"What's going on with entering the dream realm?" Han Shumo saw a bigger mystery after a mystery. This made him more interested in everything Mengxi said than he did today.

Mengxi still looked calm: "Are you free at night?"

Han Shumo was stunned.

Nalan Mingyang was also stunned!

"Come and sleep at my house. Four words, Mengxi said unusually naturally, without the slightest shyness or crampedness.

Han Shumo and Nalan Mingyang were stunned for three seconds at the same time, and said in unison:

"Good. ”

"No ————"

Nalan Mingyang immediately stood between Han Shumo and Mengxi, stretched out his hand and pushed Han Shumo's chest, a little crazy, but not crazy, En, he is also a beautiful man, he can't be crazy.

Crazy disfigurement.

He turned his head, gritted his teeth and forced himself to go crazy, and looked at Mengxi with a pleasant face: "Sister, you can't let boys go to your house." ”

"I don't think so. Mengxi said naturally.

"I think it's okay too. Han Shumo also said calmly.

"Of course you think it's okay!" Nalan Mingyang still couldn't hold back, and Han Shumo roared frantically. Which boy will feel that there is a problem when he goes to a girl's house? Especially if he is invited by a girl, he will go immediately!

Han Shumo looked at Nalan Mingyang suspiciously: "Nalan, what are you excited about?"

"Because she's my cousin!I'm going to keep her safe!I can't just let a strange boy into her house!" Nalan Mingyang pointed out loudly and solemnly.

Han Shumo is still calm: "I'm not a strange boy. ”

"yes, he's not, he's my vice president. "Dream Xihe.

"Shut up!" Nalan Mingyang turned around and pointed at Mengxi's face, "You're a girl, don't you think there's a problem with inviting boys to sleep at your house at night?!"

Mengxi thought about it sideways, then turned his face back to look at him: "Don't you sleep in my house too?"

"I'm the same! I'm your cousin!" Nalan Mingyang was completely mad, and his neck turned red with a roar.

"Are you sleeping in Mengxi's house?" Han Shumo twisted his eyebrows slightly, looking at Nalan Mingyang, who was blushing and thick-necked, his face was more solemn, and he looked at Mengxi seriously, "Then you have to lock the door." ”

Nalan Mingyang turned his head suddenly: "Han Shumo, what do you mean?"

Han Shumo looked at Nalan Mingyang with heavy eyebrows: "Although you are cousins, you are very far away in blood, so you are also a strange boy to Mengxi." ”

Nalan Mingyang was instantly speechless and stood still.

Mengxi pushed away the petrified Nalan Mingyang and looked at Han Shumo: "Are you okay at night?"

"No, what time should I come?" Han Shumo took the sleeping Xijia very seriously.

"It's convenient for you, if you have a habit of cleanliness, bring your own bedding. Mengxi reminded.

Han Shumo expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for the reminder, I will bring good things and not trouble you." ”

"Do you know where I live?" Mengxi reminded.

"Yes, the old mansion, it's close. "Han Shumo has seen the Mengxi Archive.

The two of them naturally asked and answered generously, completely ignoring Nalan Mingyang.

"I'll see you in the evening, and I'll reveal the secret to you then. Mengxi said with a smile.

Han Shumo's calm eyes trembled: "Looking forward to it." ”

How did Mengxi get into Mu Sixuan's dream?hypnosis?but not quite like that. Because Mengxi shouldn't go to Mu Sixuan's house. Thinking about it like this, Han Shumo was really looking forward to it, and unconsciously, his heartbeat became a little faster, he hadn't felt so excited for a long time.

Nalan Mingyang has been standing, and when he came back to his senses, where were Mengxi and Han Shumo.

Kneeling, he hugged his head, between him and Mengxi, why is there an extra Han Shumo! Moreover, they seem to have a tacit understanding!

The golden twilight shines into the Dream Mansion through the colorful stained glass, illuminating the Dream Mansion in a dreamy way, and the entire Mansion is as unreal as if it were a huge dream.

"Lao Qi! You take care of Xiaoxi! You can't just take any boy home! You still have to sleep here! Do you think I should object?" Nalan Mingyang decided to change his strategy.

Although he felt that Birch made him a little hairy, he could tell that Mengxi listened to Birch.

Birch stirs the spoon elegantly, and the rich aroma of borscht fills the spacious kitchen.

"Miss, it's inconvenient for me to say more. The boys brought back by the young lady are all guests of the Dream Mansion, so I can only entertain them well. Birch smiled charmingly, dreamy in the golden twilight.

The indisputable beauty of androgynous made Nalan Mingyang look at it for a while, and he was a little in a trance.

"No, it's not, Mengxi still listens to you. Nalan Mingyang came back to his senses and was a little anxious.

Birch looked at Nalan Mingyang with a smile: "Young Master Nalan, Miss Mengxi is very charming, you want to build a high wall around her to block others from approaching, you can't." Instead of doing such meaningless things, it is better to work hard to improve your charm, Miss Mengxi prefers a more mature man. Birch smiled slightly, and in his purple eyes like stars, there was deep wisdom.

Nalan Mingyang was stunned and opened his mouth.

"Miss Mengxi's guest is here. Birch put down the spoon and looked at the black sedan parked outside the iron gate of the mansion, and it seemed that he had prepared an extra steak tonight.

Nalan Mingyang looked out the window and saw Han Shumo getting out of the car. This bastard! came so early?!Do you want to be so positive?!

"Ding-dong. When the doorbell rang, Mengxi opened the door, and Nalan Mingyang rushed out quickly, and the soles of his feet were still slippery because of the shiny floor tiles of the old mansion.

"Han Shumo, do you want to come so early!" Nalan Mingyang shouted.

The moment Han Shumo stepped into the door of the Dream Mansion, he was attracted by the special charm of the antique style of the Dream Mansion in the thirties. The beams of light were dyed in a rainbow of light, and the light was strange.

It's beautiful......

Han Shumo seemed to see a woman from the Republic of China wearing a cheongsam, standing elegantly in front of him, beautiful and incomprehensible.

Sisi envy overflowed Han Shumo's eyes, he likes old objects, because behind old objects, there is an unknown story waiting for people to explore.

And his mature and calm temperament is also at this moment, very naturally integrated into this old mansion, as if he was a boy of that era, standing in his own home.

Modern urban cement bungalows, he doesn't like.

And here, he has a feeling of coming home.

Birch leaned against the door on the side of the mansion and looked at Han Shumo with a smile.

The boy brought back by Mengxi is very culturally rich, and he is a boy who is knowledgeable and can really help Mengxi in the future.

Well, his lovely young lady's eyes are really good.

"Smack!" Han Shumo's driver gently put a large suitcase at the door and saluted Mengxi: "Miss Mengxi, our young master will entrust it to you." Thank you. ”

Mengxi was stunned for a moment, raised her eyebrows and looked at the suitcase beside Han Shumo, uh...... Isn't that meant to be ......

"Han Shumo, do you still want to live for a long time———— someone has already shouted frantically.

The corners of Han Shumo's mouth, in the dreamy sunshine of the Dream Mansion, raised a favorite smile.