Fortunately, no one bought it in the entire S City, which saved the Luo family's face.
It is said that this place is used for holidays by some bigwig-level figures.
But thinking about it, Teng Zihang's family is so good, it's quite normal to be able to live in a house here.
Then he lives here with such a high profile, isn't he afraid that someone will doubt his identity and background
Luo Liyan narrowed her eyes slightly, looking curiously at the man beside her.
"You think it's strange that a little psychiatrist like me can live here?" Teng Zihang raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then parked the car in the garage.
Then he got out of the car without giving her a chance to answer.
He bent over and carried her out, not even bothering to take the wheelchair, so he led her into the villa.
The overall decoration of his house is very cold, different from the mask he usually wears, and more in line with his real personality.
Indifferent and abstinent.
The three tones of black, white and gray are not only empty, but also give people a feeling of depression.
In such an environment, Luo Liyan's breathing became a little short.
"Aren't there any patients in your house who complain that they can't control their emotions after they come?" she asked.
Teng Zihang didn't answer her question, but went to the side table and casually took out a file from the file board above.
"Since today is here, let's do a basic psychological investigation first?" He leaned lazily on the high chair, turning the black pen around his fingertips.
Under the dazzling crystal lamp, his whole body looked particularly soft, and he was still the kind that could shine.
But no matter how throbbing my heart is, I can't change my uncontrollable desire to smash this place.
It's really too much space, giving people a particularly sense of nothingness and panic.
"Doctor Teng really does his best." Taking a deep breath, and forcefully suppressing the agitation in his heart, Luo Liyan couldn't help but sneer.
"No way, you are my only patient now. Of course, a single seedling must be taken care of carefully, what if it breaks." Teng Zihang said with a smile.
But this time the smile was no longer a hypocritical comfort.
This made Luo Liyan subconsciously feel that what he said was somewhat ambiguous, as if he was teasing himself on purpose.
But the uncontrollable emotions in her heart made her unable to determine the answer.
I always feel that I am too eager to finish the task, so that there is a wrong cognition.
"Whatever Doctor Na Teng wants to ask, just ask." Luo Liyan sat limply on the sofa.
The questions Teng Zihang asked were not new. The most important thing was to focus on what happened in the past two days. Did she have any thoughts of taking any drastic actions
Luo Liyan replied lazily, her gaze fell on his slender and straight legs.
The high-end custom-made suit pants have the ironed edge seams perfectly, exposing the sharp lines like a blade, giving people a feeling that the legs are soft.
Although she doesn't know if a man's legs can be used to play with her legs, Luo Liyan thinks that one year is definitely enough for her to play with these legs.
She swallowed her saliva, and her gaze followed the line of the leg a little bit upwards.
However, he was stunned halfway, and then hurriedly turned his gaze to continue swimming up.
His waist is also pretty, looking at it makes me want to hug him.
Especially when being strangled by a belt, it makes one's fingers itch uncontrollably, and one wants to pull it.
Maybe it was because her gaze was too eager, Teng Zihang moved his body a little uncomfortably under the stare.