Chapter 611 (1/2)
The night is getting dark.
There is no light in the bedroom. Ye Mianmian is lying on the bed with Mu Chenxing in her arms. She tells Mu Chenxing a story.
In the middle of the story, there was a slight knock on the door.
”Who?”
”It's me. Are you asleep?”
Murong Hao's voice came.
”Not yet...”
”Can you do me a favor?”
”OK, just a moment!”
Ye Mianmian fumbled out of bed and put on his clothes.
Turning his head, he still whispered to Mu Chenxing, ”baby, it's nine o'clock now. Mom has something to do first. Can you sleep by yourself?”
”Well, yes!”
”All right, good night!”
Ye mianmianmian kisses Morningstar's little face, then opens the door and comes out.
Close the bedroom door.
She lives on a higher floor and has no sense of what's going on downstairs.
At this time, after walking out of the bedroom, I heard music downstairs, which seemed to be a Christmas song.
”You just fell asleep?”
Murong Hao is very close to her. She can smell that Murong Hao has faint perfume and the fragrance of roses.
”You have flowers in your hand?”
Asked Ye Mianmian.
”Yes, it's for you...”
He handed over a bunch of flowers, and she fumbled and held them in her hand.
Fingers can feel the fresh petals, with a strong fragrance.
”It's a rose. There are nine...”
”Great
”But I can't tell if it's a red rose or a champagne rose...”
”Just like it. Color doesn't matter.”
”Poof, didn't you ask me to help you? How can you send me flowers? ”
”It's Christmas, don't you remember?”
After Murong Hao reminded, ye Mianmian exclaimed, ”isn't it summer? I'm still wearing a long skirt
”Yes, Christmas in Australia is the hottest day of the year. It's also the busiest time of the year in our manor. There are many programs tonight. Let me take you to play
”But Morningstar, I'm afraid it's not good to be alone?”
”It's all right. It's so late. It's time for him to go to bed. I'll call a babysitter to watch him
Ye mianmianmian thinks that Murong Hao's life may not be over a few Christmas, and this year may be the last one.
This did not refuse him, he took her hand downstairs.
At this point.
On the first floor, Xia Zhiwei holds her arms and looks around.
Rich family is not the same, every festival when the Spring Festival, decorated very ceremoniously.
Lin Xibao follows Xia Zhiwei. Looking at the guests tonight, she is at a loss.
”Cousin, there are too many guests tonight! Mrs. Murong has no time for me. ”
Xia Zhiwei originally asked Lin Xibao to help Mrs. Murong make tea, entertain guests, chat with guests, and fight for Mrs. Murong.
But Lin Xibao just couldn't do it. He was clumsy and very shy. He couldn't speak.
After breaking three teacups of Mrs. Murong, she was dissuaded.
In fact, Xia Zhiwei can see that Lin Xibao is not the material to marry into a rich family and become a young grandmother.