Two years later.

Within a radius of 100 miles, stands a European-style villa, surrounded by lush trees and lawns, surrounding the entire villa in the very center.

Under the light of the setting sun, it is particularly eye-catching. In particular, the crimson pointed roof, which is made of wooden planks and is very Western-style. In addition, the fountain in front of the villa is beating happily, giving people a sense of grandeur entering the palace, and adding a few pieces of paradise comfort.

From above, the boulevard winds down to the villa's main entrance. At this time, a black Maibar was moving towards the villa, and soon, the vehicle reached the courtyard gate, and the white iron gate slid open.

As the car drove into the manor, the dark red villa door was opened, and several well-trained attendants and servants in black and white uniforms walked out, looking respectfully at the approaching vehicle.

At the same time, the villa is a different scene.

It is absolutely unthinkable that under the enthusiastic and unrestrained villa, there is a heart rich in Chinese dignified atmosphere. From the floor of the entrance, the shoe cabinet, the shelves on the wall, to the tables and chairs in the living room, and the chandeliers, they are all mainly made of wood. Very solemn, majestic.

Only the sofa is a European-style pastoral style, with a red strawberry pattern printed on the pink fabric, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment, giving people a strong sense of visual collision.

At this time, on the north side of the sofa, the man is wearing a black hand-cut suit, with slender legs overlapped, black leather shoes that are bright and about to reflect the shadow of a person, and a watch with a blue leather strap on his right wrist. I saw him leaning back on the sofa, his hands staggered on his laps, his eyes closed, his high nose, thin lips, and knife-like cheeks, matching his bronzed complexion. At a glance, people feel admiration and fear in their hearts.

Around the living room, several servants stood like statues.

The whole villa was silent, so quiet that he could clearly hear the second hand on his watch.

On the sofa on the other side, the woman is wearing a slim short skirt with fiery red shoulders, the beautiful scenery on her chest, exquisite curves, fair and bare legs, plus her flaming red lips, deep eyes, and seductive face, which is enough to make people crazy.

At this time, the black Maibar slowly drove through the white arched moon promenade into the villa.

As soon as the car stopped, the waiting attendant had not yet touched the doorknob, and with a touch of the ground, the door was pushed open from the inside.

I saw a girl in a white chiffon shirt and khaki jeans quickly rushing out of the car. Before she could see her clearly, people had already rushed into the villa.

"I'm back." The girl shouted excitedly, threw her backpack on the shelf, changed into slippers and rushed into the living room.

When she saw the men and women hugging each other in the living room, the girl was stunned at first, then smiled slyly, pointed upstairs and said, "I didn't see anything, you continue, continue." With that, the girl walked around the couch and rushed to the third floor.

The man's deep eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her wet clothes against the skin, revealing the pattern of underwear, his throat tightened, and his voice reminded in a low voice: "Go back to the room and wash up first." ”

"Understood, understood." The girl waved at him without looking back.

After the words fell, the girl disappeared at the end of the stairs, and after slipping back to the room to change into house clothes, she left the room in high spirits and trotted to the other end of the corridor.

And with her leaving, the two who were still intimate just now immediately distanced themselves.

"Wow, your uncle actually brought a woman home for the first time." The girl pushed the door open and said in surprise.

Looking at the messy toys on the ground, he suddenly pinched his waist with both hands, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Boy, can you not look like a child who goes to kindergarten, he is obviously 18 years old, and he is still soaking in the pile of toys all day long." ”

"Auntie, please raise your noble hand and close the door first." The boy was speechless, and now he was sitting cross-legged on the floor, and in front of him stood a tower about a meter high, made of cards.

"Stop, please call me Miss Tang." The girl's head ached. Then he slowly closed the door and walked lightly to the place next to him and sat down, stretched out his finger and poked him in the arm.

"Well, who's that downstairs?"

"The woman your husband brought back."

"Heh, of course I know that my husband brought it back, I'm asking you what the woman is about, so that she can bring Pang Jue's kidney deficiency home. It can't be decided, it's a little wife, right? The girl exclaimed, as if it had nothing to do with her.

As her words fell, the one-meter-tall paper tower instantly turned into a pile of corpses.

Looking at the dark color of the boy's face, the girl suddenly stood up: "Ah, by the way, your uncle asked me to call you down for dinner." When the words fell, I saw the cat-like flexible body, quickly opened the door and escaped.

"Tang Xiaotang." The boy roared in the sky, and suddenly filled the entire villa.