The dramatic gene suddenly erupted in Wenrou, and Xiao Zhan behind her didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he also cooperated with her. However, the invisible ambiguous atmosphere between the two disappeared a little.

Different from the girlish style decoration in Wenrou's Beijing villa, the decoration here is more retro and gorgeous. If I have to describe it, it is more like French retro style.

The walls are painted with retro green paint, giving people a calm and elegant feeling. There are several oil paintings with gold frames hanging against the wall, which are lifelike portraits.

If you look closely, you will find that the six-year-old girl in the painting is very similar to Wenrou.

The back of the sofa is covered with a white sofa cloth embroidered with dense clusters of vines, on which the vines are blooming with equally dense clusters of flowers and leaves. The colors of these flowers and leaves are bright and eye-catching, forming a sharp contrast with the retro green walls.

The whole space is full of romance and artistic atmosphere, making people feel the unique charm of French style.

The fireplace in the room was quietly turned off because it was not in use.

The last time I came here, I just took a quick glance. Now, taking a closer look, Xiao Zhan feels that the environment here seems to be the set of "Rose Story". The hostess in the room is Huang Yimei. They seem to be in France and have had some sweet times together.

The most Chinese-style things in the room are probably the furniture and its materials, but every detail here exudes luxury and wealth.

The room layout has continued the ancient style, with only some things changing each time the owner of the room moves in, but there has never been any intention to destroy the beauty.

Wenrou stood beside the bed, took a look at the intricate and gorgeous patterns on it, then turned around curiously and looked back at the silent Xiao Zhan.

"I thought you disappeared suddenly. Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?" Wenrou asked curiously.

Xiao Zhan: "I am admiring the decoration here. You know I thought I was doing design. Although I am not an interior designer, the French-style decoration here still has its unique charm."

Wenrou looked around and said, "Yeah, every time I come here, I feel very comfortable living here."

Xiao Zhan: "I finally understand why so many people flock to the entertainment industry. It's really the wealth and fame that are so attractive. Every time I go to your place, I feel that no matter how hard I try, I can't surpass you. After all, I am just an ordinary person."

"Don't worry, I didn't think too much about it. I was just expressing my feelings. Women are not necessarily worse than men. It's not bad that you are better than me." Xiao Zhan added.

Besides, he has never tried to take shortcuts to obtain resources in the entertainment industry, so no matter how famous he becomes in the future, he won’t be able to provide the girl in front of him with a richer life.

She reached out and gently stroked Xiao Zhan's hair, just like he often stroked his own hair. She followed his wishes and did not say anything to comfort him, but used body movements instead of words.

Wenrou actually felt that it was nothing to say it openly. Wenrou once thought that if she were a man and had such wealth, she would not care whether her beloved was rich or poor. As long as the other person had good character and a suitable family, and most importantly, she liked him, that would be enough.

Then your lover doesn't need to add any other additional conditions.

It is still the same now. The other person must be good-looking, have a good personality, a happy family, and outstanding character. Except for the average family conditions, there is really nothing to complain about.

Wenrou is happy to fight for their future. This kind of effort with a goal and direction does not make her feel tired. Instead, she feels energetic and motivated.

After all, people have to have goals. Now I am in the entertainment industry for the sake of music, and I am also fulfilling my dreams step by step and making up for my initial regrets.

After that, she set a new goal. Wenrou still felt fulfilled and worked hard. Even though she still worked from 5 am to midnight, she did not feel tired.

Xiao Zhan felt warm in his heart when seeing the girl comforting him so gently, but he also felt a little guilty. He felt that his "lack of ambition" made her accept it unconsciously, which was actually unfair to her.

She gently put her arm around his neck and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Even if my words are a little inappropriate, I still want to say that I am here. This is a manifestation of gender equality. Men don't have to fight to make money. Women can do it too."

"Well...from now on you will be responsible for looking beautiful, and I will be responsible for making money to support the family."

Without giving Xiao Zhan a chance to speak, he kissed the other person on the lips.

And the other party did not miss the sudden kiss and hugged the girl who took the initiative, and they both responded to each other unconsciously.

What happened next happened naturally, and the two of them fell onto the luxurious bed at the same time.

At some point, their clothes were scattered by the bed. However, the two people in the room didn't care about it at all. They were immersed in each other's world, forgetting the existence of the outside world.

The scattered clothes were just an insignificant detail that could not interrupt their enthusiasm and concentration. At this moment, they only had each other in their hearts, only the endless emotions...

Nine o'clock in the morning, this is the latest alarm tone that Wenrou sets, it is her occasional indulgence.

Wenrou, who hadn't opened her eyes yet, touched the place beside her. Was he already up?

Wenrou opened her eyes completely and saw that the air-conditioning quilt next to her had been tidied up. It seemed that the other party had been up for some time.

At nine o'clock, Wenrou did not stay in bed anymore. After washing and taking care of her skin, she changed into home clothes. Well, in order to cover up some traces, Wenrou put on a loose long-sleeved top and an ankle-length A-line skirt. Finally, she went to the dressing table, put on light makeup, put on a hairband, and then slowly went downstairs.

When she walked to the second floor, Wenrou heard two people talking. She paused and listened quietly. When did her mother come?

God, it was so embarrassing to let my mother know again that I spent the night with my boyfriend.

But Wenrou had already walked to the stairs at the corner of the second and first floors, and it was impossible for her to go back. Besides, she hadn't had breakfast yet, and she couldn't skip it now.

Sooner or later, she would have to face her mother. After Wenrou figured it out, she walked down the stairs rather awkwardly.

Sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor were her boyfriend Xiao Zhan and her mother, who looked very imposing in a white suit.

Wenrou walked over: "Mom, you came so early, have you had breakfast?"

According to her mother's habit, it is time to eat, but Wenrou still asked out of concern to ease her embarrassment.

Lan Rui glanced at her daughter for a few times, and then glanced at Xiao Zhan casually: "I had eaten before coming here. You got up late today, so go have some breakfast first. I'll chat with Xiao Zhan for a while."

She nodded in agreement, then glanced at Xiao Zhan, using her eyes to signal him whether he could handle it. After receiving his affirmative look, she left with peace of mind. Actually, it wasn't possible, but what she had to do now was to put her health first and eat first.

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