However, the car driven by Tong Yan did not take her to Qing's house, but to
Mo Xi'er turned her head and glanced at the familiar scenery outside the window. After coming back to her senses, she was stunned, "Yan Yan, aren't we going home?"
"Which home should I go to? The place I am going to now is also my home." Tong Yan said with her lower lip slightly bent.
"Your brother asked you to do this?"
Tong Yan just smiled and didn't answer.
The place she took Mo Xi'er to was the villa where Mo Xi'er and Tong Xi Yao came together last time.
The keys to Tong Xiyao have been given to her, and she plans to use this place as a small home for Mo Xier and Qing Muchen.
However, when I came last time, no one lived here at all.
The design drawings of the house are still with Mo Xier!
The car continued to drive on the road. After arriving outside the villa, Tong Yan asked her to get out of the car and waved to her outside the car window, "Go in! Go in! You will like it here!"
Mo Xier had no idea what she was up to, but he guessed it was related to Qing Muchen.
"Yes." Mo Xi'er responded to her lightly, turned around and opened the door of the villa.
Tong Yan sat in the car, holding the window with her hands and staring at her quietly for a while as she walked into the garden, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.
She lost her mind and didn't know what she thought of. Her eyes suddenly dimmed again.
Rolling up the window, she slowly started the car and left quietly.
The villa was decorated very beautifully tonight, with hollow star-shaped lanterns hanging on every tree in the garden.
The quiet lights dimly glowed in the night. The light was not dazzling, but it was so warm that the air on the snowy night seemed not so cold.
The garden here has been renovated. It is not what it was when Mo Xier came here. Many flowers and trees have been planted.
To Mo Xi'er's surprise, there was a large field of evening mist flowers planted in the garden. In her room in Sicily, Qing Muchen disliked the pansy she originally planted because it had a bad meaning, so she destroyed all the pansies. , instead of flowers.
The flower color of Xiwu is a very beautiful purple, so beautiful and mysterious.
Mo Xier didn't know what the language of flowers was.
There are a lot of evening mist planted in the garden. Under the soft light, the quiet purple patches seem to glow, hazy and dreamy.
Mo Xier walked step by step in the dimly lit garden, walked through the long flower path and entered the hall.
When he entered, Qing Muchen was already in the room.
He was sitting in the dining room connected to the hall. The long dining table was covered with white napkins.
Large swaths of rose petals of various colors were spread on the large table like a tapestry, and the light of the crystal lamp fell from above the head, reflecting the dining table as if it was also scattering light.
A large bouquet of roses was placed in the center of the dining table. The variety was beautiful Charlotte. The budding flowers were in full bloom on the dining table, making the entire restaurant overflowing with floral fragrance.
Qing Muchen was sitting at the dining table, his handsome face as dazzling as ever under the light. His eyes fell quietly in her direction. I don't know if it was the effect of the light or Mo Xi'er's illusion, but she felt that his eyes were a little gentle at this moment.
Mo Xi'er stared at him blankly, and looked at him for a few seconds. Her eyes moved along the dining room of the villa one by one.
She glanced around the living room and was shocked when she turned to the stairs.
This villa has been completely renovated, and every place in the house has been decorated according to the renderings designed by Mo Xier himself!
Did he decorate it himself