The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Tong Yan opened the car, however, did not carry her to the Qing family, but went...

Moxier looked over the familiar scene outside the window and looked back at the god. "Yan Yan, are we not going home?"

"Which home? The place to go now is also home." Tong Yan bent his lower lip and said.

"What did your brother do this?"

Tong Yan just smiled and didn't answer.

The place where she took Moxier was the villa that Moxier came with Tongxi.

The key to the child Xixi has been handed over to her. The intention is to use this as a small family of Moxier and Qingmuchen.

However, when I came last time, there was no one living here.

The design of the house is still in Moxier!

The car continued on the road. After arriving outside the villa, Tong Yan let her get off the bus and waved her hand to the outside of the car window. "Go in! Go in! You will like it here!"

Moxier didn't know what she was doing, but the guess was related to Qing Muchen.

"Yeah." A faint response to her, Moxier turned and pushed the door of the villa.

Tong Yan sat in the car, her hand held the car window and stared quietly at the garden. She looked at it for a while, her lips curled up slightly.

Lost in disbelief, did not know what to think of, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

The window swayed and she slowly left the car quietly.

The villas tonight are very beautifully decorated, and every tree in the garden is hung with a star-shaped lantern.

The quiet lights lingered in the night, the light was not dazzling, but the warmth made the snow in the snow night not seem so cold.

The garden here has been remodeled, not the way Moxier came when he first came, and the flowers and trees were planted a lot.

What surprised Moxier was that a large piece of smog was planted in the garden. In the room where she was in Sicily, Qing Muchen’s disguise of her original tricolor was not good, and one strain was completely destroyed. Replace it with flowers.

The color of the evening fog is very beautiful purple, beautiful and mysterious.

What is the flower language, Moxier does not know.

There are a lot of mists planted in the garden. Under the soft light, the quiet purple is like a glow, and it is dreamy.

Moxier walked step by step in the lighted garden and walked into the hall through the long flower path.

When I entered, Qing Muchen was already in the house.

He is sitting in a restaurant with a hall attached, and a long table with white napkins.

Large and large pieces of rose petals are spread like blankets on a large tabletop. The radiance of the crystal lamps slams down from the top of the head, reflecting the table is also scattered.

There is a large bouquet of roses in the center of the dining table. The variety is beautiful Charlotte. The flowers that are waiting to be placed are placed on the table, and the whole restaurant is rendered full of flowers.

Qing Muchen sat at the table, and Jun's face was as dazzling as the light in the past. His eyes quietly fell in her direction. I don't know whether it was the light effect or the illusion of Moxier. I felt that his eyes were gentle at the moment.

Moxier looked at him stunnedly, and he watched him for a few seconds, and his eyes moved along the villa's restaurant one by one.

She glanced at the living room and turned to the stairs when she shook.

This villa has been completely renovated, and every place in the house is decorated according to the original effect designed by Moxier!

He personally renovated it?