has no idea how to spend money, and because he's afraid of trouble, he does what's convenient for him, and even after being together for so long, Qiao Lan still can't get used to this.

Tan Mo was quick to answer this time, "Rented!"

The invitation to take credit and seek praise is particularly clear.

Qiao Lan smiled in amazement, "You actually know about renting a house?"

"You said you wanted to save money," Tan Mo said, nuzzling Qiao Lan's cheek and then nibbling on his earlobe before continuing in a whisper, "There's actually a secondary reason."

Qiao Lan cringed at the bite, "What."

"I'm looking at a house that the owner is only renting and not selling."

Qiao Lan: "...... That's the main reason, right?"

"It doesn't matter", it doesn't matter how the house came to be, Tan Mo decided to skim over the subject.

After dinner and with no classes in the evening and a weekend tomorrow, Qiao Lan didn't know where she was going, so Tan Mo took her to see the apartment she had rented.

The house is located close to the school.

Qiao Lan They are both in the new school district and the old school district side was difficult to expand in the city centre, so a new district was built.

The new school district is not as expensive, the school district is large, and the surrounding school district is building one house after another, with a wide selection of new houses and a nice neighbourhood.

Tan Mo was not very familiar with the road, and Qiao Lan was not sure how he had signed the rent contract and got the key, so they looked at the address and found a garden house on this side of the street.

Tan Mo confirms the room number and pulls Qiao Lan into the hallway, two units on one floor, Tan Mo stops on the ground floor on the right.

"The ground floor?" Qiao Lan was a bit surprised, not expecting Tan Mo to choose the ground floor.

Tan Mo said to Qiao Lan as he opened the room, "No, this is where Uncle Chan Aunt Chan lives, and Aunt Chan likes to grow flowers."

The garden house, with rooms on the ground floor that best reflect the word garden, a small one and an underground garage, is really suitable for those who are a little older.

Uncle Chan Aunt Chan lives quite well.

Qiao Lan was surprised that Uncle Chan and Aunt Chan were able to come over, as she grew up without any family and actually liked having people around.

But it was too late to be happy and more to be puzzled.

The two-family house on the ground floor is really big, definitely over one hundred and thirty-four by visual estimation, with only two bedrooms, but both with their own bathrooms of very large size.

"Don't we live here?", Qiao Lan said, looking at the Bright Sword bedroom, and not being able to tell which was the master bedroom and which was the second bedroom, there was always more than enough room for all of us to live together as Jedi.

Tan Mo pulled Qiao Lan out of the room, "We don't live here, we're on the top floor."

After a pause, she added in Qiao Lan's ear, "It's not convenient to live with adults."

What's inconvenient?

Qiao Lan subconsciously wanted to ask, but the question was forced out of his mouth.

Qiao Lan: ...... What else could be inconvenient?

But...but ......

Well nothing but, Qiao Lan feels hopeless, a little ashamed but seems to have a little something to look forward to.

Qiao Lan, who is now so lively, has forgotten about her last full day of rest in bed.

Tan Mo opened the window to ventilate the room, then took Qiao Lan out and turned towards the lift. This was the house he had picked out for a long time, and it was for this reason that he had booked it in one go.

"The penthouse is different from the ground floor, there is a design that I really like", Tan Mo said with bright eyes to Qiao Lan, who asked what it was and winked, "I won't tell you yet, we'll find out up there."

The top floor is again not quite the same as the other few floors of the house.

Qiao Lan Once inside, it only felt more empty, perhaps because it was unfurnished so it seemed empty. The house was exceptionally well decorated, just like the model homes over at the real estate development, very clean and sophisticated.

Tan Mo told Qiao Lan that the house was originally renovated by the owner for his own use, but he moved to a school district near his children's school because his children were attending school, and the house has been left unoccupied.

Qiao Lan said, "It's the renting that's the problem.

The expenses of university students are not big, usually small couples come out to rent a house enough to live in, always to save money, who would rent such a big and expensive house.

Although Qiao Lan didn't ask Tan Mo how much the rent was, she had an idea of what it would be after seeing the house, and it wasn't cheap.

There was only one room in the small loft, but there was also a small garden on the top floor where Qiao Lan thought she could buy a treadmill or something to exercise, and before Qiao Lan could say anything else, Tan Mo pulled her into the only room in the small loft.

Once inside, Qiao Lan feels a little suffocated.

A house that was empty inside, with nothing but a good-sized, round bathtub.

Tan Mo was visibly excited and happy, he hadn't actually seen it in the flesh, he had just seen the photos and the owner had come to the school to sign the contract, and now after seeing it, it was even better than he had expected.

Tan Mo thinks about the last time we were at the hotel and that bath was a bit small.

This bath is just so satisfying.

Gathering Qiao Lan in his arms and whispering in his ear, "Isn't it great."

Qiao Lan: "......"

She really underestimated Tan Mo's cheekiness time and time again, and when Uncle Chan Aunt Chan came to see this, Qiao Lan felt her scalp tingling just thinking about it.

"Is it..."

Qiao Lan struggled for a moment, "...isn't that too much."

"No exaggeration," Tan Mo shook his head without thinking about it, and in the meantime thought about the future, "when I graduate, I can buy one of those things with a small outdoor swimming pool..."

Swimming pool, you're still out in the open, Qiao Lan covered the man's mouth, "What's going through your head all day."

Tan Mo gave Qiao Lan a kiss right on the palm of her hand, "Miss you."

I want to earn more money in order to give you a better life, I want to buy a better house because I want to live happily with you, and in general everything is related to Qiao Lan.

"Tomorrow we'll go out to buy furniture and electrical appliances", Tan Mo pulled Qiao Lan down from the loft, handing him the keys and planning as he walked outside, "We'll buy the bed and fridge first, and we can add the rest later. Uncle Chan and Aunt Chan will probably be here in a few days..."

The corners of Qiao Lan's lips rise a little as she lets Tan Mo hold her hand and listens to Tan Mo's rambling words.

She has been with Tan Mo for nine months now and has seen all the progress and changes in Tan Mo's life.

Watching the once withdrawn teenager who only read and studied, become a smiling and talkative boy, though only in front of her, wasn't this the truest expression of his true feelings.

It is the most authentic that shows real progress.

Little by little, he grows up, slowly stops needing her care and starts taking care of her, slowly becomes more and more responsible and responsible, whether it is for big or small things, and step by step becomes the one who can make the decisions and who she can rely on.

Qiao Lan wondered what she had been up to in the first place.

Is it all a testament to his progress.

However, it seems that one is really getting degraded.

Having lived for twenty years, she has never felt that it is better to rely on others than on herself, so what she can do must be done by herself, although her power is not great but she does not need to rely on others.

But now, really, it's a total degeneration, Tan Mo is becoming more and more caring and enjoying being taken care of herself.

Qiao Lan covered her face and spat at herself for being so "unproductive", while Tan Mo pulled her hand away and asked her what was wrong.

"I feel like I'm getting wasted," as if I had no hands, Qiao Lan winked, "and don't have to do anything with you around."

Tan Mo was instantly happier and felt that he hadn't done enough, that he wanted Qiao Lan to be more "wasted" so that he could have a bigger presence in her life.

I went back to bed at night and woke up early the next morning to a phone call from Tan Mo and was taken to buy furniture in a daze.

Qiao Lan was about to say one bed, but then she thought that one was not enough, because if someone came to stay with them once in a while, they would have to have a guest room or something, and if they had a fight they would have to sleep in separate beds.

Although there has not really been a fight so far.

Tan Mo didn't even have to think about it before saying one, but Qiao Lan thought about it and said, "How about two?"

"Why?"

"Suppose we have a fight and then..."

"No way, how can we fight," Tan Mo says, shaking her head decisively.

The sister next to the furniture seller is already married, a hear instantly laughed, really is a young hot period to say such things, two people living a life where there is no quarrel.

He smiled and said, "Actually, it's more convenient to buy two of them, so you can have a place to stay when your family comes over."

"They live downstairs," Tan Mo says, and with a single word, she shuts the sister down, grabbing Qiao Lan and Qiao Lan and explaining why that's not possible.

"I'll listen to anything you say, so there's no way we'll fight, and even if we do really fight, then no sharing a bed, just get one!"

Qiao Lan: "...... one by one."

All yours.

There's a couch anyway!

Tan Mo took one weekend to complete such an onerous task of moving house, and after applying to the class teacher on Monday, Qiao Lan and Tan Mo each invited their dorm mates to dinner on Monday afternoon as a farewell.

Tan Mo's side of the group was full of chatter and they were really close. Although Xie Hongyi was always disgusted by Tan Mo's lovemaking, she was a little sad to leave now.

I was sad for a while and then I thought it was fine, I would see you in class anyway.

Kong Sha nodded, "That's good, I might have to move out later too."

Xie Hongyi: "Huh? What are you moving out for? Who are you moving out with?"

Kong Sha looked at Xie Hongyi for a moment, as if he had not heard him, and went on talking to Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan's side of the dorm was uneventful, but Liu Cancan was a bit sad. Although the relationship was not too deep, if you think about the two people left in the dormitory, one of them was missing, the other Luo Man was fighting all the time, and Qiao Lan, the only one who could communicate properly, was leaving.

Luo Man keeps asking Qiao Lan where the house is and Liu Cancan asks her, unhappily, why she is asking.

"Geez, you can go see LanLan sometime later."

Qiao Lan had no intention of telling Luo Man, and upon hearing this, she felt it was better not to communicate with the girl.

"Ugh I really envy you", Luo Man sighed, "when will I be able to catch up with the schoolmaster?"

Remembering Tan Mo's jealousy of Ji Su earlier, Qiao Lan sincerely wished Luo Man, "Go for it, you can definitely catch up."

"Thanks~"

Luo Man is smiling sweetly.

Two days later, Ji Su sent a message to Luo Man asking her to come over to the club, and then asked Luo Man if Qiao Lan was there, and if so, to bring him along.

Luo Man wrote back to Ji Su, [Senior, LanLan has moved out with her boyfriend, I don't know where she is now, why don't I go there first? [good jpg]]

It took a few days for Ji Su to write back, saying that the professor had asked for him and that he didn't need to come over for the time being.

[Okay.]

Luo Man was so disappointed, but thoughtfully said that the teacher's side was more important.

Ji Su looks at the pile of tweets that Luo Man rambles on and on about.

This girl was brought in specifically for Qiao Lan.

Now, so damn sorry.