Chapter 394

White wall and blue top, ginger foam two favorite colors, a little Mediterranean flavor, bathing in the afterglow of the sunset, is very warm.

Mo Jingtian holds her hand and enters the house.

The living room is the idyllic style that Jiang Mo likes recently. It is very spacious. The French window is facing the green lawn outside the room. On the plain gray sofa, there are bright yellow pillows. On the upper right side of the sofa, there is a pot of ivy. The vine climbs downward. The oil green is pleasant.

The wind blows gently, the white curtain moves, and the ivy leaves quiver, quiet and beautiful.

"You made all this?" Jiang Mo was so surprised.

Everything here, all with her aesthetic and preferences.

"The place has been selected for a long time, and some time has been spent on the decoration. Let's show you the other rooms. " Mo Jingtian takes her upstairs directly.

The first floor is the kitchen and dining room, and then the guest room. There is nothing to visit.

"This is your piano room. You can rest assured that the sound insulation effect is provided by a professional team."

Jiang Mo looked at the room with more than 100 square meters and stood at the door, some of whom did not dare to enter.

In the middle is a nine foot white Steinway piano, which is almost the dividing line. On the left are Western instruments, such as violin, Cello and harp. On the right are Chinese musical instruments, such as zither, pipa, Xiao, Cuan, erhu and so on.

The space is extremely spacious, each instrument lies quietly in their place.

Jiang Mo was surprised and couldn't move. She had never seen such a piano room.

When I was in Ancheng, there was such a piano room in muruan's villa. There were also many kinds of musical instruments in it. However, compared with this one, the space and types of musical instruments were inferior.

The most important thing is, it's not her piano room, it's Mu Rao's.

"These When did you prepare all this? " Jiang Mo looked at the spacious and bright piano room and asked stupidly.

"We started to prepare when we were still in Ancheng." Mo Jingtian put his hands on her shoulder and looked at her excited appearance. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "go in and have a good look. What's missing? Tell me. I don't have any research on musical instruments."

Jiang Mo stepped in excitedly. First, he sat on the bench and played a brilliant chapter with his fingers. Then he touched the violin and played a section of canon.

She never let go of any musical instrument that she knew, and tried it all.

She is like a child who gets candy. She shuttles in the piano room excitedly. Her face is full of the most primitive and real smile.

Clear eyes as if with light, shiny.

Ink Jingtian against the wall, deep eyes only in front of the girl.

If he knew she would be so happy, he would have brought her here earlier.

"Mo Jingtian, where did you buy these musical instruments? That is great! Especially the violin. I saw it on the news a few years ago. I heard that it was taken away by a famous violinist for five million. How can it be here? "

Jiang Mo grabs Mo Jingtian's arm and asks excitedly.

"Didn't you go on a business trip to Wall Street for a while? Just when I had a chance, I bought it back. " Mo Jingtian put his hands on her waist and explained with a smile.

"Thank you. I love it so much that I want to put a bed near the piano and I'll sleep here." Jiang Mo said excitedly.

Mo Jingtian's eyes narrowed slightly and immediately took ginger foam's wrist and walked out of the piano room.

Act decisively and without hesitation.

Jiang Mo didn't know what happened before he heard the click of the door closing.

She felt that her brain was not enough. "What's the matter?"

Mo Jingtian leaned over and trapped people between the wall and his chest, staring at her eyes, "do you want to sleep with these musical instruments, let me alone guard the empty room?"

Ginger foam this just reacts to come over, just what she said in piano room.

"That's what I said. Are you serious?" It's hard to laugh or cry at his serious appearance.

"Take it seriously, of course. You can't even have such a dangerous idea." Mo Jingtian said seriously.

Joke, if she goes to the piano room to sleep, isn't he going to be alone?

Jiang Mo was speechless, but a sly light flashed through her eyes, "if I really want to sleep in the piano room?"

Weisha's voice is full of different sexiness, just like a hook, tickling people's hearts.

Self control this kind of thing, ink Jingtian in the face of ginger foam, directly return to zero.

"If you are not good, you should be punished."

The deep voice is gorgeous and sexy like a cello. It rings in ginger foam's ear, and the warm breath instantly dyed her white neck.

Is the ginger foam lost consciousness, ink Jingtian straight kiss up.

Long drive straight in, very overbearing, do not give ginger foam resistance room.

In the corridor on the second floor, the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Originally, Mo Jingtian took Jiang Mo to visit his new home that he had been preparing for a long time. Since seeing Jiang morwo's villa in muruan in Ancheng, he began to look for a suitable house and a professional team.It took him more than half a year to design, decorate and add these musical instruments.

Originally, she was going to take Jiang Mo to their new home and give her a surprise to make her happy. However, the plan did not change quickly. They only looked at the piano room. The next time, they spent in the harmonious movement in their eyes.

From the corridor to the piano room.

The bench and the piano offer the two infinite possibilities.

Jiang Mo thinks that she can't face the piano room any more.

At ten the next morning, Jiang opened his eyes.

Light blue linen curtain, simple ceiling lamp, glass vase on the bedside table, with several bright red roses.

The only thing she felt familiar with was the luxurious dresser.

Jiang Mo remembered that they didn't go home last night.

After pressing the aching waist, I have to say that someone was too much of a beast yesterday.

Think of today to go to red TV recording programs, even if there are 10000 do not want to, Jiang Mo or struggle to get up.

Men still can't be too provocative. It's hard to resist the madness of this man.

I really don't know where he learned so many tricks and postures. Ordinary people can't bear it.

"Have some porridge. You're a little angry." The door of my room was pushed open, and Mo Jingtian was dressed in an exquisite suit of three pieces. He was upright and upright, and had no appearance of exhaustion at all.

"Ginger Mo grinds a tooth," how do I feel I am by you rich Yin Buyang? "

Mo Jingtian smiles gently, "nonsense, drink porridge."

Ginger foam helplessly, the smell of preserved egg and lean meat porridge has always attracted her taste buds. After a bowl of porridge, the empty stomach was finally filled up, and the whole person felt alive and energetic.

"Why haven't you been to work yet? That's all. "

"Let's go. We'll live here from now on. There's a car in the garage and a cloakroom next door." Mo Jingtian ordered.

"Why live here?" Jiang Mo's brain couldn't turn.