In the evening, mu Beihan socialized outside and didn't go home until eight o'clock.

As soon as he answered home, he felt that the atmosphere at home today was not right. In the past, all the lights in the living room were turned on, but today only a few warm lights were turned on in the living room. I don't know who lit the candles on the dining table. The atmosphere in the living room is even more strange.

He frowned and called, "Aunt Zhang."

He stretched out his hand to pull the bathrobe, and suddenly found that the bathrobe was not put in the original position, but he could only call Yan Luoluo: "Luoluo, help me with the bathrobe."

In the middle of the bubble, he suddenly found that the hand-made soap which had been put by the bathtub before had been taken away or used up. Anyway, there was nothing there.

Mu Beihan was really tired and didn't want to go out again. He took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

Forget it.

Mu Beihan

"You..." Mu Beihan turns around and wants to ask if she has taken a bath. Suddenly, she finds that she doesn't know when she has left, and she has taken the door of the bathroom with her.

Mu Beihan walked into the bathroom according to her idea. Sure enough, he saw the hot water in the bathtub. The steaming heat of the hot water blurred the bathroom mirror.

Yan Luoluo frankly admitted: "well, just now I had nothing to do, so I drank a little wine. Go to take a bath. I'll prepare hot water for you."

Mu Beihan looked at her face. When she was close to her, she smelled the fragrance of wine again. She frowned and asked, "did you drink?"

With that, Yan Luoluo took mu Beihan's arm, took him into the room and closed the door.

"Beihan, are you tired? Go and take a bath

"Yes." After answering, mu Beihan just plans to open the door. He puts his hand on the door handle, and suddenly feels that someone inside has turned the handle. Then the door is opened, and a red face appears in front of him.

A woman's voice soon came from the bedroom: "Beihan, are you back?"

He knocked on the bedroom door: "Lolo, it's me."

Mu Beihan took a few more eyes and went to the bedroom door.

I don't know who specially sprinkled rose petals on the stairs. The magnificent red highlights a different kind of beauty on the white seahorse Plush blanket.

Mu Beihan waved to Aunt Zhang and turned to go upstairs.

"Well, I see. You go down."

Smell speech, mu Beihan feel strange, before how didn't hear her say to cultivate inspiration need to do these fancy things?

Aunt Zhang said solemnly, "my wife prepared it. She said it's more conducive to her cultivation of design inspiration. She also specially asked you not to turn on the light when you get home. Oh, by the way, my wife also said that she is waiting for you in the bedroom, so you must go up."

Mu Beihan pointed to all the abnormal things in the living room and asked, "what's the matter? Who made it?"

Aunt Zhang quickly came out and asked, "what can I do for you, sir?"

What he didn't know was that Yan Luoluo had been quietly lying by the door waiting for him to call himself.

Hearing this, she was very happy and answered happily: "good!" He quickly ran to the wardrobe and took out the sexy little cheongsam borrowed from Song Hanlu. The design of the cheongsam is completely different from that of the ordinary cheongsam. Its length is only about one third of that of the ordinary cheongsam. The skirt can cover the hips. The height of the two sides of the cheongsam has been opened to the waist.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yan Luoluo as long as a walk, inside the scenery at a glance.