Chapter 907: Chapter 907

Chapter 907: Chapter 907 love is a superstition of the right place at the right time

“Yes, it’s by the sea, ” he replied and quickly started the car. “But it’s not by the sea. It’s a bit far. If you feel uncomfortable riding for a long distance, you can lie down and sleep for a while. ”

“Okay. ” Mu Ru immediately closed her eyes. It was rare for Dongfang Mo to be in such a good mood. He usually put his work first and took a break for the first time to accompany her to play. Of course, she had to enjoy it.

Mu Ru was lying on her side. Dongfang Mo was quietly driving the car, and the car was flowing with soft music. The soft music was enlightening music. When she closed her eyes and listened to it, she could hear the sound of the surging sea and the screams of the white cranes on the beach It could not help but remind people of the scene of cranes dancing in the white sand.

Pregnant women were lethargic. Mu Ru slowly fell asleep in the soft music. She slept very soundly. She did not even know when Dongfang Mo’s car got on the highway, whether he was driving fast on the highway, or whether there was a traffic jam.

When she woke up, Dongfang Mo’s car had already parked. She yawned and sat up straight. Only then did she realize that it was really an endless sea outside the window. The sea water was very blue, and it could be replaced by dark green.

Just as she was in a daze, Dongfang Mo had already opened the car door for her outside. He extended his hand and entered. She placed her hand on his palm, and he helped her out of the car.

The moment she turned around, she realized that there was a small villa not far behind her. She could not help but wonder, why was it a villa and not a villa?

There was indeed only one villa, and it was an old two-story villa. Dongfang Mo held her hand and walked in. The courtyard was very large, and there were Bodhi trees and coconut trees planted inside. Because it was near the sea, the air was obviously filled with a salty smell.

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The villa by the sea was so close to the beach. Mu Ru could not help but be excited. This was a completely different feeling from looking at the sea from a distance on the mountain in one inch ink city.

“Do you like it? ” He came over and hugged her from behind. His thin lips exhaled a warm breath beside her ear.

“Why wouldn’t I like it? ” Mu Ru could not help but nod, but the smile on her face could not be hidden.

Although she had lived in a city close to the sea during her five years in Korea, she was busy every day. In fact, she rarely went to the beach by the sea.

“Let’s go inside and take a look first. ” Dongfang Mo held her hand, turned around, and walked toward the door of the building.

Mu Ru followed him. When she reached the door, she saw lilies placed under the window. She was slightly stunned. There were no more or less lilies. After careful counting, it turned out to be 57 lilies.

The Flower Language of 57 lilies was: My Love, my wife!

Mu Ru could not help but put her hand on her forehead. When she turned her head to look, she realized that the other side was actually filled with blue enchantresses. They did not dazzle her. Her heart instantly tightened, and beads of sweat could faintly be seen on her palms.

“Dongfang Mo, ” she could not help but call out to him softly.

“MM. ” He held her hand tightly. Feeling the sweat on her palms, he could not help but ask nervously, “what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well? ”

She shook her head, looked at the 57 lilies and then looked at the blue enchantress in full bloom. She could not help but ask in a low voice, “why isn’t there… the Resurrection Lily? ”

“I don’t want that kind of flower. ” He squeezed her and said in a low voice, “Mu Ru, the lilies and the blue enchantress are the best flowers for the two of us. The other flowers are not not beautiful, but they are not suitable for the two of us. ”

Lilies, a hundred years of harmony and 57 flowers. My Love, my wife!