Chapter 207: 0207.Attack, Little Furball (11)

The car sped smoothly down the road.

The scenery outside the car was fleeting and fleeting, without attracting the slightest attention from the people in the car.

The pet bag is left alone.

Su Yu didn't enjoy the fun of the pets trembling under his hands as usual, but opened the partition and stared at the side face of Song Qing's car.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, white gloves, it is extraordinary. Sitting upright, looking straight ahead, very serious.

The smile on the corner of his mouth has never disappeared, and he is still such a gentle gentleman.

Su Yu couldn't help but look a little obsessed.

Because Song Qing was driving, she could be unscrupulous.

Su Yu's eyes at this time were not as gentle as before, they were crazy and persistent, full of desire to take Song Qing for themselves.

Anyone who is stared at by such a sick gaze will have a chill down his spine and be creepy.

But Song Qing drove smoothly as if he didn't notice it.

Su Yu's travel plan was interrupted, and what Su Yu gave to Song Qing was the address to go back to the villa directly.

The villa was set up by Su Yu's parents when they were alive, and it is located in a scenic spot in the suburbs, with green trees, verdant and dripping, and the scenery is infinitely good.

It was purchased in the year Su Yu was born and completed a year later.

They want their little princess's childhood to be away from the hustle and bustle of the city, pollution.

Su Yu's parents were famous philanthropists in their time, and they also made great contributions to the city, and they were supported by many people.

When they first bought this place, many aristocratic families followed suit and bought land in the surrounding area.

You don't have to be a place to stay, but you can also be a place to relax for a leisurely moment.

However, when Mr. Su and Mrs. Su died, it was a matter of people who went to tea and cooled, and no one cared.

Only Su Yu still insisted on living in the villa that belonged to her.

The green countryside reflects the desolation.

Song Qing didn't pay too much attention anymore.

The car stopped in front of the villa, and the openwork iron door slowly opened.

If Yunying is awake, she can find that the villa now is completely different from the one she came out of this morning!

The lawn in front of the villa is well repaired, and a layer of faint golden light is scattered on the villa, like a majestic castle.

It wasn't the dark, cold, cage-like haunted house she lived in.

The car slowly drove into the garage.

Before getting out of the car, Su Yu asked, "Sir, do you have any unfinished work?" ”

In speech, the hint is obvious.

Song Qing shook his head.

Su Yu smiled elegantly, handed Yunying's pet bag to the housekeeper who was already waiting aside, and walked towards the villa.

Song Qing followed.

The housekeeper walked out through the other exit with the pet bag.

Mr. has seen this little black dog, so naturally he can't dispose of it directly.

Crisp footsteps rang out in the hallway.

No longer as cold and terrifying as before, the empty hallway was covered with sunlight.

Warm sunlight is shining from all directions.

Yes, it turns out that this villa has windows.

And there are many of them.

The sunlight is almost pervasive, illuminating the dark villa as bright as the blue sky and white sun.

Su Yu wanted to take Song Qing directly to her room, but after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong.

changed the direction, walked through the corridor, and took Song Qing to the living room.

When you enter the living room, you will be greeted by a huge portrait that occupies almost an entire wall.

Song Qing didn't know much about the painter, and he didn't know the signature in the lower corner of the painting.

But he felt like it was a famous man.