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

  Her dream is to have such a house. With beautiful scenery and quiet time, I feel warm every time I go home.

  "Don't get out of the car?" Quan Yi quietly watched the changes in Lang Sheng's eyes, and smiled inwardly.

   "Well... the house is very beautiful." Lang Sheng replied very cutely and seriously, but unfortunately, her hands and soul have been infested by blood.

  The two got out of the car and walked onto the small stone road of the villa.

   "Black Pearl, she can't stay here?"

   "Why mention her?" Quan Yi opened the door indifferently.

"curious."

   "Then bear it."

   "..." Lang Sheng was speechless.

  Quan Yi’s house is very beautiful, the floor tiles are black with golden stripes, beautiful crystal chandelier, simple design, and there is a place aimed at the small lake. Lang Sheng can be sure that he is a person who enjoys and likes quiet.

   "Master is back? There are guests?" The young man heard his voice, and an old housekeeper smiled happily, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. She is a very kind and kind grandma.

   "Aunt Lu, you have worked 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 status in the Quan family.

   "Aunt Lu! My name is Yan Zhaoxi." Lang Sheng couldn't wait to introduce himself, his smile getting sweeter and sweeter.

   Quan Yi disliked Yuan Lang Sheng, with his legs folded and cocked, drinking coffee leisurely. Savour carefully, I always feel that today's coffee is intertwined with joy and bitterness.

   Aunt Lu’s old face was happy, and she hugged Lang Sheng and said, "What a lovely child."

  The orange light hit Quan Yi's body, and there was an indescribable feeling of distress. Thin and charming back, mature temperament and calm eyes. It's like having gone through many years of ups and downs, tired of the prosperity of the world will grow up today.

   "Where do I sleep?" Lang Sheng admired Quan Yi's handsome side face on the unrestrained, paralyzed sofa.

   "There seems to be a vacant room upstairs." Quan Yi paused, got up and brought Lang Sheng upstairs.

  Lang Sheng's heart: I rely on, so I didn't plan to let me sleep before coming! ?

  Open the door of the room, thick dust puffed over her face.

   Quan Yi turned on the light, and the boxes were almost stacked on top.

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

   "It's my father's thing." Quan Yi told the truth without reservation, and opened the box with pictures. The man inside is as handsome as Quan Yi, and he looks even better than Quan Yi's.

  "Your father is a soldier?"

   "Well, so does my grandpa."

  Well, three generations of the army.

   "What about your father?" Lang Sheng asked casually, but found that Quan Yi's face was a little blue, and his eyes seemed to be frozen. This seemed to be Quan Yi's taboo...