Standing at the door, she found that the door was extra large, full of the complicated style of medieval Rococo. Even the ancient copper door handles were carved with exquisite patterns. The door was hidden, and Tang Qing held the door handle and pushed it gently. With the voice of the woman behind her, the door was opened by her.
The door was very heavy, so she didn't make a sound when she pushed it open. She went inside and found that the space was huge.
The black curtains were thick and thick, blocking all the sunshine outside. On the corner of the wall, there was still a completely burned charcoal fire in the fireplace. It also tells her why the air here is higher than it is outside.
Huge black sofa, soft and expensive Persian carpet, tightly spread the whole floor, even if barefoot step on, also won't feel any chill.
she walked over as like as two peas in her wooden room, and saw the same dim sum as she had in her room.
There was a piece of dim sum that seemed to have been bitten by someone. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pick up the small piece of snack and hold it at the tip of her finger.
However, nothing can be seen. It can only be seen that the owner of this snack doesn't seem to like sweets
Tang is as like as two peas in her empty family and walking around in this vast and huge room. She smells the smell of the air that is gone, and follows the smell of the man. She sees the soft cashmere blanket on the sofa, and the warm fireplace and warm blankets all show a reality on this Warm Spring Island. The owner of a room is very afraid of the cold.
This is where the man lives, and she's right.
But where is he now?
Tang Qing couldn't help licking her lips. The room was too dry, and her lips had become dry and skinlike.
After scanning the room, Tang Qing came out of the room slowly. The woman standing at the door with her head down was silent. After looking carefully, she could see that her legs were shaking slightly unconsciously, which was already to the extreme.
Tang Qing has a little pity on her. Maybe she has done something difficult for her. But now, she has no spare power to care about others.
She wanted to find out the real face of the villa owner, who he was, and why he did this to her
She is eager to get out of here and leave here. There are so many people waiting for her outside. She can't be trapped in this kind of place all her life
Tang Qing slightly pursed his lips and walked downstairs.
The woman behind her rushed after her, came downstairs, and led her into the dining room.
The whole villa is full of modern minimalist style, even the restaurant is no exception. The golden sun shone in from the transparent window. On the clean and tidy table, there was already a steaming breakfast just cooked. Tang leaned over and looked at it quietly for a week. She found that it was all her favorite food.
It must be someone she knew well, she thought in her heart. It must be someone who knows her, and even knows her every move.
Knowing that she would go to see him today, he did not stay behind the red gate; he knew her taste and even made her favorite osmanthus cake.