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When the car slowly drove into the road of Junling Mountain Villa, someone with a shameless face finally changed his face to look around, sighing and praising from time to time.

"Wow, what a classic European taste."

"Eh!? Hongyu, look, why there is a thatched house over there!"

"........."

"Wow! Hongyu, can you see if the tree is poisoned? Why is it thick black? It's so strange!"

"........."

Someone who is a complete idiot when it comes to flowers suddenly points to a cluster of green butterflies and yells, "Huh!? What kind of flower is this? The leaves are so pretty."

How did he know that it was the green butterfly, one of the four best peonies, and he didn't even know about the other three kinds of Huanglouzi, Qingwuyi, and watermelon pulp not far from him.

After looking at it for a long time and finally approaching the front of the villa, someone sighed again when he saw the blue pool water.

"Hey! What rich people enjoy is different. Look at Hongyu, even the swimming pool is several times bigger than ours."

Xiao Hongyu, who had been silent all this time, had a faint smile on his lips, his face was calm and breezy, but his bottomless black eyes were fixed on one direction all the time.

After getting out of the car, a mansion full of aristocratic atmosphere appeared in front of my eyes without reservation.

"Well, what a Florentine-style building!"

Someone walking in the front looked at the spacious main courtyard and the arched corridor, and couldn't help sighing again.

Entering the main hall, the people who had been in a noisy state finally calmed down. The round mouth really made people want to put a little mouse in it.

Seeing three people enter the door, a skinny old man stood at the door and greeted: "Mr. Mu"

Xiao Hongyu noticed this special old man when he came in.

A head of pure white and thinning hair, a pair of drooping but not drooping eyes, and a neat Chinese tunic suit.

Like the people in front of him, he is a special existence in this solemn and elegant house.

This is the conclusion that Xiao Hongyu made secretly in his heart.

Mu Fan asked: "Uncle Xue, is Mr. in the study?"

The old man shook his head: "Sir is in the tea house right now, he told the old man to take the guests there when you come back."

"Then Uncle Xue, take Mr. Xiao to see his room first, and show him around by the way, I'll be over in a while."

The majestic Mu Fan said calmly and gently, without the slightest high profile towards the servants in his tone.

"Yes" the old man's tone was calm and respectful.

"Mr. Xiao, please."

Mu Fan made a gesture of invitation and looked at the smiling fox.

The fox nodded slightly and followed the two exquisite maids in front of him, and Mu Fan followed behind him.

After watching them leave, the old man also asked respectfully: "Mr. Xiao, do you want me to show you around first, or to see your room first?"

As if, Xiao Hongyu knew that he would be one of the owners of this classical and gorgeous mansion in the next few tens of days.

But what is the ultimate goal of that person?

This is what really interested Xiao Hongyu, he smiled and replied politely: "Then Uncle Xue, you can take me to look around first."

He habitually put his two slender and fair hands in the pockets of his trousers, and rubbed his thumbs against the screen of the phone habitually.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he walked gracefully at a not-so-fast pace.

The old man who was one meter away followed steadily, and behind him were two mixed-race maids.

Xiao Hongyu has long been accustomed to treating the amazed, ambiguous or shy gazes of those people along the way as a special compliment.

"What a beautiful man, even prettier than the young master."

The two maids in the corridor were discussing in a low voice.

The other who disagreed corrected: "Where, the young master is cute, he is beautiful."

From the outside, the villa seems to be an integrated building, but it is not like that when you enter the inside.

The entire structure is connected together, and the villa is only three floors high, but the winding corridors show that there are not only many but also complicated rooms inside.

The gorgeous and comfortable main bedroom obviously has a lot more defensive processes than other rooms.

In addition to the large living room in the center, there are many luxurious and unique small living rooms in other places. The main room and the side room are hard to distinguish. It is a bit like the ancient European mysterious house. There is no lack of modern architecture in addition to classical mystery. of fashion.

All kinds of valuable famous paintings, delicate and luxurious classical ceramic artworks, and low-key and gorgeous glazed wall lamps make the whole floor more quiet and elegant.

Xiao Hongyu looked at a famous painting by Monet hanging on the light blue outer wall and asked, "Who lives in that room?"

The old man looked at the room that was exceptionally quiet today and replied, "That's the young master's room."

"Oh, that room is also the master bedroom?"

Someone raised an eyebrow with great interest and asked.

"No, that's the young master's study, but this morning he told his husband that he would sleep there from now on, so that it's convenient for him to read."

"Then where is his original room?"

The old man pointed sideways and said not far away: "That glass-colored shop is the one next to Mr. Xiao's room is next to Mr.'s."

"So that's it, hehe... Interesting."

After hearing the old man finish speaking, the corners of someone's pretty mouth involuntarily turned up.

Then he said politely to the old man: "Uncle Xue, is it convenient for Hongyu to walk by himself?"

After listening to him, the old man respectfully said: "What about Mr. Xiao, Mr. has ordered, you are also the owner of this place now, if you need anything, just ask the old man.

In this case, the old man will not hinder you, if there is something to do later, ask them to notify the old man. "

"Thank you." Hong Yu nodded politely.

After the old man and the maid left, someone went straight to the door of a room, knocked on the door twice, and waited for a response from inside.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded from the sky, and Hongyu pushed the door open and entered.

"Did Brother Mu Fan receive someone so quickly?"

As soon as he entered the door, Hongyu saw a slender figure under a gray and white checked shirt standing on a high shelf and flipping through the books on the top shelf.

Duan Migai, who didn't hear the answer, turned around suspiciously.

Those clear and pure black pupils met Shang Xiaohongyu's slightly playful eyes.

"Hello! Do you need my help?"

Xiao Hongyu joked with a malicious smile, as if he was going to help the people on the elevated road.

Just now, Duan Migai, who hadn't got a muscle in his brain, reacted and said hurriedly: "Ah! No, I have already found it, thank you."

Looking at the people who were about to walk halfway, he was a little anxious and wanted to get down to the ground quickly.

But just got off the first ladder, probably because of impatience, when stepping on the second ladder, I stepped on the air very disobediently.

"boom!"

The muffled sound of a book falling to the ground.

But before Duan Migai could scream out in surprise, Xiao Hongyu held her whole body firmly in his arms.

"Huh! Fortunately, you are not heavy."

When Ping An received the child who fell down, Xiao Hongyu let out a sigh of relief, and then saw that the person in his arms hadn't responded yet, a playful light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"what!"

Feeling that Zhang Junli's outline was getting closer and closer to him, the person immersed in a state of astonishment finally reacted and screamed out in fright.

Xiao Hongyu looked at his frightened and cute expression, and suddenly chuckled inexplicably.

Such a beautiful smile, such a beautiful nose bridge, such charming eyes, such thick eyelashes, such fine pores, and... so smooth lips.

No wonder my brother likes him so much.

Duan Migai was stunned for a long time, as if he finally knew the reason why his elder brother liked this man, he couldn't help but lost a lot.

"Thank you, can you let me go?"

Duan Migai said politely when he realized the awkward posture between himself and 'sister-in-law'.

"certainly"

As he spoke, he lowered the person he was holding onto the ground.

"Are you good at kung fu?"

Duan Migai was a little curious when he thought that he would be able to catch him falling down from such a height.

"I have learned a little bit, my health was not good when I was young."

The person who was always smiling with ambiguous meaning replied lightly.

But the truth is that only he and the fox know whether he knows how to punch or not.

Of course, for Mu Fan and Duan Chengyu, who now know more about him than himself, that's another matter.

"I heard from Uncle Xue that you just moved here this morning. Why? Is it because you are afraid that you will hinder your brother and me, or..."

Before Xiao Hongyu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Duan Migai, "No, I just want to start an intervening business. There are many things I don't understand, so I need to make up for it for a while. There will be a little bit of trouble on the other side. Far from being convenient, definitely not…”

Xiao Hongyu looked at the embarrassed person in front of him, and suddenly felt that he hadn't been in such a happy mood for a long time.

"It turned out to be like this, I thought you..."

A certain person who deliberately elongated his tone suddenly moved towards the blushing Duan Migai while speaking, causing him to take another big step back in fright.

Unexpectedly, this retreat tripped over the pile of books behind his feet, and his body lost its center of gravity and fell backwards.

Holding the slender and soft waist in an instant, Xiao Hongyu frowned slightly and pretended to be angry: "Be careful, it will hurt if you hit the corner of the book. I just want to pick up the book that just fell on the ground for you. If you really fall, it will hurt." Where is it broken, your brother will be heartbroken."

For some reason, Xiao Hongyu, who is usually indifferent and polite to everything and everyone, always has the urge to play tricks on this "brother" who is as old as himself.

That fleshless waist is wrapped in a shirt...it's so comfortable to hold.

But before he had time to feel it, he heard Duan Migai's panicked voice in the silence, "Brother Mu Fan."