Chapter 496 Lonely three-year-old man

  咦～

  Wen Churan murmured secretly.

  The president’s son is really sick!

  After resting for a while in the guest room on the fourth floor, Wen Churan was free and prepared to visit this luxurious castle.

  When she passed the third floor, she suddenly stopped, and she couldn't help but think of Mr. Neal's words.

  A lonely person occupies a floor alone.

  In fact, she is not too curious, and she is not interested in the privacy of other people.

  But at this moment, it suddenly seemed that a mysterious force was driving her, causing her to step forward unconsciously.

  When he recovered, he realized that he was already standing in the corridor on the third floor.

  Forget it, it’s all here, and it’s not a big problem to just visit it by the way.

  As President Neal said, his two sons and one daughter happened to be away from home.

  After counting, there are about a dozen rooms on the third floor.

  President Neal’s eldest son certainly won’t need so many rooms, but he still has to occupy all of them.

how to say? It should be poverty that limited her imagination.

  Walking, Wen Churan's footsteps suddenly stopped outside a room.

  Because there is a wooden sign hanging on the door of that room, on the wooden sign it is written in thick black font-idlers are not allowed to enter!

  Wen Churan saw it, and couldn't help but laughed out of it.

  She really wanted to ask that Mr. Neal.

   Is his eldest son three years old?

  A wooden sign is still hanging outside the room!

  The more it says that idlers are not allowed to enter, the more Wen Churan wants to know what is in this room that can allow a lonely man to hang such a naive wooden sign.

  She glanced around, seeing that there was no one around, she carefully twisted the doorknob.

  With a slight creak, the door was pushed open, Wen Churan quickly stepped into the room, and then closed the door carefully.

  If you guess right, this should be a bedroom for people to live in.

  Although the space is spacious, there are only a few pieces of furniture and furnishings scattered, but each piece is very unique, and it looks like a high-end product at a high price.

  It can be seen that the lonely three-year-old man has very good taste.

   is that the style of the whole bedroom is too gloomy and quiet, which makes people feel an invisible depression.

  No matter how happy the mood is, staying in this bedroom, it is estimated that I will not be happy.

  There is a big bed near the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wen Churan walked over and sat down twice, very soft and comfortable.

  There is also a set of clothes neatly placed by the bed.

  Looking at the design, it should be a riding outfit, very handsome.

  Wen Churan does not know how to ride a horse, nor has he ever ridden a horse, but he really likes the feeling of being unrestrained on horseback.

  Now that there is such a handsome riding outfit, it’s hard for her to stay unmoved.

  The clothes belong to someone else, so she naturally can't try them on.

  But this helmet...she should be able to try it on, right?

After a fierce struggle in his heart, Wen Churan decided to wear it for a while and then take it off.

  Pick up the helmet and snap it on the head without hesitation.

  It happens that there is a full-length mirror in the bedroom.

  Wen Churan walked over and looked at herself wearing a helmet in the mirror. Suddenly, she danced the horseback riding dance of Uncle Bird, imagining that she was riding a horse and running wild in the grassland.

  "Drive! Drive! Call~"

  A few minutes later, after having had enough play, when he was about to take off his helmet, Wen Churan found that his head was accidentally stuck.

  No matter how hard she pulls, it's like pulling a radish. When she pulls it out, her neck is about to break, and the helmet just can't be taken off.

  Wen Churan suddenly became anxious.

  Go out and find someone to help? Damn it! What a shame!

  But at this time, a slow sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

  Then, the door handle was twisted, and the door was about to be pushed open from the outside.

  Wen Chu got into the bed in a hurry.

  　 oh yo! Who is the lonely three-year-old man? Who will open the door now?

  　　 we will announce tomorrow,

  　　 I will leave home tomorrow and leave my parents to go to the school dormitory. I am really reluctant to bear it, alas!

  　　 good night~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)