"All right, Little Nomi will definitely make Grandma happy."
"Little Nomi, stay here with grandma. Remember to be good," Monique said.
Little Nomi rolled her big black and bright eyes and then nodded. "I will, Mommy."
"Grandma, I'm leaving." Monique greeted Old Grandma and then let Henry pull her out of the room.
The bright moon was in the sky. Monique followed Henry through the door and came to a long corridor.
The two sides of the corridor were filled with gardens. There was a small mountain on one side, and there was a fountain on the mountain.
As they walked along the corridor, there was always a fragrance wafting into their noses.
Monique had just eaten too much at the dinner table, so it was a good time to come out and digest.
Moreover, the scenery in the courtyard was pleasant, and the garden design of the old house was really good.
There were white jade-like flowers, pink delicate flowers, and bright red flowers too.
At first, Monique looked at the scenery and didn't think much of it.
However, the further they went in, the less flowers and plants there were, and there were more trees.
There was no one here, so it looked particularly quiet.
As Monique walked, she couldn't help looking around.
Then she couldn't help glancing at Henry from the corner of his eyes.
Under the dim night light, Henry's face, which could turn everything upside down, exuded infinite charm.
There was a perfect face under his short black hair. The bridge of his nose was as straight as a carving, and the outline was cold, hard, and beautiful. There was no emotion on his handsome and cold face.
He was tall and straight, and his steps were lazy. And he tried her best to take care of her when she was walking.
She had never expected to have such an opportunity to walk with him like this.
They walked together like ordinary people.
"What are you looking at?" Henry found that Monique seemed to have looked at him several times. His thin lips slowly uttered a lazy and magnetic voice, low and husky.
What was more important was…
Monique peeked at Henry and suddenly she was noticed by him. She felt a little guilty. "No, I didn't?"
"Really?" The man raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly. "You are obviously peeping at me."
Eh!
He saw it through but didn't make it clear.
"Why you can't pretend that you didn't see it?"
Monique's fair face immediately turned red, and her heart suddenly beat wildly again.
It was really embarrassing to peek at him and be caught by him.
Her long and thick eyelashes fluttered like feathers. "I just didn't expect that we would have such an opportunity. It's a little incredible to walk so calmly."
Her voice was soft, gentle and sweet, like the flowing water on a high mountain, refreshing people's hearts.
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