President Luo's brain crashed _1

In zhuyuan, Xia Bohe's bedroom was actually the master bedroom.

Previously, Luo tianlin often went on business trips, and when he came back occasionally, he would just make do in the guest room.

Now that he was often at home, he had become a permanent guest in the guest room.

This matter couldn't be kept a secret from mother Lin, but she had always been tight-lipped, so old master Luo still didn't know that the young couple in zhuyuan had been living in separate rooms.

Shermie was lying on the big bed, covered completely by the blanket. Her long black hair curled up to the pillow and passed through the corner of the blanket, revealing a little bit of her hair's playful curve.

She didn't dress up deliberately, and her hair was messy, but Luo tianlin still found her pleasing to the eye.

In the past, when he attended business cocktail parties, there would always be some bosses who would find so-called elegant and beautiful girls to accompany him.