Mo Ziyan watched Lu Nianchen and Murong An disappear into her sight side by side. The tears in the eyes, as if they were out of control, were completely out of Mo Ziyan's control, and they couldn't stop flowing out, and the original flawless makeup gradually spread in the bubble of tears.

Mo Ziyan stood motionless, crying as if she was choked by something, but somehow she couldn't make a sound, and then looked at the guests present, Mo Ziyan always felt that everyone was looking at her jokes, pointing at herself, and fainted under this double stimulation, but before fainting, she finally roared out the mouth that was blocked in her chest: "Murong An."

As soon as Lu Nianchen and Murong An walked to the gate of the manor, Lin Xuan drove the car over. Lin Xuan got out of the car, walked quickly to Lu Nianchen, gave Lu Nianchen the car key and said, "Mr. Lu, everything is ready." Lu Nianchen took the key from Lin Xuan's hand, didn't say a word, just took off the white clothes on Murong An's body with some strength and threw it on the ground.

Murong An was stunned at first, but quickly came back to his senses, and said with a little doubt in his tone: "You are so sure of the clothes I am wearing, I will not let you down." Lu Nianchen didn't answer, the smile on his face was enough to make Murong An's little heart accelerate to burst, and Lu Nianchen was already in the car when Murong An was still calming down his emotions, and Murong An quickly got into the car when he saw this.

That mouthful of exhaust gas really choked Lin Xuan enough, and he coughed there. While coughing, he said, "I hope the sky won't fall tomorrow." Lu Nianchen kept stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, and soon arrived at the destination, Murong An, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Lu Nianchen with straight eyes and said jokingly: "You plan to be martyred with me at this speed." Lu Nianchen still just smiled, and at the same time took his tie off his neck and blindfolded Murong An.

got out of the car, walked to Murong An's car door, opened the car door, picked up Murong An and walked towards the more European-style villa.

After entering the house, Murong An could feel that the soft light of the room was caressing him. Lu Nianchen put Murong An down, and after Murong An stood steadily, he said a little coquettishly: "Brother Nianchen, what tricks are you doing?" Lu Nianchen took away Murong An's tie with his eyes open, and the chandelier more than ten meters high in the center of the hall poured down, although the light was soft, but it was still a little uncomfortable for Murong An, who had just regained his light from the darkness, Murong An gently shifted it with his hand, and he was not calm when he saw the photo in the center of the hall.

Running barefoot to the photo that occupies an entire wall, he asked excitedly, "When did you wear our school uniform, and I took this photo." Lu Nianchen looked at Murong An, who was 18 or 9 years old at the time, with his eyes closed, leaning on his shoulder, with a smile on his face, but he was always so clean, spotlessly clean.

Murong An saw that Lu Nianchen didn't answer him, and was just about to continue asking, when he caught a glimpse of the walls of the staircase carpet paved with red rose petals and purple hyacinth flowers hanging with photos of Murong An and Lu Nianchen knowing, knowing, and falling in love with each other.

Murong An happily went upstairs along the petal carpet like a child, pointing to the photos on the wall, and talking about his past with Lu Nianchen.

Lu Nianchen followed behind Murong An, watching quietly like this, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

Entering the bedroom, Murong An thought that there was still a photo of himself inside, but the result was unexpected by Murong An.