Chapter 22

After driving for more than an hour, I finally came to the door of a magnificent villa. There is also a quiet lake next to it, where you can vaguely see a pavilion and swing. The beautiful and spectacular villa emits orange light, and there is a warm current in Langsheng's heart.

Her dream is to have such a house. There are beautiful scenery and quiet time. You will feel warm every time you go home.

"Don't get off?" Quan Yi quietly looked at the changes in Langsheng's eyes and smiled in his heart.

"Well... The house is very nice." Langsheng is very cute and serious. Unfortunately, her hands and soul have been infected by blood.

They got out of the car and walked into the small stone road of the villa.

"Black pearl, she can't live here?"

"Why mention her?" Quan Yimo opened the door without concern.

"Curious."

"Then bear it."

"..." Langsheng was speechless.

Quan Yi's family is very beautiful. The floor tiles are black with gold edges. The beautiful crystal chandelier has simple design. There is also a place aimed at the small lake. Langsheng can be sure that he is a person who enjoys and likes quiet.

"The young master is back? And guests? " When the boy heard the sound, an old housekeeper smiled happily and held a cup of coffee in his hand. She is a very kind grandmother.

"Aunt Lu, it's hard." Quan Yi smiled and took the coffee for Aunt Lu with both hands. It can be seen that this old woman also has a certain position in the power family.

"Aunt Lu, aunt Lu! My name is Yan Chaoxi. " Langsheng can't wait to introduce himself, and his smile is getting sweeter and sweeter.

Quan Yi dislikes leaving yuanlangsheng, overlapping his legs and drinking coffee leisurely. I always feel that today's coffee is intertwined with bitterness and joy.

Aunt Lu's old face bloomed happily, hugged Langsheng and said, "what a lovely child."

The orange light hit Quan Yi with an unspeakable sense of heartache. Thin and charming back, mature temperament and calm eyes. Like many years of ups and downs, I'm tired of the prosperity of the world before I grow up today.

"Where do I sleep?" Langsheng enjoys Quan Yi's handsome side face on the unrestrained soft paralysis sofa.

"There seems to be a vacant room upstairs." Quan Yi paused and got up to take Langsheng upstairs.

Langsheng's heart: shit, so you didn't intend to let me sleep before you came!?

When I opened the door, thick dust came to my face.

Quan Yi turned on the light and quickly piled boxes to the top.

"These things..." Lang Sheng asked curiously.

"It's my father's stuff." Quan Yi tells the truth without reservation. Opening the box is a photo. The man inside is as handsome as Quan Yi, and his figure is better than Quan Yi's.

"Is your father a soldier?"

"Well, so is my grandfather."

All right, army three.

"What about your father?" Langsheng inadvertently asked, but found that Quan Yi's face was a little blue, and his eyes were like ice. It seemed to be Quan Yi's taboo