Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 62 The Pretty Boy

She walked to the rear door and opened it gently.

Come out a pretty boy, yes! !He is a beautiful boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

His skin was as translucent as the morning dew on roses in the morning, flaxen hair fell over his full forehead, covering his eyes.

When he raised his head casually, the flaxen hair was gently raised, shining with dots of light, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.

Amber eyes, pure like a lake in the setting sun, quiet and natural,
His eyelashes are long and curly, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, and his jaw is small and delicate.

A beautiful boy, Roland felt, he was like the Shota in the Japanese manga books those younger junior sisters read.

There is innocence in that beauty, cuteness in innocence, and liveliness in cuteness.

The woman guided the boy in, her attitude seemed very humble, I don't know what's the relationship! !

The driver also took out the luggage from the trunk and followed them into the gate of the gym.

It wasn't until their figures completely disappeared in front of him that Roland took his gaze back and put it on his book.

That woman just now looks really familiar, where did she meet her before? !

Although Roland's eyes were fixed on the book, she didn't know where her thoughts went. After sitting for a while, she clicked on the book and started walking to the gym.

Since, if you want to know, just go in! !
Walking through the corridor of the gymnasium, passing a garden, and entering the villa, just after opening the door and changing shoes at the entrance, I heard a commotion inside.

Grandpa's laughter was also extremely loud. To be honest, she had never heard such hearty laughter from grandpa after she had been here for so long.

Grandpa has always been so rigorous and meticulous, but today he is smiling so happily.

Could it be the two people just now?

Thinking about it, Roland walked into the hall. As soon as he entered, he saw that all the people surrounded the two people like a moon, talking about something enthusiastically, even the one who had been calm for the past two days. Luo Feiyan's face was full of laughing words.

Looking at such a happy scene, Roland stopped walking, and suddenly a sense of desolation emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Facing such a lively scene, she felt lonely, everything here didn't suit her, and this place didn't belong to her.

Suddenly, the spontaneous sense of loneliness deeply suppressed her original curiosity, her dark pupils were completely cold, and her short chestnut hair, which was a bit sloppy, also looked deeper.

"Roland—"

When she was about to turn around and go out, Luo Zhengsheng suddenly yelled out. His voice was unusually thick and mixed with a trace of majesty. Maybe he was used to being serious!

As soon as his voice fell, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes turned to Roland.

Including the two people who just came in, as soon as the woman saw Roland, she couldn't take her eyes off, from confusion at the beginning to a little uncertainty.

"Yanan, this is your third sister's daughter Roland!!"

Luo Zhengsheng saw Luo Yanan's confusion, pointed at Luo Lan and said to her.

(End of this chapter)