The beloved one of the rich brother

The master bedroom on the 2nd floor presents a completely different scene. The entire decoration is full of a strong personal style, which completely matches her preferences.

This is a pink, romantic, luxurious and refreshing girlish style, giving people a visual feeling as if the fairy tale world has come into reality.

Wen Yiyou couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh secretly, "Are you comfortable in this place full of girly styles?"

The pink French-style bed complements the creamy white background wall. The dazzling crystal chandelier in the center emits bright light, creating a perfect sweet atmosphere and exuding a lazy French romance.

Wen Yiyou was in this room that perfectly matched her style, and she completely relaxed.

She took off her shoes without hesitation, and then eagerly threw herself on the soft big bed. The bed was filled with the mint scent that she was familiar with and loved, and she took a deep breath.

"As long as you like it!" Huo Chengluo followed closely and lay down beside her.

Wen Yiyou suddenly turned over and raised his head, but his eyes were attracted by the photo frame on the bedside table.

She couldn't help but reach out and pick up the photo frame, looking carefully at the people in the photo.

To her surprise, the person in the photo was herself as a child, and standing next to her was a mature and serious boy.

"Isn't this... me?"

Huo Chengluo nodded, "It's you!"

"Then... who is this guy?" Wen Yiyu was a little hesitant. The boy's features looked like those of Huo Chengluo when he was young.

But how did they get this photo?

"it's me!"

Wen Yiyou sat up suddenly, looking surprised, "Huh?"

Huo Chengluo then turned over and stood up, holding her in his arms with a mischievous smile on his face.

Wen Yiyou struggled to look up, "No, how come there is this photo? I knew you when I was a child?"

Huo Chengluo calmly put his hands around her, resting his chin gently on her shoulder. His fingers slowly traced across her in the photo, his eyes full of tenderness. He whispered, "I know you. When you were a kid, you pestered me every day, always mumbling that you must marry me when you grow up."

He paused for a moment, then touched her cheek with his lips, his voice full of endless fondness, "Look, now it's what you wanted!"

Hearing this, Wen Yiyou's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, she couldn't help but retort: ​​"You are talking nonsense! This is absolutely impossible!"

Huo Chengluo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, then slowly pulled out the photo from the album and turned it to the back. There was a line of crooked handwriting on it - "Brother Chengluo: Forget me not. - Your sister Yi Yi."

Wen Yiyou covered her mouth tightly with both hands, in a state of complete shock and disbelief, and could only let out a long exclamation: "Ah...!!"

Huo Chengluo's voice revealed a hint of grievance and resentment, "Baby, I haven't forgotten you, but you have completely forgotten me!"

Wen Yiyou looked puzzled after hearing this, as if she had thought of something, and asked in surprise: "Ah, did my mother say that I had a serious illness that caused me to lose all my memories before the age of fourteen, including my memories of you? Did I really know you when I was a child? Did you recognize me a long time ago?"

Huo Chengluo did not deny it. His black eyes sparkled with joy and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "No matter what, you can't run away. Just fulfill your promise and become my Mrs. Huo!"

Wen Yiyou happily turned around in Huo Chengluo's arms and hugged him tightly, her eyes full of curiosity, "Then tell me quickly, how did I pester you when I was a child?"

Huo Chengluo deliberately kept her in suspense, staring at her meaningfully with a faint smile on his face, "Anyway, it's almost the same as it is now."

Wen Yiyou frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "What do you mean by almost the same as now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face suddenly fell, and she pouted and complained, "Are you implying that I'm pestering you now?"

Huo Chengluo looked at her aggrieved look, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek, and said in a doting and gentle tone, "I just want you to cling to me. I am happy for you to cling to me. You just cling to me as much as you can and you can't leave me. Do you understand?"

When Wen Yiyou heard this, the expression on her face instantly changed from gloomy to sunny, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Okay, since you want me to pester you, then come on!"

As she said this, she suddenly threw him onto the bed, straddled him, and forcefully lifted his hands above his head with an attitude of a winner.

"Are you scared?" Wen Yiyu asked complacently, his eyes full of cunning and playfulness.

Huo Chengluo had no intention of resisting, and even couldn't help but let out a happy and relaxed laugh, deliberately provoking, "That's it? Then what?"

"You dare to provoke me?" Wen Yiyu's eyes widened, full of resentment, like an annoyed kitten. She pounced on Huo Chengluo with bared teeth and claws, scratching and biting his neck.

Huo Chengluo felt itchy when she tickled him, but he still did not resist. Instead, he smiled even more happily.

Wen Yiyou got angry when she saw this. She continued to attack and said angrily, "I haven't settled accounts with you for these past few months!"

Huo Chengluo replied with a look of enjoyment: "You are welcome to settle the account anytime, baby!"

Wen Yiyou's eyes flashed with a strange light. She stared straight at the man under her, slowly leaning down, getting closer and closer. The distance between the two was so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing. Her face turned red for no reason, and with a bit of shyness and temptation, she asked softly: "How can we settle the bill?"

The girl's voice seemed to carry a suppressed, unknown excitement.

Huo Chengluo looked at the girl so close to him, as if he had guessed her thoughts, with flames in his eyes. He hummed softly, "At dawn, we'll go get the marriage certificate, and from now on, you can do whatever you want!"

Wen Yiyou blinked a few times, twinkling like a bright star, with a cunning look in her eyes, "If I don't get the certificate, I can't settle the account?"

Her originally suppressed excited voice suddenly became tinged with teasing and provocation.

Huo Chengluo smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth raised, and gently stroked her hair, "No, I want my baby to settle the account with me more legally and reasonably."

There was deep fondness and seriousness in his tone.

Wen Yiyou bit his ear coquettishly and yelled in his ear: "Humph, you are just fooling me!"

There was anger and dissatisfaction in her eyes, but she could not hide the joy and expectation deep in her heart.