Chapter 1392: 1422 Who cares about her! 7

Chapter 1392, who cares about her! 7
What is an ideal? It's the illusion that can't be seen but can't reach it.
Although she is not short of money for this job and earns a lot of money, she can't be thoughtful and elegant, carefully arranged, and enjoy the life of hugging pillows, lying in this cozy apartment, watching TV, and husband and wife.
Starfall got up, opened the moving door, and stood on the balcony. The whole city was under her feet. Looking down from here, the ground was full of sparks and it was so beautiful. She wanted to own a house that could overlook the night view of the whole city.
"Leng Yezhu, you offer a price for this apartment, I will buy it, and it is no problem to double it."
"..." No one paid any attention to her.
Xing Luo was not reconciled: "You will re-select the site again and buy a house for your golden house Gillian. With her taste, she must be a woman who has a lot of time. There is no problem with redecorating a set, how about?"
She turned around and stood by the railing, because the floor was high and the night wind was a bit strong, making her long hair flutter.
Too beautiful.
Leng Ye Su stood in the room and looked out, squinting for a moment.
"Why, did you say a word?"
Leng Ye's eyes closed, she walked to the sofa and sat down, took the remote control to change the table, lay there in comfort with her long legs folded, and then glanced at her far away: "Don't dream, this apartment, how much Money won’t sell, this is my wedding room!"
In a word, Xing Luo was caught off guard, his head was dumbfounded, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
Marriage room?
He is getting married? He was twenty-eight this year, and he could indeed get married, but the heart, at that moment, was crushed.
Leng Ye Su did not turn her head to look at her face, staring at the TV intently, with her long legs resting on the table, her hands resting on the back of her head, and looking around. The apartment is as big as furniture and as small as on a coffee table. The cups were all purchased one by one by himself, and the murals on the walls were bought at auction with a lot of money. They were all decorated and it took him a whole year.
He never put his mind on this kind of thing in his life, maybe only once in this life.
"come."
Leng Yesu shouted, but could not hear the footsteps.
"What are you thinking about, are you deaf?" Leng Yesu finally turned his gaze to the balcony, and his gaze fell on her face, squinting lazily: "Close the balcony door and don't let the cold rain come in."
Xing Luo was dumbfounded for a long time, forced to calm down and walked into the room, closed the door, tried to keep the emotion on his face from showing anything, and then smiled freely: "You want to marry the one who wears makeup without me burning it. A gray-looking woman?"
"Do you mind?" His eyes locked on her, unfathomable.
Meeting his searching gaze, she thought for a while, smiled, bright and charming, extremely enchanting.
"Of course, if you are looking for someone prettier than me, I can accept it. If you look for someone like that, you are slapping yourself in the face. I'm afraid you can't take it out. Didn't I tell you?"
Leng Ye Suo's eyes became cold, would you mind finding someone beautiful?
"It's not her, she's a beautiful lady, she is knowledgeable, graceful and luxurious, you don't need to worry about this!"
"Really?" He has so many women now! "But if you entertain me in the wedding room, you are not afraid that your future wife will show your face when she feels uncomfortable?"
"The woman I trained by Leng Yeluo, when would you dare to show my face? You shouldn't worry about your nostalgia!"
(End of this chapter)