Chapter 53 My name is Lin Pepe'

The villa area in Yanshan, Tang City, is one of the few famous gathering areas in China, and the villas here are monotonous and not as luxurious as imagined, but the people who come in and out of it will make you stunned. But the owner on the mountainside is an exception, and the Islamic-style dome is very different from other villas. Even every outline is exquisite and unique, which is obviously a work of art that can only be found in everyone's style. All this is not that the master wants to deliberately show his richness, but just because the master is afraid that when his wife misses his hometown too much, he can stand in front of the door for a while, so that her heart may feel better.

In the room, a girl is looking at the information in her hand with her enchanting eyes with great interest, which was collected by his men over a week.

The girl is only 19 years old, and her long natural chestnut hair exudes a faint fragrance in the faint morning light. The sharp little nose is very cooperative and grows on the somewhat unruly little mouth, which makes people sad and love. The almond eyes under the willow leaves' eyebrows make people look like looking through autumn water. No one will doubt that as long as she wants, even a frown will fascinate all sentient beings. And the exotic pale pink tulle pajamas made the best interpretation at this time, and her concave and convex body had already outlined her as a perfect woman.

dong, dong, dong.

Hearing the knock on the door, the girl casually said with her childish accent, "Is it Aunt Lan?" The girl turned a page and did not divert her attention

At this moment, Aunt Lan came in with a glass of milk and a glass of freshly squeezed juice. When she saw the girl sitting at the desk in her pajamas, she immediately walked over and said with concern, "Ouch, my little aunt. Can't you put on your clothes and then do your own business?

The girl took a glass of juice and drank half a cup of juice. Then she took a breath and blinked at Aunt Lan and said, "Aunt Lan's juice is the best!"

Aunt Lan ignored the girl's excuse and took down the juice from the girl's hand. He took the girl to the five-meter-long wardrobe. Worried to the girl, "It's such a big girl, and I don't know how to pay attention."

The girl took Aunt Lan's hand, pressed the white meat on her chest tightly on Aunt Lan, and said coquettishly, "Oh, Aunt Lan, didn't I just get up?"

Aunt Lan sighed and pulled up the pajamas on the girl's chest, which covered the pink part of her chest. He scolded, "I really don't know which unlucky man will marry you."

The girl looks like a nymphomaniac and careless back to the warm **. Unconvinced, he pouted sweetly and said, "I don't care. As long as I like it, he won't want to run!"

Aunt Lan was also amused by the girl's words. He responded directly, "Ha ha, yes, yes, yes, our Peipei is the most obedient. All right?"

"Ye" Lin Peipei wrinkled her little nose to make a grimace

After eating breakfast, Lin Peipei called his father Lin Jiayong.

"My good daughter. What's the matter?" The other end of the phone is full of doting

It is said that men should be raised poor and women should be raised rich. And Lin Pepe in front of him grew up in a sugar can.

Lin Peipei didn't think much, just replied softly. I'm going to move out."

Lin Jiayong, who was on the other end of the phone, immediately said nervously, "My aunt, which one are you singing? Don't you have a good time with Aunt Lan?"

"No." Lin Peipei refused. Since her mother's death, she has been raised by Aunt Lan. Although her father built this house for her biological mother, in Lin Peipei's eyes, Aunt Lan is no different from her mother.

"Is that not enough pocket money? I'll put one million on your card."

"Dad, are you serious!" Lin Peipei pouted and his tone was full of complaints

"Oh, my little aunt. Then what are you to toss around?" There is some begging for mercy in Lin Jiayong's voice

"I'm in love." Lin Peipei's sweet laugh

As soon as Lin Jiayong heard this, he immediately shouted angrily, "What, which little-sighted bastard dares to hit my daughter!"

When he heard his father say this, Lin Peipei was so angry that he dared to find a bastard with no long eyes! Unconvinced, "It's your daughter who went to find this blind bastard!"

"Well, that doesn't count." Lin Jiayong wiped the fine sweat on his forehead

"You also know this person. His name is Qin Yue." Lin Peipei continued

Lin Jiayong took a breath of cold air and said cautiously, "My aunt, it's not your wishful thinking. You know the fate of that boy's woman."

"I don't care, now I'm his girlfriend. If he dares to provoke me, I will abolish him!" Speaking of Lin Peipei's hand, he also closed it hard

"Alas, women's college doesn't stay. But it's also the right family. You can go if you want to go. Lin Jiayong closed the phone, lay on the chair and took a breath, rubbing his temples. This daughter will never calm herself down.

Sitting in the latest extended red flag car that even the royal nobles coveted, Lin Peipei was looking at himself in the mirror. Make sure that you don't have any mistakes.

Lal in the front row turned around and spoke very pure Chinese. He asked Lin Peipei, "Miss, have you set off?"

Lin Pepe closed the mirror and looked at Lar. Worried and asked, "Lal, do you think it would be too abrupt for me to appear in front of him like this?" With that, he was worried and said, "I don't know if he will accept me. Dad said that he has many girls who like it."

Lal: "..."

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The car drove to the front of a small building in the suburbs. The exterior of the house looked a little unretouched, and even the simplest white paint was not painted, and the red bricks were obviously exposed.

Lin Peipei put down the window and looked at the building in disbelief. He said to Lar, "Are you sure he is here?"

Lal looked at Lin Peipei seriously and said, "Miss, please believe in my ability."

Lin Pepe nodded silently and opened the door. He put down his right foot and turned his head to Lar and said, "Why don't you go there? At least you know him."

Lal smiled and said, "Okay."

Ten minutes later...

Lin Peipei's hand has been lifted and lowered in front of the door dozens of times during this period.

Lal finally couldn't help saying to Lin Peipei, "Miss, how long do we have to stand at the door? My hands are sore." I saw two suitcases on his shoulders and two big bags in his hand. At this time, the muscles in my hands are trembling. Lar wondered what was in it, and he could make himself, a former American special forces member, so embarrassed

(PS: Today's last chapter, I look forward to your performance. Alas,, comfort yourself...)