Su Mohan pushes her forward. In front of the villa group are some flower beds, and in the middle is a fountain sprayed with water, and there are also statues on both sides.

Soon, through the garden path, ye Fei stops in front of a golden enamel carving gate. The fan-shaped gate is wide open, and you can see everything in the room clearly.

The ceiling of the room is very high, with luxurious crystal lamps hanging on it. The floor of the room is covered with thick velvet carpet. On the walls on both sides of the road are hung with artistic oil paintings. Two porcelain vases with a height of more than one person will be placed several tens of meters apart.

"Su Mo Han Is this really your home Ye Fei couldn't help but open her mouth. She didn't know whether it was because she was so incredible that she almost bit her tongue.

"Well." Su Mohan, as always, responded briefly.

Ye Fei is pushed into an elevator by Su Mohan, led by the housekeeper, through an ambulatory, and then to the second floor.

Ye Fei thinks that Su Mohan's brain must be sick. His family is the same as the imperial palace. As a result, he lives in a hotel every day. Although the hotel is good, there are more than 100 servants living in the palace here, but he is the real Lord who goes to live in the Hotel It's not a brain problem. What is it?

After walking through the corridor, the style changes. Compared with the previous luxury, the style is much lower. Because of the barrier of doors and windows, this place exists as a three story building alone. Once entering here, there are obviously fewer servants and housekeepers than outside. She has been walking so far away, but she only sees two maids here.

Ye Fei can see that this small building separated by itself should be the place where Su Mo lives in cold days. According to his temperament, he should not like too many people to disturb him.

Su Mo Han pushed Ye Fei to visit the room: "this is the bedroom."

"Bathroom."

"Study."

"The living room."

Su Mohan briefly introduced to Ye Fei, while ye Fei nodded and exclaimed: "it's like a place for a person to live. When I came in, I almost thought it was not a museum of the British Empire."

Su Mo Han gently smile, directly took her to the third floor.

On the third floor, ye Fei's eyes were completely blinded because of the piano room, fight room, gymnasium, boundless swimming pool and hot spring soup. It can be said that even a person from a wealthy family like Ye Fei has been blinded.

But in the final analysis, ye Fei summed up a sentence, rich, capricious!

However, Su Mo Han was not as proud as a rebellious teenager to show off his wealth to his beloved woman. He just took Ye Fei to see the scene, briefly introduced the use of some rooms, and directly pushed her to the fourth floor.

"What's upstairs?" Ye Fei really can't imagine what else there is, what can be put on the fourth floor.

Su Mo Han didn't open his mouth, ye Fei had to wait patiently. Anyway, she would see it immediately, and it was useless to ask.

When the elevator door opens, Su Mo Han covers Ye Fei's eyes, and her warm fingers are mixed with his breath, which makes Ye Fei feel embarrassed.

"Close your eyes." Su Mo cold deep voice mouth, because he suddenly found that he covered her eyes, there is no way to push the wheelchair.

Ye Fei cleverly closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes crossed his fingers, making his heart itchy.