659 Qiushui Jiayuan
11 p.m. local time in France.
A black, low-key luxury car drove towards the wealthy area.
The houses on both sides of the street are Ottoman buildings with a unique style.
The five- to seven-storey white sand composite building, rectangular windows with stone framed edges, and typical classical-style wrought iron balconies look elegant and luxurious in the halo of street lamps.
The black sedan drove for about 20 minutes and stopped outside the big iron gate of a mansion, and the hidden sensor scanned the license plate, and the iron door automatically opened slowly after successful authentication.
The headlights swept to the house number on the wall, on which a string of numbers and the name of the mansion were faintly visible.
The roughly translated meaning is-
3976, Qiushui Jiayuan.
The car drove in for another five or six minutes before it arrived.
The return of the owner has brought the entire mansion, which has been silent for a long time, back to life.
The street lamps along the low steps are all lit, and the gurgling water in the fountain flows down the handmade sculpture building in the middle, and the whole mansion looks like a castle with a mysterious halo from a distance.
Shi Yan and Sheng Kite got out of the car.
The driver bowed slightly and drove away.
Shi Yan took Sheng Kite's hand and walked her inside, the house was brightly lit and quiet, there was no one, but everything was spotless, and it was obvious that it had been cleaned regularly.
It was a flight from Beijing to France for nearly ten hours, and the two of them had dinner on the plane.
Shi Yan glanced at the time, turned around and asked Sheng Yuan, "Are you hungry?" β
Sheng Yuan thought for a moment, "A little. β
He asked her for her opinion, "Okay, is it okay to have tomato egg noodles?" β
Sheng Yuan nodded, "Okay." β
Shi Yan took Sheng Kite to the living room, turned on the TV and then tuned to the domestic channel, the TV is probably an intelligent system, and when the screen lights up, a cheerful and cheerful tone emerges from the stereo "Master, welcome home~"
Shi Yan put the remote control in Sheng Kite's hand.
"It'll be fine in a while."
After speaking, he entered the kitchen, and when he opened the refrigerator to take the ingredients from inside, the display light on the refrigerator door that looked like a pair of eyes lit up, and then a sentence sounded-
"Master, you're finally back~"
in the living room.
Sheng Kite slowly looked at the living room.
Typical French dΓ©cor style, with a more restrained theme tone.
On the other wall is a carved marble fireplace with a carpet in front of the fireplace, facing a set of leather sofas in a slightly cool color.
Sheng Kite marked the style in the house with the Shi Yan.
After sitting in the living room for a while, she walked to the kitchen door, pushing through the glass door, and inside she was adding noodles to a boiling pot, and chopped tomatoes were placed on the cutting board next to her.
The central constant temperature in the room was turned on, and Shi Yan wore a thin black sweatshirt, in order to facilitate the cuffs to be rolled up, revealing a white arm with a sense of strength, his movements were familiar and fluent, and the appearance of hanging his eyelashes and paying attention to the situation of the noodles had a few traces of calm youth.
Yu Guang noticed her, Shi Yan turned his head, and told her in a gentle voice, "Three minutes." β
In fact, it was very fast, but because I didn't want Sheng Kite to wait, I still unconsciously sped up my speed.
Three minutes later.
Shi Yan carried two bowls of tomato and egg noodles and put them on the table.
Sheng Kite took the chopsticks and took a bite.
On the other side, Shi Yan looked at her with some apprehension.
Sheng Kite looked up, "It's delicious." β
Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them quietly lowered their heads to eat noodles, Shi Yan was not very hungry, most of the time he was looking at Sheng Yuan, he put a box of tissues in Sheng Yuan's hand.
"Thank you."
Sheng Kite pulled out one and just wiped his mouth.
"You're welcome~"
A cheerful voice came from the tissue box she had at hand.
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