Chapter 167: It's Too Late

I'm really angry with her.

The joy of reunion after a long absence was also wiped out by his coldness, and although he knew that the little madman might be such a character, he couldn't help but be angry.

"It's going home." Back to the home of the two of them, the home he had furnished.

Xin Youci wanted to talk to him, "Go back to my home, Fat Li is still waiting for me." ”

He was so angry that he pursed his lips into a straight line and stopped talking.

The two were speechless for a while.

Driving to the villa, Xin Youci was stunned.

This beautiful single-family bungalow is very similar to the one in Liangzhou, and she looked at it distractedly, evoking a lot of memories in the corner. Dumbfounded, Mu Ji took her hand, and he led her in.

The branches of the pear tree at the door are luxuriant, and the wind blows with a burst of fragrance, and the mottled shadows fall to the ground, and the buildings are shaking.

After walking in, Xin Youci found that it was still different, this bungalow was more upscale and more exquisite, there was a rose garden in the back, a small herbal medicine field, and a small pavilion was built next to it, you can drink tea and take a nap.

She tilted her head to look at Mu Qi, wanting to praise him for being very attentive, but found that he was watching her the whole time, and his eyes were deep, so that she didn't dare to look more.

“…… Go to the second floor and have a look. Avoiding his stoic and scorching gaze, Xin Youci walked quickly to the stairs leading to the second floor.

According to common sense, the second floor is basically a study and a bedroom, but she looked down all the way, and there were a lot of study rooms, some were full of books, some were covered with carpets, and some were for her to pack up herbs, until she went to the innermost point, which was the bedroom.

"Just one?" She pushed the door open and asked casually.

“…… Well, it was renovated when I bought it. Mu Ji's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he lied.

In fact, he personally drew the design drawings and supervised the construction of the small bungalow, and even the furniture was put into great care.

In the bedroom, an oversized bed stands out, flanked by a glass window with white curtains. Towards the end of the evening, the slanting sunset sprinkled on the pure black sheets, there is an indescribable charm of beauty.

However, Xin Youci only felt that she was pretending to know nothing now, and she hadn't found anything, wasn't it a little, too late.

“…… After reading it, I'll go back first, fat away...... It also needs to be taken care of. "I'm sorry for Fat Li, she can't say some words.

"Hungry?" Mu Qi did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows, not knowing what to answer.

"Wait here, I'll cook, someone has already sent to pick it up." This seemed casual, but as she was about to step out of the room, she completely closed the door and locked it.

Xin Youci fiddled with the door lock a few times, and then didn't bother to open it anymore. If the little madman really wants to lock her up, either the lock won't be opened, or there will be other mechanisms waiting for her.

Sighing, lying on the bed, unexpectedly soft, unconsciously looking at the ceiling above his head, still feeling that today's encounter is fantastic and incredible.

The little madmen are all here, what's the point of her not leaving.

Looking at the large roses downstairs through the window, the mood suddenly opened up and was very comfortable. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

When he woke up, it was already dark, and the little madman sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her intently, "What time is it?" ”

Because I just woke up, I unconsciously spoke with a nasal voice, which was delicate and charming.

Mu Qi lowered his eyelashes, hiding the fiery obsession in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "...... Ten o'clock. ”