Chapter 1557

"Actually, it's okay..." Lu Yitong explained with a smile, "The air in the mountains is good, there is not so much dust, and the servants usually only clean it once every two or three days... and my husband is not here, I live alone, and I cook simple meals. That's enough, you don't need too many servants."

She continued to walk a few steps forward and opened a door, "Let's rest here, I'll ask the servant to bring some hot drinks over."

After finishing speaking, Chao Tangtang smiled and left the room.

After Lu Yitong left, Gu Liang opened the window of the room to let fresh air pour in.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" He touched Tangtang's forehead, it wasn't hot, and his face was still rosy, but his brows were always furrowed, obviously very uncomfortable.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tangtang rubbed his forehead against Gu Liang's palm, coquettishly: "Uncomfortable...the smell is everywhere, so greasy, I want to vomit."

Gu Liang asked: "The taste of Batiao?"

Tangtang nodded.

"Didn't you eat it before?" Gu Liang teased her with a smile, "Why do you find it disgusting now?"

"It used to be like eating skewers." Tangtang stroked his chest and said with a complicated expression, "But now, I feel like I've fallen into a barbecue, and even my breath is greasy and greasy..."

"Okay, don't describe it anymore." Gu Liang couldn't laugh or cry, "The more you talk, the more disgusting you are, you should think of something else and divert your attention."

"Unexpected." Tangtang pouted, "If you kiss me, maybe I can think of something else."

Gu Liang knocked on her, "Don't even think about that kind of thing! Think about something healthy!"

Tangtang tilted her head and thought for a while, "The green movement is pollution-free, and it feels quite healthy..."

Gu Liang rubbed her head with a smile.

The two talked for a while in the room, and a servant came in with tea and snacks.

It's not good for Gu Liang to stay in the house all the time. When he comes to someone's house as a guest, he always has to go out to socialize to be considered decent. He told Tangtang to rest obediently, left the room by himself, and went to the living room in front.

Lu Yitong is very good at maintaining the atmosphere. She is the kind of hostess who can easily make the guest of honor happy. This is a kind of wisdom, but Lu Yitong's wisdom is too utilitarian, so that Gu Liang has always been indifferent to her, whether he likes her or not. stand up.

For example, the guests she invited today are undoubtedly people who can help her re-enter the art circle.

After marriage, she was shrouded in the light of Mo Sang, and everyone called her Mrs. Mo, so that the name Lu Yitong gradually fell silent in the art circle. Even if she wants to produce good works now, she urgently needs the approval and recommendation of insiders.

Of course, the best candidate to introduce her is Mo Sang.

Lu Yitong is looking far away, either there is something wrong with his marriage, or... something wrong with Mosang.

After chatting for a while in the living room, Lu Yitong led them to visit the studio.

He walked the same aisle just now, stopped and walked, and admired the paintings on the wall along the way.

At the end of the aisle is a door. When the door is opened, there is a wooden bridge. The wooden bridge is about 30 meters long and connects to a low house with a pointed roof built between rocks and trees.

Lu Yitong walked in the front, and explained to the guests behind him with a smile: "Mosang insisted on separating the studio from the living area. He thought it was quiet here, and he also said that the works should not be tainted with fireworks."

A guest agreed: "It should be like this. Every day is entangled with mundane affairs, and people have become tacky. How can they engage in artistic creation?"

Lu Yitong pursed her lips, and the smile on her face faded a little.