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822. The Luxury Life of a Typical Rich Man

Xiang Siyi yelled this sentence with the last bit of strength, and her echo came from the entire empty forest.

Regardless of whether he could hear it or not, he unzipped the bunny bag and took out a large bag of things from it.

At this moment, with a "click", the big iron door opened automatically in front of her...

In front of it is a stone path, with precious flowers and plants planted on both sides, the flower stalks trembling gently in the wind.

In the monitoring bell, Feng Zihao's deep voice sounded: "Come in." [

Shit!

Xiang Siyi gritted her teeth, she really wanted to drop her things and leave, but...

Only three months.

Enduring it, he walked in, and the iron door slammed shut behind him.

She was startled, turned her head to see the dark night outside the gate, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear

She is so courageous, she dared to walk around on the mountain road at such a late hour.

When a person is pushed into a hurry, he really dares to do anything.

The door on the first floor was also electronic, and when she walked to the door, the door opened automatically.

The room is bright, and the light of the crystal chandelier is dazzling.

The layout of the villa is Mediterranean style>

White Roman columns, curved ceilings, ivory carpets.The golden-patterned wallpaper and the suspended ceiling elevate the floor height of the hall, making it look very spacious.

The wall cabinets and furniture are all in a series of white, and there are many oil paintings of different sizes hanging on the walls.

Next to the spiraling white staircase is a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Golden curtains hang down, and there is a small round platform in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, on which a white grand piano is placed...

The luxurious life of a typical rich man.

Although Ouyang Yexi is also rich, Xiang Siyi has never been willing to go to his house.

Xiang Siyi looked around with curious eyes, and at this moment, the door opened on the second floor of the duplex.

Looking up at Xiang Siyi, a white carved door opened, and a tall young figure came out.

Feng Zihao was wearing a white bathrobe, because after taking a bath, his half-dry hair was curled and fluffed on his head. [

The bright lights outlined his outline, and there was a touch of coquettishness in his handsome face.

Holding on to the white railing, he walked down step by step.

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