honey love diamond cold wife

What a wonderful time!Thinking about that period of girlhood, she was so happy that she could tremble all over her body!

There is love, dignity, warmth, pampering, and tenderness. ． ． ． ． ．There are all the beautiful things in the world, carefree, comparable to the little princess of the British royal family.

what she misses. ． ． ． ． ．It's not the past of living in that luxurious manor and living a luxurious and extremely luxurious material life made of gold and diamonds, but something else, something else that people like Yesilo can't understand at all.

The so-called dignity, the so-called warmth, the so-called sympathy, the so-called childhood sweetheart. ． ． ． ． ．

A tyrannical and cruel mafia boss like Ye Siluo can't understand the tenderness in his entire life. ． ． ． ． ．

"Ahem... When do you think it's better to move? Or, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow?" Yesilo's face was full of complacency, and the corner of his mouth was full of endless smiles. Take credit.

The perfunctory smile on the corner of Cheng Liuli's mouth gradually became stiff. She was gone, now, how could she return to that place full of infinite sad memories?

In the entire Qiangwei Manor, the happy time she and Chu Yilun spent together was left in every nook and cranny. Now that she is asked to move back there, how will she spend the remaining days!

And this is still being the mistress of another man every day!

If Chu Yilun really has a spirit in the sky, when his soul returns to his hometown, he will see the close lover he once held in his palm reduced to such a state. ． ． ． ． ．Is it true that even if you want him to be a ghost, you will not live in peace?

"Frankly speaking, I don't want to move to Rose Manor—" Cheng Liuli hesitated, her wandering eyes did not dare to look directly at Yesilao.

"Why!" Ye Siluo's tone suddenly rose. It must have taken him a lot of effort to win the Rose Manor from the project planned by the government. Now that Cheng Liuli said this, his face was blue and purple, almost The weather of counterflow of Qi and blood!

"I, uh, no, no why—" Cheng Liuli looked around, but couldn't come up with any good reason.

The scene is restored.

Back then, at the edge of the dense forest at the back of Leng Yu's house, the conversation between her and Yesilo was still vivid in his memory.

Yesilo: "Well, you think Leng Yuzhai is not good?"

Cheng Liuli put her hands on her hips and raised her chin: "It's not just bad? It's just ghostly, cold and terrifying!"

"If you don't like it, we can change the place of residence." Yesilo restrained his smile, and the expression on his face became more solemn, as if this sentence was his deliberate consideration.

"Okay," Cheng Liuli finally raised his eyebrows and looked at him provocatively, "Why don't we live in Qiangwei Manor, I have lived there for 18 years, and only when I live there can I feel at home... ."

"Does it feel like home living there? Or does it feel like home when you think of the people there?" Ye Sloppi asked with a smile on his face.

Cheng Liuli also smiled back at him with a half-hearted smile, "Just say it can't be done, why bother to find all kinds of excuses?"

. . . . . .

Now, Yesilo never broke his promise, and finally took Rose Manor under his command, but how could she tell him the real reason why she couldn't move into that place?