Chapter 45

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Chapter 45

    The moment he approached the castle, Ran Xia took a deep breath.

    She felt like she smelled history, and floating in the air were memories of the Middle Ages that belonged to this country.

    Slowly opening her eyes, Ran Xia turned her head to look at Bai She: "I smell history."

    Bai She glanced at Ran Xia and felt that the wife's head seemed to be broken. A little helpless, he replied: "That's just the smell of grass juice after the grass has been trimmed."

    Ran Xia: ...

    Hey, I can't chat.

    Accompanying Bai She and walking forward, the moment he stepped into the garden of the ancient castle, what Ran Xia saw was the garden that had been carefully tidied up, full of flowers.

    Looking at the flowers, Ran Xia couldn't help squinting and laughing, and said to Bai She; "Look, these flowers seem to know that I'm coming, how beautiful are they blooming?"

    Ran Xiayue The more she liked these flowers, the more she felt that this little old castle was all to her liking.

    Especially this flower, it just bloomed specially to welcome you!

    Bai She followed Ran Xia's eyes and looked at the flowers with a cold expression: "That was prepared by me, and it has nothing to do with flowers."

    Ran Xia opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found herself at a loss for words.

    This guy...

    what's the matter?

    Can we have a good chat?

    Hey...

    Ran Xia felt that the romantic cells in her stomach were easily suffocated by Bai She's few words.

    All dead!

    Sighing lightly, Ran Xia resignedly followed Bai She's side and walked inside the castle.

    At the entrance of the castle, a man who looked like a housekeeper expressed his welcome to Bai She and Ran Xia in pure F language.

    This is a pure foreigner, and his actions seem to be measured by a ruler.

    He was wearing a tuxedo with snow-white gloves on his hands. When he noticed Ran Xia's gaze, he politely nodded at Ran Xia.

    The housekeeper stretched out his hand and invited Ran Xia and Bai She to enter the door together.

    The interior of the castle still maintains the luxurious style of the Middle Ages. Although there are traces of refinement, the overall style is extremely uniform. Occasionally, the luxury of this castle a hundred years ago can be glimpsed from the details.

    Ran Xia couldn't help but leaned into Bai She's ear and whispered, "If you put on a Rococo dress for me, then I'll be a princess now."

    Bai She had already predicted Ran Xia's reaction, and for her words, It didn't seem surprising, he chuckled lightly and said something to the housekeeper.

    The housekeeper responded, and Bai She walked upstairs with Ran Xia.

    Ran Xia's eyes couldn't help but light up a little bit.

    The staircase is a beautiful winding ladder, covered with a carpet with delicate patterns. When you step on it, you can't make any sound.

    Going upstairs slowly, as the butler walked to a huge cloakroom on the second floor, Ran Xia couldn't help but widened her eyes, unable to hold back her exclamation.

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