Chapter 856 (1/2)

I took a look at Mo Yunqian, ”you don't seem surprised at all.”

Mo Yunqian didn't say anything, just took my hand and continued to walk in.

Every time we went to a place, the lights around would be on. I was puzzled and said, ”we just came to visit the castle. How do I think our treatment is not so much like just visiting?”

Mo Yunqian chuckled and said, ”of course, I'm not here to visit. I've rented this castle for the time being. Although we have enough money to buy this castle, people don't sell it...”

I blinked at Mo Yunqian, ”did you rent here? Do you still want to buy it? ”

He is really a loser. Let alone how much it costs to rent such a castle, he still wants to buy it because of my temporary interest? This is too much money, burning panic, no place to spend it?

Mo Yunqian took my hand and went on walking. There are many servants in the castle at this time. They seem to have been waiting for us here.

Then Mo Yunqian took me to an empty but decorated romantic restaurant.

Dinner has been prepared on the table of the restaurant. The dim and flickering candle fire, the delicious and unique Western food, and the intoxicating red wine

This atmosphere instantly pulled me into a dreamy atmosphere.

When I had dinner with Mo Yunqian, we heard the melodious piano sound again. I couldn't help but look up. There was a piano not far away from the restaurant. The piano player was a real Englishman. His posture was elegant and gentlemanly.

Suddenly, Mo Yunqian said, ”is that little white face who plays the piano better than me? You're so distracted? ”

My mind was interrupted, I took back my eyes and couldn't help laughing.

”Who can look better than you? I think he plays the piano very well, so I listened to it for a while.”

What I said gave Mo Yunqian all the face. He raised his glass and clinked it with me and said, ”wenran, thank you for coming to my side.”

I laughed and said, ”you're welcome.”

A few mouthfuls of red wine will not make me drunk, but the atmosphere at this moment makes me feel slightly drunk.

After dinner, Mo Yunqian held out his hand to me. The Englishman who played the piano had left, but the servant in the castle didn't know where to get the gramophone and play a retro record.

I put my hand in Mo Yunqian's palm, in this graceful and beautiful music sound, we closely follow each other's steps, dancing.

It was a romantic night, and he and I had a wonderful time in this romantic Castle instead of having any supernatural events.

In the morning, the first ray of sunshine gently sprinkled in, I turned my body, and subconsciously moved toward Mo Yunqian's arms.

He stretched out his hand and held me tightly in his arms. I slowly woke up and opened my eyes to see his thoughtful expression.

”What are you thinking?” I opened my mouth and asked him.

His thoughts were interrupted by my voice, and he couldn't help laughing: ”sometimes I feel like this life doesn't belong to me, but it just belongs to me. I feel very happy now.”