Su Yurou's villa is also a duplex, with two rooms on the first floor, a kitchen, and a public bathroom, the hall dining room and the living room, in addition to the sofa and TV, there is also a piano in the living room.

On the second floor, there are three rooms, a study, a guest room, and one is Su Yurou's master bedroom.

"Brother Leng Xuan, come to my room!" As Su Yurou spoke, she took Leng Xuan upstairs,

As soon as he walked to the door of Su Yurou's room, the Baibaojian pendant that Leng Xuan wore on his chest actually had a faint strange feeling, and at the moment, while Su Yurou was not paying attention, he pulled open the collar and took a look, and found that Baibaojian was actually glowing, and he couldn't help but feel shocked, and secretly wondered: "Could it be that Yurou's room also has a treasure of cultivating the truth?"

After entering her room, Su Yurou still didn't let go of her hand, but shook Leng Xuan's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Leng Xuan, look, I painted all the walls on this wall, is it beautiful?"

Leng Xuan was a little absent-minded, but when he heard the words, he came back to his senses and found that the walls of Su Yurou's room were covered with all kinds of oil paintings, mostly based on figures, at a glance, he was really a little dazzled, and he heard Su Yurou say that he painted it himself, so he took a closer look and found that the scenery of the characters on the painting was really lifelike, and he couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect Yurou to paint." Well, that's a nice drawing!"

"Hehe, Brother Leng Xuan, look at this!" As she spoke, Su Yurou lightly pointed to a painting on the bedside.

Leng Xuan turned his head to take a look, and was stunned for a moment, wasn't the picture of a young man fighting with robbers exactly what happened in the bank that day?

Seeing Leng Xuan's stunned expression, Su Yurou smiled sweetly: "Brother Leng Xuan, do I look like you?"

Leng Xuan crossed a warm current in his heart for no reason, he was really moved, a person can paint himself so godlike just from memory, so how deep must his impression be in the mind of this painter? I'm afraid it's into the bone marrow and into the soul, right?

Thinking of this, Leng Xuan smiled softly and said sincerely: "Like, very similar." At this moment, his mood was very excited, and he felt that in this life, if there is such a sister, it is really a kind of favor from God.

Su Yurou let go of Leng Xuan's hand and said, "Brother Leng Xuan, I said I was going to give you something." Wait a minute, I'll get it!" As he spoke, he let go of his hand, walked to the desk he usually used for studying, opened a drawer below, and took out a small box from it.

Su Yurou used two slender fingers to take out the larger ring in the box, handed it to Leng Xuan, and said with a smile: "Well, Brother Leng Xuan, this is for you." ”

Leng Xuan was stunned, and felt the strange feeling coming from the Baibaojian on his chest, which became even stronger, and suddenly understood that the treasure was the pair of rings in front of him, and couldn't help but say with some surprise: "Yurou, this is?"

"This was given to me by my grandmother when she passed away, saying that it was handed down from her ancestors, called the Dragon and Phoenix Spirit Rhino Ring, the big one is called the Dragon Ring, and the small one is called the Phoenix Ring. But I don't know what kind of material it's made of, it's not a precious item!" Su Yurou smiled cutely and said, "I wear the small one, and Brother Leng Xuan wears the big one." ”