Depraved

Looking from a distance, the dark clouds in the eastern sky are pushing here little by little.Half the sky was overcast.

Feeling a gaze mixed with disgust behind him, Fang Ting turned his head away, raised the corners of his lips, raised his eyebrows, and showed a haughty smile.

It doesn't matter, Mu Shen just couldn't see it from the angle.

Fang Ting is familiar with the rules of dealing with this gaze.

The middle-aged man's face darkened again, and the corners of his eyes drooped. From Fang Ting's point of view, he was almost a bit vicious.But he still didn't say anything, passed him through the door, and turned into the side passage.

He smiled softly, this Uncle Huang is really calm.Turning her head to look at Mu Shen, her eyes widened, she still dressed up as Mu Shen's favorite, with an innocent expression: "He... seems to hate me?"

The person in front of him was thin and almond-eyed, moist, like a deer in the forest.

He is really a good actor, with such good acting skills, in time, he will definitely become popular.

The best deception is not to deceive you around, but that you know you have been deceived, but you still can't bear to expose it.

When thinking this way, there is a faint resentment in my heart, just like the ashes left on the ground after the fire has burned out, under the ashes, there is a spark of fire.

I don't know when it will start a prairie fire.

Mu Shen smiled, shook his head, took Fang Ting's hand, and walked into the door.

What can I say?Yes, he really hates you, hates you for hooking me, hates that you confuse me, hates that you make me make impulsive decisions, hates that you are dragging me to the abyss... or wants me to say, no, Ah Ting, he doesn't hate you.

He closed his eyes, and opened them again quickly.

In the potted plants, sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are dotted among the leaves in twos and threes, golden yellow, but not extravagant.It has a long and mellow aroma.

Mu Shen pushed open the heavy wooden door, looked back at Fang Ting who was still enjoying the scenery of the front yard, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.A bottle of water grapes was poured on the ashes, which was clear and sweet, and penetrated to the deepest part of the heart.

"Come in."

In the spacious living room, sunlight comes in from the south window, printing rectangular light spots on the solid wood floor.The crystal chandelier above the head is complicated and transparent. It can be imagined that the layers of light refracted and reflected at night must be a very graceful scene.

"Like this lamp?"

Fang Ting said without hesitation: "I like it." He has the deepest love for any flashy and extravagant things.However... I have to say that he doesn't like the lamp being hung in this living room.nondescript.

Fang Ting observed Mu Shen's expression, and said carefully, "The lamp is very beautiful. The beauty, dream and luxury are almost perfectly melted on this lamp. But, don't you think it's a bit overwhelming?"

Mu Shen raised his head and stared at the lamp, paused for two or three seconds, the melancholy expression flashed across his face, and when he turned his head back, it was still his usual indifferent and gentle expression when facing Fang Ting: "It's a little bit .But it was given to my mother by my father, keep it as a thought."

"Feel sorry."

Mu Shen smiled at Fang Ting's apology and shook his head.Turning sideways, he told the middle-aged woman who came to the hall quietly at some time: "Sister-in-law Li, arrange for someone to clean and maintain this lamp."

Fang Ting was startled, and hurriedly turned around, and at some point there was a woman in gray with a fair face standing at the door.

Mrs. Li put on a gentle smile: "Okay."

Mu Shen added another sentence: "Is everyone in the family okay? Has Jialiang's work problem been solved?"

Auntie Li smiled with faint crow's feet: "Everything is fine, Jialiang is fine, Master Lao is worried."

Mu Shen nodded, pulled Fang Ting, and walked towards the opposite door.

Through the living room, there is a small balcony behind.Exquisite white lacquered European-style tables and chairs—one table and two chairs are just rightly embellished on one side.The sky outside is still gloomy, otherwise, it would be a good choice to enjoy the flowers and the scenery here.

Going out from the door on the side, there are two or three short steps, Fang Ting stands on the stone paved path, looks around, showing admiration.Mu Shen lowered his head and smiled unconsciously: "Do you like this garden?"

"Well, it's beautiful. It faintly echoes the surrounding buildings and is self-contained. Is it the master's handwriting?"

Mu Shen smiled without saying a word, took his hand and continued walking along the path.Bypassing a row of dense bushes, a scene that should have been expected but was somewhat unexpected appeared in front of my eyes.

Surrounded by trees, there is a thin white water vapor above the well-built small pool in the middle.

It is actually an open-air hot spring pool.

Mu Shen walked forward, leaving Fang Ting standing there in amazement.He took off his clothes by the pool, put them on the stone table beside him, walked into the pool step by step, stretched his body against the stone wall, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Mu Shen's figure was blurred in the mist, and in Fang Ting's eyes, what was reflected in Fang Ting's eyes was a perfect human body, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, making it difficult to see underwater, which added a bit more temptation.Fang Ting pulled Shen'er back who he had gone to, suddenly smiled, and stepped forward, took off his clothes and stepped into the water on the steps.But he didn't go to Mu Shen's side, but sat down on the steps, letting the warm water reach his waist.

"Hello, Mu Shen."

"Ok?"

"What a luxury."

"...you don't like it?"

"No, but I still feel...too extravagant, this is not your style." Fiddled with the water surface with his hands, splashing a series of crystal water.The luxury of this villa is not only what is revealed on the surface, many inconspicuous places have been meticulously decorated, if it is not for the two years of following Zhuang Si'an to practice his eyesight, he would not be able to understand the carvings on the outer wall of the fireplace, hanging on the Understated luxury by the banister.

Hand-carved statues of the Twelve Saints, Graner's famous work "The Snow".

Mu Shen was still silent, his expression couldn't be seen clearly through the steam, probably because he didn't want to answer.Fang Ting didn't care, what if they really didn't regard this as a luxury?Mu's tree has big roots and deep roots

, is not as simple as just a business group.

This time, I found a good benefactor.

Too bad he's too smart.After all, people who are stupid and rich should be the ideal goal for us professional lovers.

Fang Ting didn't know where his thoughts were drifting, he lowered his head and laughed secretly, and suddenly heard Mu Shen say: "Father bought it for mother."

Spending a lot of money for a confidante?

Unexpectedly, his parents have such a romantic love story. I thought he jumped out of a crack in a rock.This is of course a joke, but there is not much information about Mu Shen's mother, it can even be said that there is almost no information.After being hired by Mu Shen, I went to check the detailed information of him and his relatives, but I couldn't find anything about his mother—it must be another big family grievance and emotional drama.

I'd better not ask too many questions, and even remember to avoid related topics in the future.

——This is the principle of keeping life.