The villa is 30% high, and each floor is about five meters apart, which is not a two-meter building for ordinary families.
Ding dong!
Mo Xiaocheng rang the doorbell and soon a maid came out. Before Mo Xiaocheng spoke, the maid recognized him and said, "Ah, it was Mr. Mo. Are you looking for our lady?" Please come in. "
Slightly surprised at the maid’s enthusiasm and memory, I didn’t expect to dress up in a hurry that night, but I still let the other party remember him. He didn’t express his words, but he followed the maid in with a faint nod.
"Miss mo hasn’t got up yet? Can I help you? Shall I wake her up? " The maid turned to say
Mo Xiaocheng thought about it and thought it would be better to give it to Amanda personally, although the money is not much, so he said, "What time do you ladies usually get up?"
The maid looked at the hour and said, "Our young lady usually wakes up in about half an hour." "Well, I’ll wait for her to wake up." Moxiao City Road
"good"
Moxiao City sits on a soft sofa. When you sit on it, your whole ass sinks in. It’s very elastic. It’s a valuable product that makes you sit comfortably, as if you were sitting on a cloud.
The maid made him a cup of wake-up coffee and left, showing good quality and being a servant, which made Mo Xiaocheng more interested in Amanda’s identity.
MoXiaoCheng got up and walked slowly to watch this villa.
He is staying on the first floor as a reception hall to entertain guests. The host lives on the second and third floors.
The hall is very big, and it is only one third smaller than Xiao Junliang Manor, so it can hold a large party.
There is a large screen embedded in the front wall, which is a family view, but it is many times larger than the general family view, even 60 or 70 inches.
The ground is as clean as washing your face, and you can see your reflection. First, the quality of porcelain is good. Second, there are servants scrubbing it every day.
Turning a corner, Moxiao City brightened up at the moment because he saw a painting, an ancient China painting, "A Trekking Map".
The famous painter Ma Yuanshi in the Southern Song Dynasty has seen this "Trekking Map" in Moxiao City. In the famous map, the boulder near Tianlong Creek Bridge stands on the left corner, and there are several old farmers who are singing and dancing in Moxiao City. They have never seen the original and don’t know whether this "Trekking Map" is original or not. He is not a master in it. He thinks the painting is lifelike, and the mountains are high, the mountains are quiet, the sky is far away, the trees are deep, and there is a happy year.
Mo Xiaocheng looked intently and felt as if he were there.
This painting is a good one whether it is original or not!
As soon as half an hour passed, Mo Xiaocheng went to see the villa layout with appreciation. Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came to Mo Xiaocheng and looked up. It was Amanda.
Chapter two hundred and seventy-three God changed! (middle)
Amanda is very sexy at this time.
Dressed in light pink, she was sleepy and wore a pair of fluffy soft shoes. Because she didn’t wear a bra, her chest was towering and bulging. Mo Xiaocheng’s eyes were so bright that she could see two bumps on her chest.
Mo Xiaocheng felt a burst of qi and blood rising and a little dizzy. He quickly moved his eyes and read see no evil and see no evil in his mouth. His face turned slightly red and soon recovered his composure.
Seeing Mo Xiaocheng smiling at her, Amanda’s pajamas woke up with a surprise. "My Mr. Di Mo, are you here?" When did you come? "
Mo Xiaocheng smiled and said, "It didn’t take long to arrive, about half an hour ago."
Amanda immediately slightly displeased to the maid next to her, "Why didn’t you wake me up when Mr. Marimo came?" Let Mr. Mo wait here for so long. "
Mary, the maid who saw her angry, was frightened and uneasy. "Not miss me …"
Mo Xiaocheng hurriedly said, "Miss Amanda, please don’t blame her. I took the liberty of asking her not to wake you up. Hehe, I know it’s not a beautiful thing to be woken up while sleeping. Anyway, it’s nothing if I have it today."
Amanda took back her glare at Mary, the maid, and stepped up to the front of Moxiao City with her arms open and she was about to hug Moxiao City.
Mo Xiaocheng was shocked and took a step back to avoid Amanda. She was a little unhappy when she embraced Amanda warmly. She said, "Mr. Mo, what do you want to flash?" Don’t you like Amanda? "
Touched his nose awkwardly, Moxiao City is really not used to Americans embracing him as soon as they meet, explaining that "it’s not that we in China are not used to hugging when we meet, and it’s not that we don’t like Miss Amanda."
China people meet as a handshake ceremony, while Americans and other European countries are a face-to-face ceremony and a hug ceremony to show affection and respect. Moxiao City knows that this is a custom, but it is still difficult for him to accept.
However, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Mo Xiaocheng hesitated a little or hugged Amanda gently. Who knows that Amanda is too enthusiastic to throw her whole body into Mo Xiaocheng’s arms and hug him firmly. Mo Xiaocheng’s face is wry and he can clearly feel the other person’s elastic chest against his chest except for his thin clothes. His senses are sensitive and he can feel the highlights of the other person.
Mo Xiaocheng blushed uncontrollably because he had a physiological reaction and quickly pushed her and laughed. "Miss Amanda, I’m a little flattered by your enthusiasm."
Amanda chuckled a little and said, "Mr. Mo, you are shy. You look so cute. I have never seen a shy man like you in America. You interest me."
When she said this, Moxiao City became more natural and graceful. He took out five hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to Amanda. "Miss Amanda gave it to me that night. I borrowed 500 yuan from you. I just came to pay you back today."
Amanda seems to be unhappy. She didn’t accept money from Moxiao City, but said, "Mr. Mo, you can take this money back. Just consider it as a friend’s help. You didn’t come to pay it back specially."
MoXiaoCheng is primly saying, "Miss Amanda, we China people have a glib tongue, and we still owe money. This is a matter of course. For Miss Amanda, this 500 yuan may be too small for you, but for me, it is a debt of gratitude. Without this 500 yuan, I might have to run back to Los Angeles." MoXiaoCheng paused, took Amanda’s hand and put it in her hand. "All this 500 yuan will be accepted by Miss Amanda."
Amanda saw that MoXiao City was serious, but she accepted it even though she didn’t understand why he was so serious.
Seeing that Amanda received the money, Mo Xiao was ready to leave when she reached her goal.