Where does the memoryless wife go?

Chapter 10 Try Tonight

Luo Yingshan quickly flashed out of Luo Junhao's room, patting her chest as she walked, really, she didn't know what she was afraid of.

In fact, even if she was found, she could explain it. Didn't she just want to see this mysterious Professor Ruan? As for being afraid of it?
Luo Yingshan also felt strange about her trembling.

Well, maybe I am really a person with high moral sentiments, so I can't help worrying about doing this kind of thing.

But is it really a person with such a strong sense of morality that he would do this kind of voyeurism?

Forget it, let's go back to her own room, the things in there are also very novel to her, but she doesn't have to worry about being found out as peeping.

Pushing open the door of her room, Luo Yingshan panicked again.

Wow, is this your own room?

so big?so pretty?

This room is decorated in European classical style, whether it is the large carved bed, the bookcase that occupies the entire wall or the antique desk next to the bookcase, the color is deep and shiny red.

Don't they all have libraries?Why is there such a big bookshelf in the room? How learned am I, to read so many books?
Luo Yingshan walked into the room, stretched out her hand and gently brushed the expensive furniture, it was simply too luxurious, but also very low-key, everything was so textured.

The layout of this room seems to be that the owner chooses such a style and color only because of his taste. Although it is very dark, it looks even more noble.

There are two suites in the bedroom and study room, one is a cloakroom and the other is a bathroom.

Luo Yingshan stood at the door of the bathroom and fell in love with the bathtub after casting a glance. One can imagine how refreshing it feels to take a bath in it.

Hmm, gonna try it tonight.

When she approached the cloakroom, the style and color of the wardrobe matched the bedroom furniture very well, but she was dumbfounded when she opened the wardrobe.

These are her clothes?

What appeared in front of Luo Yingshan was a row of pink and bright colors, red, blue, green, purple, beige, and white, all of which were light colors.

The most important thing is that there is hardly a T-shirt or a pair of pants, all of them are all kinds of skirts!
"Am I not a painter? I usually wear these paintings?"

Luo Yingshan felt a little uncomfortable. Although wearing these clothes didn't seem to affect her painting in theory, why did she just feel awkward?
But at this moment, she also realized that what she was wearing was a set of pink silk pajamas, well, the feeling she had just now did not exist.

After searching in the closet for a long time, I finally found a pair of jeans, which were still very slim. I turned over a white shirt, and I felt much more comfortable after I put it on.

Looking at the neat and unrestrained appearance in the mirror, Luo Yingshan whistled to herself in satisfaction, this outfit barely matched her handsome hairstyle.

By the way, my younger brother half-sneered just now and said that her new hairstyle is very cool. Although I have seen her bridal look in the video just now, I probably don't usually dress like that.

Looking for photos, I really want to see what I was like before.

When she thought of the skirts and those beautiful high-heeled shoes in a wardrobe, she felt awkward. No matter how she looked at them, she felt that those clothes should be worn by He Yingzhi.

I searched around on the bookcase, but didn't find any photo albums, but these books of my own made Luo Yingshan's head grow big.

(End of this chapter)