This meal was not easy, and Xiang Xiaoyuan had to keep paying attention to whether the blue monsoon rain was dipped in too much sauce.

Although she has had a heart transplant and is recovering well, there are some things that need to be taken care of, such as salt intake.

Halfway through the meal, Lan Jiyu pointed to the TV in the private room and said to the waiter, "Can you sing?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan, who hadn't sung for a long time, also responded immediately, and Cheng Hao had no choice but to let the two of them go.

The two of them chose a song by Jolin Tsai to see me sing together, I have to say that Xiaoyuan's voice is really very good, jumping and jumping like a cute doll, although singing in a restaurant is a bit unusual, but Cheng Hao still thinks it is very interesting.

Of course, my daughter-in-law thinks how good it is.

But Lan Jiyu opened his mouth, and without singing a word, Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he almost threw away the microphone.

Cheng Haohe Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Lan Jiyu dumbfounded, wouldn't she?

But Lan Jiyu still didn't realize it, and still sang hard: Don't be discouraged, put aside the old concept, and start to change now.

It didn't feel right until she noticed two eyes staring at her, and she slowly turned her head.

"Wouldn't it be Xiaoyu?

Lan Jiyu scratched his head: "Actually, I also found out, I don't know how to do it, I don't know how to sing after the operation, it seems that I feel a little wrong." However, my sense of music on the cello was not affected. ”

This is also a problem that she can't figure out, her music is also professional, why is it out of tune as soon as she opens her mouth to sing? Although she deliberately corrects it, she can't help but run to her grandmother's house when she is happy to sing.

"Okay! no matter, have you finished eating?" Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, but still held on and said: "If you finish eating, Mr. Cheng, you can go to work!

Cheng Hao didn't know what to say after opening his mouth for a long time, and in the end he could only make sure that he couldn't provoke him, and then swallowed all his anger back.

"Give money!" Lan Jiyu stretched out his hand and said to Cheng Hao with a straight face.

"What money?" Cheng Hao didn't turn a corner.

Lan Jiyu rolled his eyes and said, "The money for shopping! I'm poor now, don't ask who you want to ask?"

Cheng Hao had no choice but to continue pretending to be a grandson, and his aunt and grandmother really couldn't afford to mess with him.

He took out a card and put it in Xiaoyu's palm: "Swipe it casually, as long as you two are happy, you can swipe it as much as you want!"

This is the card he had prepared for Xiaoyuan a long time ago, but she never wanted to keep it for herself.

"Where are you going? I'll send a driver to see you off, right?"

"No!" Lan Jiyu pulled Xiang Xiaoyuan: "You want to spy on us, you don't have to worry about it!"

After that, he didn't bother with Cheng Hao anymore, turned around and left happily with Xiao Yuan, leaving him alone in the same place.

"Calm down...... Cheng Hao soothed himself, but how could he be calm? Who can tell him who the goods that kidnapped Xiaoyuan were?

Blue Monsoon doesn't really ghost itself, does it?

Standing at the window and seeing Xiang Xiaoyuan and Lan Jiyu get into a taxi, Cheng Hao walked out of the hotel, and then drove to intercept a tailgating taxi.

"Come down, come down, I've seen you!" Cheng Hao got out of the car and yelled at the other party's door.

I saw the man in the black shirt in the back seat slowly take off his sunglasses and walk out.

"Okay, I feel sharp enough!"

"Sharp fart!" Cheng Hao began to open his mouth to curse: "Shang Peng, you kid, don't you know to tell me in advance when you come back?"

Knowing that Lan Jiyu had tossed Cheng Hao enough, and now that he was angry, Shang Peng couldn't help laughing.

Lan Jiyu returned to China with him, but as soon as he got off the plane, he dragged his luggage and said that he was looking for a place to live, and asked Shang Peng not to follow her.

But how dare Shang Peng not follow, he had to escort him silently all the way, and when he saw that ancestor went to Cheng Hao's house, he was completely in a state of mind that didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Since she's with Xiaoyuan, let's go back to the company!"

He hasn't been back for a long time, Shang Peng also has a lot of things to deal with, and he is still very relieved to have Xiang Xiaoyuan to accompany Lan Jiyu......

"If you want this color, it's not bad, do you want to try it?"

Lan Jiyu lay in front of the cosmetics counter and motioned to the counter lady to get her a lipstick, then turned to Xiao Yuan and said, "Your lips are so beautiful, why don't you choose a color?"

Xiao Yuan sighed deeply, carrying her big bag and small bag only helplessly.

However, seeing Xiaoyu's lip color, she couldn't help but be a little tempted, so she also sat on the makeup chair and asked the makeup artist to try that color for herself.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's mouth is already good-looking, with a round upper lip slightly upturned with a small lip bead, and after painting this grapefruit-red lipstick is like a petal, people can't help but want to kiss it.

"Is it good-looking?" asked Xiaoyu, pointing to his lips to Xiao Yuan.

Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction: "Of course it's good-looking! A woman looks good for herself, even if she doesn't wipe anything, it's good-looking!"

Xiao Yuan knew that she was teasing herself, and couldn't help but blushing and making a face at her.

"It's all right!" Lan Jiyu turned his head to the teller and said, then looked at his eyelashes in the mirror: "Actually, the most important thing for every woman to please is herself, I put on makeup and wear gorgeous clothes because my mother is happy, and I don't comb my face or wash my face because my mother is happy!

Walking around the ghost gate made her think about a lot of things.

Xiaoyuan also likes this kind of blue monsoon rain, after all, it was not easy for her to live before.

"Where are you going next?" asked Xiang Xiaoyuan, getting up.

"Do your hair!" "Blue Jiyu had already thought about it.

The two of them came to the hair salon together, Xiaoyuan just repaired the ends of her hair, but Lan Jiyu had a full of ideas.

"I want to be scalded into big rolls, like ocean waves, and dyed flaxen!"

Lan Jiyu communicated with the hairstylist, hoping that he could understand his thoughts.

Hearing her request, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but be a little strange: "Why? Aren't you looking good when you're so dark and straight now?"

Lan Jiyu's long hair is almost up to the waist, although it is not as long and black as Zhong Yuan's original, but it is not bad.

Speaking of the black long straight Xiaoyu, she naturally thought of Zhong Yuan's long satin-like hair, and couldn't help sighing: "I like it too, but I don't have so much hair, and I'm annoyed to keep straight hair all the time, and I want to change it." I don't know why I always dream after I change my mind, I always dream of you, I dream of Zhong Yuan dreaming of my mother, and I always dream of a person who can't see his face clearly, and that long hair like seaweed shining with flax luster is really beautiful!"

Seaweed-like long hair, big wavy curls beautiful flaxen.

Hearing such a description, Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly chuckled, and she couldn't help but think of Zhao Jianling.