The car quickly got on the elevated road.
The more you drive, the more remote you get.
Gradually moving away from buildings and roads, and after another half an hour, Xia Bohe faintly saw a lush manor with dense trees.
Through the car window, she faintly parted her red lips.
The description in the novel entered my mind instantly.
This entire area covers an area of more than 2,000 square meters, all of which are private residential areas.
Luo Tianlin's parents and grandfather lived here, and it was a luxurious villa owned by the Luo family.
It is said that it took three years from the designer to the construction.
In addition to the main housing area, there are also orchards, golf courses, and private collection exhibition halls that Mr. Luo loves.
Not long after, Xia Bohe saw a silver-gray helicopter with rigid and smooth lines parked on the roof of the three-story villa.
When the car turned a corner, clusters of bright red or bright yellow roses of various colors spread all over the driving path, caught the eye, and filled the right area of the entire villa. They were transported from the French manor and carefully served by the gardener.
The more you look at it, the more startled you become.
Everywhere is enough to make the poor shed tears.
In Xia Bohe's previous life, she was a proper poor girl, and couldn't help but secretly pinched the soft flesh beside her ear with her index finger.
hiss-
"Go back to my house to have dinner with grandpa tonight." Luo Tianlin glanced at her who was about to stick to the glass, and spoke softly.
Letting her go home every month is like putting her to death.
Except for necessary family dinners, he didn't bother to look for her.
"Well, shall we stay overnight?"
Xia Bohe turned her small face, it was actually red, and her eyes were twinkling non-stop.
All excited.
In her previous life, she had never acted as a young lady, nor lived in a villa.
Not once!
Luo Tianlin was quite surprised, and closed the pad in front of him with his fingers, "Do you want to stay overnight?"
Before letting her stay for one night, she would cry and scream, as if if he stayed, he would do something to her like a wolf.
She doesn't want to every time.
And if she went back to his house in the urban area, she was even more unwilling to live with him, and only hoped that he would work overtime at the company or stay in another place.
"Uh-huh."
Xia Bohe nodded eagerly, her little face showing some hope.
Time travel is not in vain!
I don’t know the difference between the beds in the villas of the rich!
Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows slightly, "I won't go to the company today."
Xia Bohe blinked, "Then stay here..."
What if you time travel back when you close your eyes
She closes her eyes tonight and wants to have a good experience!
Luo Tianlin pinched the space between his eyebrows, "It's up to you."
But his cold eyes glanced at her lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but think of her physical pain in school just now, and her resolute facial lines relaxed a little.
"As long as you keep your mouth shut."
Their relationship is not compatible, and the fake couple behind the scenes is hiding it from the family, especially Mr. Luo, who is almost eighty years old and has had a stroke.
"Okay!" Xia Bohe readily agreed.
When the car came to a complete stop, Assistant Chen immediately got out of the car, trotting to open the car door for them.
And Xia Bohe stepped on a whole piece of cut granite marble at the door, looking at the faint golden lines on the ground, as well as the all-glass transparent first-floor hall and spiral staircase inside the villa gate, she felt dizzy for a moment.
"Master, young mistress."
The well-dressed housekeeper and four waiters stood in two rows and spoke in unison.
Xia Bohe snapped, her legs went limp, and she almost knelt down.
But she adapts to the situation and abruptly grabs the powerful arm of the tall man beside her.
Luo Tianlin's eyes changed, and his voice was low and hoarse, "What tricks are you playing again?"
Xia Bohe wanted to cry.
She didn't, she wasn't, don't talk nonsense.
She was just intimidated.
Emma, the little heart of the poor.
"I don't have the strength..." she said bitterly.
"..."
Luo Tianlin's temples throbbed.