Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 258 Rococo Style
All kinds of marble sculptures, gorgeous wallpapers, and solid wood walls, Jian Anran instantly felt as if she had strayed into the French court of the Rococo period. Everywhere she looked was extravagant and ostentatious, and she seemed to be showing off her master's financial resources everywhere. .

But it was obvious that Shen Huainan seemed very embarrassed, even looking at his expression, he seemed to feel that this was a bit embarrassing?

Jane Anran thought to herself: Please!If this was her home, she would even shoot a two and a half hour documentary about it to show off.

Hidden behind the hallway was a cloakroom larger than the room in Jian Anran's house. Shen Huainan opened a closet door to the door, and took out a pair of soft white plush slippers from inside.

He looked at the slippers in his hand for a long time, "It seems a bit inconvenient."

Turning around after speaking, Shen Huainan took out a pair of slippers of a certain sports brand from another cabinet, went straight to Jian Anran and squatted down, and put the slippers in front of her.

"I haven't worn it since I bought it. It's a bit big. Try it," he stood up, "If you can't walk, I can only force you to make do with the pair of hair."

While hesitating, Jian Anran still took off her sneakers. The slippers that Shen Huainan brought seemed to be his size, a bit too big. She wore them as if she stole her father's shoes when she was a child.

She took two steps forward, "It's okay."

Shen Huainan seemed relieved, "That's good."

"The room is inside, let me take you in, choose whatever you want."

The other party's tone was so relaxed that it was like choosing vegetables in a vegetable market. Through the corridor on one side, the hexagonal hallway connected several main rooms in the house.

Shen Huainan led her straight to the deepest part, and pushed open the white wooden door with carved lines. Inside was another gorgeous hallway, bypassing the cloakroom and study room. Inside was a king-size bed, and Floor-to-ceiling glass windows with 270-degree panoramic views.

"The above is the master bedroom of this house, it's too dark to see clearly now," she leaned her head towards the window, "you can see the Luojiang River here when you wake up during the day."

Jian Anran was very surprised: "All of the above?"

She immediately asked, "Where did the above begin?"

Shen Huainan glanced at the road that had just come behind him, "It starts from when we just opened the door."

Jian Anran couldn't help but think of the stalk she saw on the Internet: the president woke up in the morning from the big bed of [-] square meters, and drove to his toilet.

All the rooms in her house are not even as big as one bedroom here.

Shen Huainan patted the bed, "The bedding should be newly changed, will you sleep here tonight?"

"Me?" Jian Anran pointed at herself, with a look of disbelief, "I'm an outsider, so I sleep in the master bedroom on the first day I go to someone else's house, isn't it appropriate?"

Shen Huainan smiled, turned his face away, "Then why don't you sleep tomorrow?"

Jian Anran rolled her eyes: "Quick! Take me to the nanny's room, young master," she said in an exaggerated tone, "A room like yours is too extravagant, I can't hold back my horoscope."

"That won't work," Shen Huainan pretended to be serious, "Let your thousand-thousand-dollar body sleep in the nanny's room, and I might be punished by God tonight."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and then Shen Huainan led her to the second master bedroom next door. The only difference was that the area was a little smaller than the master bedroom just now, just a little bit.

Jian Anran couldn't help asking: "How much is the electricity bill for this house?"

The room is full of marble decorations, and she can't feel a little bit of cold when she comes in in the winter. Jian Anran even took off her coat and held it in her hand, her cheeks were flushed with heat.

Shen Huainan replied casually: "Then the next time I meet Butler Chu Chen, I will ask for you."

She was a little surprised, "Chu Chen still has a housekeeper?"

The moment these words were blurted out, Jian Anran felt a little regretful. From the moment she came in, she made a fuss about everything she saw, for fear that others would not know that she had never seen the world.

But sneaking a glance at Shen Huainan, the other party always had a smile on his eyes.

After visiting the main rooms, Shen Huainan immediately stepped forward and opened the door of the second master bedroom, "You can sleep here tonight, the towels are in the bathroom, and there should be bathrobes and pajamas in the cloakroom."

Jian Anran, who hadn't finished shopping around the mansion, still couldn't get enough of it, she grabbed the door frame with both hands, with an aggrieved face, "Can't you take a look again?"

Shen Huainan rolled his eyes, "Wait until you change into something lighter."

The heating in the house was fully turned on, seeing Jian Anran's cheeks blushing almost to the point of burning, Shen Huainan just searched for a long time but couldn't find the switch for the heating.

"That's fine."

Turning around and entering the room, Jian Anran suddenly realized that living in a house like this, so she can't feel the cold winter at all, it's not incomprehensible for Shen Huainan to go out wearing such a thin sweater.

This house probably has not been lived in for many years, and the cloakroom is almost empty. Jane Anran saw the bathrobe and pajamas hanging in the cabinet at a glance.

The bathrobe is an ordinary white hotel bathrobe, pink silk pajamas, without any patterns on it, as if it is brand new and no one has worn it, but Jane Anran sniffed it closely, and smelled the fragrance of detergent again.

Taking the bathrobe and pajamas into the bathroom, she really understood that the bathrooms of rich people also have floor heating. Stepping on the warm marble floor tiles, Jane Anran walked into the shower room.

The moment the faucet is turned on is the moment when she wakes up from a dream——

The heart-cooling cold water poured down from the top of the head, no matter how the faucet was adjusted, there was no cold water.

Hastily reaching out to turn off the faucet, Jian Anran embraced the whole body and shivered into a ball, even her teeth trembled as if her jaw joints were about to fall to the ground in minutes, she hurried out and wrapped herself in a bath towel.

She wanted to put on pajamas, but after thinking about it, she finally wrapped herself in a bathrobe.

Before walking out of the bathroom, she purposely looked in the mirror and tied her belt tightly again, and dragged the pair of slippers that were too big for unknown sizes to the door.

"Where are you?" she called into the empty hall.

The house was so big that there was even a weak echo, but Jian Anran still couldn't hear Shen Huainan's response for a long time.

She mustered up the courage to call out again, "Shen Huainan?"

The brightly lit house was silent.

Jian Anran turned around and went back to the room, just as she picked up the charging phone, she saw the unread messages on the screen.

[Shen Huainan: I just found out that there is no hot water in the house, and the property management cannot be contacted. I will go downstairs to ask]

[Shen Huainan: It seems that it is not convenient for me to go into your room, you should see it when you come out later [wither][wither]]

The head of the ball that was tied up high was still dripping water, Jian Anran took out a tissue and squeezed it towards the ball.

"Ding dong—" "Ding dong—" "Ding dong——"

The doorbell was very urgent. Is Shen Huainan back?

(End of this chapter)