Participating in that kind of banquet with a ghost in his heart is tantamount to being bored, Luo Qingyu said that he was congratulating, and he left directly without even saying a word back.

It's a little unruly, but a rule, in the eyes of some people, no matter how polite she is, it's useless. From beginning to end, people thought that she was a chickadee that flew up the branches, at most a polite chickadee, and she was suspected of being a good man.

Therefore, she didn't have to gossip about it, and she became an original little and took the afternoon flight back to her home in the magic capital.

It rained on the night I returned, and the chill was freezing to the bone, freezing Anton and Agai to the core. The thickened coat was in the trunk and was not easy to reach.

Luo Qingyu was much more comfortable than them, and the colder the day, the more obvious the warmth on his body became. The cold wind blew on her face, cold, and a wave of warmth surged up, making her experience what it means to be ice and fire at all times.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Hong drove to pick her up, there was no way, there was a car at home, people were hypocritical, and they had to use the family car to rest assured.

Sure enough, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Therefore, you must not live here for a long time, otherwise it will be difficult to adapt to returning to the countryside in the future, although the days of Deadwood Ridge are quite comfortable......

Send Anton and Agai back to their respective homes, and the last stop is to return to Yawan Villa.

Because, on this cold and rainy night, she didn't want to go home, she wanted to take the car and wander the streets. Experience for yourself what it's like to laugh in a BMW car, even though it's not a BMW.

She also asked Xiaohong to order a song that was particularly appropriate for the occasion:

"Walking in the rain, the blue street lights are gradually ......"

She has listened to this song since she was a child, and her aunt likes to listen to it the most. Too many times to play, and the tape often jammed.

Due to her mother's intervention, she hadn't seen her aunt for a long time.

I heard that she has now become a tree hole for her eldest aunt and little aunt, and she worries about her children or nieces and nieces every day.

The fine tradition of the Gu family, if you live well, you can't help but care about the lives of your relatives. Especially the niece who was very close to her when she was a child, but unfortunately, the second sister Gu Ning resolutely refused to let her approach.

In the past two years, my aunt has been complaining about the indifference of the second sister in front of her two brothers and sisters-in-law.

The eldest uncle also often persuaded the second sister Gu Ning, but with little effect.

That's for sure, because of the girl's cheating eyes, and many years ago, an unknown person went to Luojia Village to inquire about his son's news, and his parents and relatives on the Luo family's side occasionally interacted and were not familiar with each other.

If it weren't for living in Daguzhuang, Gu Ning couldn't wait for his mother's family not to know that he had a daughter.

There are some things that you don't know about the severity of things until it's too late.

“...... I'm afraid to look at your back, so I only smile bitterly and look at the rain......"

Ah, I think it's wrong.

Hearing this lyric, Luo Qingyu came back to his senses, stared at the rain curtain outside the window, and recalled Anton's schedule.

The filming date of the endorsement ad is set for the day after tomorrow, so she will rest at home tomorrow. As for whether it will rain the day after tomorrow and whether it will affect the shooting, she doesn't care. The scheduled schedule said that it was raining, and she would definitely cooperate with the knife.

It depends on whether those people will make her suffer, and if she will, she will not cooperate with them next time~.

......

At ten o'clock in the evening, I finally returned to the warm home of Liangtang, which was in stark contrast to the darkness and clammy coldness of the outside world.

After supper, Luo Xiaomei, who took a bath, wore a cotton Chinese-style nightdress, talked to Brother Nian with headphones, and came to his bedroom with a box:

"Will the box I got from Aunt Mei's house be sent to you tomorrow, or how will it be dropped?"

"What's in there?" asked the man across from him in a low voice.

He was busy in front of the computer, and this man worked almost 24 hours a day, the only difference was where he worked. During the day he is either in the laboratory or in the office, and occasionally in the living room at night, and at the moment in the study.

"You don't know yourself?" she opened his bedroom door with her free hand and turned on the light, frowning as she frowned, "Didn't you fall into the Cui family?"

"Lie to you, find an excuse for you to go to the door. "Hone your courage and guts.

The corners of Luo Qingyu's mouth twitched, "What's the drop, you plan to let me go to the backyard to socialize?"

"Rely on you, I'm afraid I won't survive an episode. ”

Poof, Luo Xiaomei almost vomited blood in anger, she was unhappy, threw the box on his bed, and said angrily, "Then you still let me go?" Oh, you have a new love, and you are afraid that others will scold you Chen Shimei, so you plan for me to send someone away?"

Haha, Brother Nian on the other end of the phone chuckled, "Is it that scary?"

"Be careful, step by step, what do you say?" Luo Qingyu said angrily, "Hey, you don't plan to enter politics, do you?"

"Do you want to be an official's wife?"

"No, I don't have the IQ of that official's wife. ”

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it me?" he teased, "we complement each other, you are responsible for giving me a football team to train a new force, and there will be successors." ”

If you want a women's football team, it's too difficult to bring a men's football team.

"How can you have so many in politics?" his words made Luo Qingyu laugh and fall on the bed.

Since he lay down, he simply rolled around his bed twice, and sighed that the dragon bed was not as good as his own nest, and the bed at home was the most comfortable.

Hearing her movements, Nong Bonian unconsciously hooked his lips and smiled, and said gently, "Help me see what's in the box?"

"Oh. Luo Qingyu turned over, lifted his hand, and opened the lid of the box, "Huh, it's a sweater." ”

Take it out and spread it out on the bed, tsk, you don't have to try it, I see that the size of the sweater is about the same as the daily clothes worn by Brother Nian, it must fit.

Take a closer look, there is no label and no mark, it looks like it is handmade by private people, it can't be Aunt Mei, right?

"Brother Nian, Aunt Mei seems to treat you as a son. Isn't this good, right?, is it better for us to keep our distance from them?" Luo Qingyu was a little worried.

"No need, Cui Lao will retire in a few years, and his power will be dismantled and dispersed, and there will be little threat in the future, and it will have no impact on us. The farmer's youthful attitude was reassuring, and he told her, "Help me hang it in the first compartment on the left side of the wardrobe." ”

His things had always been categorized, the opposite of hers.

Luo Qingyu took it as he said, opened the cabinet and saw that a row of cold-colored sweaters were neatly hanging inside. The same color is squeezed together, long to long, short to short, arranged neatly in turn, and the style of life is very strict.

Of course, since he had an extra one in his life, this strict style is difficult to maintain.

Use the hanger to prop up the sweater that Aunt Mei gave and hang it in the same color, it's all right. Although the formation is a bit chaotic, it adds a wisp of popularity and fireworks to his cold and hard life style, and he is not grateful for taking it away.

After putting it away, close the closet door and leave.

Actually, she admires and envies his classification habits, although the style is cold and hard, but it looks really neat and clean. She's different, although there are also classifications, and it will be messed up in less than a few days, and I don't know how to do it.

Every time I come to his room, I have to make a mess of something, intentionally or unintentionally. It's not that he can't find it because of throwing it around, but that the object is slightly moved and not so neat, which affects the visual effect.

Sometimes I think that she can live unharmed until now, it should be because of the lack of time together, and he has never scolded her for hurting her because of this. At most, he glanced at her lightly, and then silently cleaned up and silently rearranged it.

Slowly, it doesn't matter how messy she is when she is there. By the time she left, his room would soon be back to its original state.

Just like now, Luo Xiaomei jumped on his bed and rolled a few times, and then a carp jumped out of bed, tidied up the nightdress on his body, and walked out of his room quite ladylikely.

Although it was late at night, she couldn't sleep.

It's raining outside, and it's a good time to read a book...... Ah no, look for the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and use the power of nature to soothe her impetuous mind.