To go to Murong Cheng's lair, Mu Zi was emboldened.
The car kept driving into the mountains.
The mountains are vast, the trees are lush, in such a wilderness, it is difficult to imagine that there will be people living.
Car along the mountain road slowly up, Mu Zi finally saw a villa halfway up the hillside, red roof and white walls, bathed in the brilliant autumn sun, as if shrouded in a layer of golden mist, hazy with a dreamy color.
Mu Zi was in a trance for a moment.
Once upon a time, she said to Mu Zenin, want to live on the hillside, the house does not have to be too big, but outside the house should have a large ginkgo tree, every late autumn, the golden leaves will be spread all over the ground, like a layer of soft colorful carpet, even if you fall do not feel pain.
And the roof. The roof should have a terrace, so that she can stay at home every day with nothing to do, watching the sunrise in the morning, the sunset in the evening, and the stars at night.
Mu Zenin smiled and said, "It's not easy to find a house like this."
"If it was easy to find, it wouldn't be a dream." She replied with a smile.
The two had agreed to buy a suitable house if they saw one, but each was too busy after marriage to care.
Mu Zi had also thought about earning enough money to hire someone to build a dream house in the mountains herself, but many things were easier thought than done.
The mountains to build a villa, at least the first to repair the road, even if the road is open, there are electricity, water, network project, after all, Mu Zi just yearning for nature, does not mean that she wants to live in isolation.
This matter was shelved, I did not expect but today, really saw and her dream almost exactly the same house.
The car stopped at the side of the road, and Murong Cheng carried the two of them's luggage inside, while calling Bai Wei at the same time.
He lied without blushing and opened his mouth, saying that Mu Zi was about to take her exams and took her out for a few days to relieve her stress.
While Murong Cheng was on the phone, Mu Zi stood outside in the courtyard surveying the house.
The villa feels brand new, the walls are snow white, there are round arched windows and corner stone masonry, the corners of the walls are crawling and growing unknown vines and small flowers, elegant and cozy.
She looked up and looked at the ginkgo tree next to her.
At this time is not in the late fall, ginkgo leaves yellow and green mixed, the ground is only a shallow layer of fallen leaves.
Is ... it a coincidence?
"Go inside." Murong Cheng had already finished his phone call, he walked over to hold Mu Zi's hand and led her into the house.
There was a small brass bell hanging on the door head, the door opened and the bell jingled with a light and pleasant sound.
Mu Zi then felt that trance, even stronger ...
It was like she was brought into a dream world by Murong Cheng.
He led her to the second floor, to the room shared by the two of them, the large ivory closet was opened, it was full of clothes, half of his, half of hers.
On the wall hangs her picture, on the dressing table there is an unopened lady's skin care products, under the bed is the two slippers.
What was even more rare was that there was a bird's nest style carrier hanging from the hanging rack by the door of the room, obviously prepared for the little crow.
Muyong Cheng's perverted nastiness aside, he was good to her, meticulous and thoughtful in every way.
"This is our home." Murong Cheng embraced her from behind, his jaw resting against the top of her hair, rubbing it intimately, "Do you like it?"
Mu Zi heard her heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump ...
There is a hidden warm current that flows silkily in the heart ...
She stared blankly at everything in the room, her eyes somewhat emptied.
Murong Cheng saw that she was dumbfounded, couldn't help but lose his smile and kissed her on the cheek, "What, touched by me?"
Mu Zi instantly returned to her senses.
"Not at all!" She was slightly annoyed, but her face unknowingly heated up.