Chapter 811

It's true that Shang fei'er has never seen a wine cellar. When he went to Germany and France, he saw a bigger wine cellar with hundreds of years of history. But this model of decorating the house into a bar is a bit Well, how to say, the decoration of this house is too trendy.

No wonder this guy said so much to whisky last time. Besides wine, it's an instrument. It's just the same as before.

Han Yifan also saw her doubts and had to explain: "I don't live in this place usually. It's not good to buy such a big place and waste it. I just make it into a wine cellar. In this way, it will be more convenient for me to use in the bar in the city. But it's only the first floor, and the second and third floors are normal rooms. "

Indeed, look around here, it's not like you can live. Han Yifan also said: "there will be aunts here to clean up regularly."

I see. There is no one else except my aunt.

Han Yifan said, "that is to say, although there are spare articles for guests, there are no clothes for women."

He deliberately explained that although he had played in the past, he was still in good order. He didn't have the hobby of taking girls home!

"No, there's my luggage in the trunk."

"Do you want to go up and see the room?"

Since Han Yifan has said that, and it's obvious that there may be reporters outside, even near the company and her residence. Even if she goes out, she will be photographed. He will be disturbed tonight. Since we are all ready to stay at least tonight, we must go to see the house.

"I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Han Yifan quickly led her upstairs. The second floor is the master bedroom. Han Yifan wanted to let her live: "you live here, I'll go to the third floor."

Sophie shook her head. "No, I'll just stay in the guest room."

This time, she had no choice but to do it. She really didn't think about how to deal with Han Yifan, so she had to try to distance herself.

Han Yifan didn't force her. After half a circle, it was time to have dinner at the villa. Shang fei'er is an artist. She wants to lose weight at night and doesn't have to have a big dinner. Han fan doesn't live here as usual. He doesn't have any wine in stock at home, so he has the cheek to knock on the door next door and ask for some dinner.

Bo Yan has come back by this time, but he has a warm face. "If you want the ingredients for dinner, of course you can."

He had the idea of bringing Xia Siyu to the villa for a few days, so he asked the nanny to prepare a lot of food. Seeing that he promised so readily, Han Yifan was a little uneasy: "tell me, what's your purpose."

Bo Yan said with a smile: "my brother, what's the purpose? It would be better if we could have the wood tree of 2005."

He knew it! The market price of Mutong's wine in 2005 is ten thousand a bottle! Is this guy made of gold? Why is it so expensive?

But it's obviously inappropriate to go shopping now, not to mention driving for a long time. Besides, there may be paparazzi outside. Han Yifan can only bear his blackmail with his teeth biting: "OK, Mutong in 2005, right?"

Bo Yan nodded, and then his smile was more sincere: "so what ingredients do you want? How about chicken, duck and fish? Fruit and vegetables are enough. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to spend the night with your girlfriend without a candlelight dinner? "

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!