Seeing Song Ci, the soldiers at the door did not intercept the two, but after the two walked away, the soldiers glanced at each other, feeling that the buddy who had just entered with Song Ci was afraid that it was going to be cold.

After all, the expressions in the eyes of their chiefs were not so sharp.

...

The architectural style of Song's old house is partial to Chinese style. Although it is also a villa, it is completely different from the British style and European style outside.

It is a special Chinese style.

Originally, I wanted to build a courtyard house, but the courtyard house can only be built on one floor. In this case, the room is not enough.

After all, the Song family is a thriving family.

Of course, if a courtyard with several floors is to be built, it can also be fully operated.

But the bottom layer is too cold.

Finally, the current large Chinese villa was built.

Except for this Chinese-style villa, there is a garden.

The area of ​​the garden and the area of ​​the house in the Song family’s old house are almost one to one.

It can even be said that the garden area is larger.

But these gardens are not really used to grow flowers and plants.

On weekdays, the servants of the Song family will directly plant a variety of vegetables.

However, it is winter, and many crops have withered, and the only ones that are still green are Chinese cabbage and radishes.

As a result, the Song family's old house seemed too empty.

At a glance, you can see the door of a Chinese villa far away.

Chu Rong and Song Ci walked all the way, Song Ci hugged the dog and walked naturally, but Chu Rong became more and more nervous.

In fact, he had comforted himself countless times along the way, but when he got here, he still couldn't help being nervous.

Song Ci and Chu Rong were getting closer and closer to the door of the villa, no one was guarding the door, and the door of the villa was also closed.

Song Ci stood at the gate of the villa, turned his head to look at the side and looked calm, but Chu Rong, who was flustered, said the first sentence since entering the old house.

"I know you will be nervous, but please believe me." Song Ci said.

"Yeah." Chu Rong nodded.

Although Song Ci said so, Chu Rong was still very nervous.

Song Ci smiled and continued: "Actually, my family gets along pretty well."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chu Rong's answer, he freed the hand close to Chu Rong and held Chu Rong's hand.

Fortunately, Chu Rong's gift is in the other hand, otherwise, it won't be possible to pull it.

Chu Rong felt holding his little cold hand, and took a deep breath: "I believe you."

Song Ci was very happy with Chu Rong's answer. After smiling, he suddenly raised his leg, and then kicked!

The door was kicked open by Song Ci violently, and two young men appeared in front of the eyes.

The two looked as if nothing had happened, and when they saw Song Ci, they were pleasantly surprised and said: "Xiao Ci'er, you are back, my brothers want to kill you."

A gentle young man said he was about to come up and give Song Ci a bear hug, but he was restrained by Song Ci's raised leg.

Song Ci looked at the gentleman and retorted unceremoniously: "I don't believe it. If the fourth brother really misses me so, you won't even call me a single call?"

This gentle man is Song Ci’s fourth brother, named Song Miao, a forensic doctor. He didn’t know what dog he was irritated by a year ago, so he went to a small remote city without making a sound. He also contacted him on weekdays. Not on.

If it weren't for the old man to send someone to stare at him all the time, I'm afraid he would think that this guy died somewhere.