As he walked along, Alai recorded it in his own book. From time to time, he looked up at the pattern around him, while the Housekeeper on the side introduced it dutifully.

"So Miss Xiang doesn't have to worry too much. In addition to the two floors of the banquet hall, she needs to pay more attention to the layout of the villa courtyard. Because it is a private villa, there will be special guards in other areas of the building, so guests will not be allowed to enter, so you do not need to decorate

"OK, I see." After all, the housekeeper had already told her about the area before.

"Madam, I hope you can make the banquet as warm and comfortable as possible. It doesn't need to be too gorgeous, but it should be simple and generous."

Alai took a careful note of it. He raised his head again and looked at the lifting frame and pattern of the room. The Housekeeper on one side said in a warm voice: "in this case, please help yourself. If you need anything, the servants in the villa can send them. I won't delay you here."

Alai said thanks to the manager and stood in the middle of the banquet hall on the two floors.

The banquet hall adopts duplex structure, which is the second and third floors.

When you take the elevator from the upper to the second floor, you can open the door to a wide banquet hall. There is a staircase on one side. When you go up to the stairs, there are fences all around. You can see the trend of the second floor from the railings.

As he walked and looked, Alai quickly sketched the sketch in his book.

Because the time is urgent, so the specific flower arrangement also has no time to calculate, can only try to coordinate.

When he got to an aisle on the third floor, Alai stopped again. His eyes fell on the end of the straight corridor and looked down on his book.

At the moment, the door of a guest room not far away from Alai was pushed open.

1、 Two, three, four

Ye Fei, Hanwen, Xiaotian and Xuanxuan.

Four heads in a row, from top to bottom, one or two are staring at a pair of big eyes, curiously staring at the woman standing in the corridor.

"Ma Ma - seems to be really aunt Xiang." the calligraphy looked at Alai, looked up at Ye Fei, and her eyes were wide.

"Shut up, idiot." Xiaotian opens his mouth in a low voice, frowning and looking at Alai.

Isn't Aunt Xiang dead

This is not scientific ~

"well, it's aunt Xiang." Ye Fei also bent over and looked at the woman in front of her. Her eyes were moist.

A month ago, the TV in the living room was on. Xiaotian and Hanwen were sitting in the room. Last night, Xuanxuan and Lisa were running around the coffee table, while ye Fei was sitting on the floor, buried in front of the coffee table to catch up with the magazine.

When Xuanxuan was a little older, she went back to work for the magazine.

This time, there was no longer anything to worry her about. She also wanted to work hard for her career. After all, she could not be said to be nothing but good-looking.

After returning from work, Su Mo Han handed his coat to the servant and sat on the sofa. He put his head on the shoulder of Ye Fei and said in a deep voice, "what are you busy with so much attention?"

"The magazine is in a hurry. It will be used in the morning."

"Kiss one and write again." Su Mo Han smelled the fragrance between her hair and couldn't help but say, "I miss you."

Ye feitou also does not lift, is struggling to write, starting a draft: "think about it."

Listen to her perfunctory tone, Su Mo Han some uncomfortable: "think of that kiss one."

Words fall, he will take the initiative to face the past.

I thought that after a hard day's hard work, I could finally have my wife and children hot on the Kang. But who ever thought of the little thing in front of me? I didn't know that all of a sudden, I suddenly got up and had to do my career.