Chapter 114: The Villa
Gu Chengxue smiled, then pulled Cui Qian to open the door of the main villa, and the two walked in together.
This is a very luxurious hall, the intricate lighting but the cold light, the four high walls cast dark shadows on the soft carpet, through the wide but deserted long corridor, the eyes of the famous people in the famous paintings on both sides seem to be able to grasp people's hearts, but the expensive decoration can not hide the oppression and coldness of the house.
"Well, this decoration style is a little cold." Choi Qiandao.
Gu Chengxue spread her hands: "I can't help it, who makes my mother like this, except for the public areas are decorated in this cold tone." Okay, let's go straight to the second floor, there's a room there. โ
Cui Qian nodded.
"This mother-in-law is a little dark in her heart..."
The two then went up to the second floor.
On the second floor, there are six rooms scattered across the board, facing each other and three rooms in a row.
"Well, this is room number one, my exclusive room. As for you... Whatever, oh, I forgot to tell you, the people here are all anti-theft, oh, I heard that they can be bulletproof. โ
"Nima!!"
Cui Qian, who was still a little cautious, wilted in an instant, Gu Chengxue didn't know his careful thoughts, and snorted coldly: "If you dare to mess around, I will... I'm just..."
"What about you? Don't... You're going to give me a baby and let me change diapers every day?! โ
"Oh NO!!"
Cui Qian pretended to be frightened and said to Gu Chengxue.
"Fuck off!" Gu Chengxue glared at him angrily: "If you dare to mess around, I will ignore you." โ
In fact, Gu Chengxue originally wanted him to kneel on the washboard, but after thinking about it, "Isn't this too dark-bellied, people are good girls." โ
I have to say that some of Gu Chengxue's potential dark hearts seem to be awakening...
"Daughter-in-law, where's the key to the room? I'll go clean it up first. Cui Qiandao.
"Wait a minute." Gu Chengxue ran back to her room, and then took a key to Cui Qian: "You go by yourself, I, clean your room a little." โ
Tao Bao looked up at Su Nuan's No. 2 room.
Scattered on the floor, there were eerie salty wet tissues, a small nene on the balcony with female pigment fluttering shyly, and a few curvatures of black lace/silk BRa.....
Gu Chengxue's face turned red and immediately closed the door.
The corners of Cui Qian's mouth twitched: "Didn't she say that she had never lived here?" Looks like there's something you're hiding from me... Hey? โฆ No, didn't she say it was her mom who laid it out for her... So just now those were Xiaoxue's mother......"
Cui Qian: "........."
Hold back your inner excitement... Bah... Bunker mood, then came to the door of the room.
He opened the door with the key.
The moment the door was opened, a faint fragrance rushed to the face.
VIA Nylon.
A high-grade perfume made in France, full of aristocratic temperament and traditional romance, representing a high-grade temperament. (I don't know...) Don't you take the things in the novel too seriously^3^)
Cui Qian can be sure that this residual perfume smell is midnight flight.
"Hmm, it seems that Xiaoxue's mother is quite tasteful."
Entering the room, Cui Qian took a look.
The whole room was cleaned up and almost spotlessly clean.
There was nothing in the room, except for a photo on the bedside table.
Cui Qian walked over, picked up the photo, glanced at it, and was slightly surprised.
In the photo, a little girl with a bare buttocks, a small ** on her head, naked all over, and a red little face It is not difficult to see that this is a standard beauty embryo, look at the back of the photo, and suddenly Cui Qian almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood.
Because it says "Cher... Damn!! โ
"Emma, I've been eating chicken, I'm not going to be killed, right?!" Cui Qian said with some fear.
Quickly hid the photo, Cui Qian looked at the door with a thief's heart, and saw Gu Chengxue standing at the door looking at him fixedly.
Cui Qian: "......"
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"Poof~"
Cui Qian almost didn't vomit blood.
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Lao Tzu didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today.