Chapter 545: Sweetness
Lu Zhendong looked at the person in front of him carefully. Playing with Lan Xin's soft little hand in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he had a doting smile.
Lan Xin looked at the bloodshot in his eyes and knew that he must have rushed back day and night. While my heart is sweet, I am also a little distressed. She leaned softly on his shoulder and whispered, "When I came over, I had already asked Mother Jane to prepare the pot and send it directly here." ”
"Well, okay!" Lu Zhendong replied lazily. His chin rested on the top of Lan Xin's hair, and he sniffed the unique fragrance of the girl's body, and his bones were soft, and he didn't want to move.
Where did Lan Xin know about these twists and turns, only when he was tired from traveling these days. I couldn't help but soften a little softer, and said softly: "Actually, you don't have to be in such a hurry. There are still a few days left before the New Year's Festival. And besides······"
Feeling the whole body of the person behind her pressing down, she raised her head and asked, "Have you been on the road for the past few days and haven't rested well?"
The black and white eyes are crystal clear. The calm surface of the lake is now occupied by its own shadow. Lu Zhendong's heart fluttered, and his whole heart was about to melt. The delicate lips like ripe red cherries are mouth-watering.
Looking at Lu Zhendong's stunned appearance, Lan Xin continued: "Your eyes are full of red bloodshots, you must be tired from the journey. It's better not to go back after you've eaten. ”
"Really?!" Lu Zhendong's eyes widened in surprise, staring at Lan Xin for a moment. I was afraid that I had heard it wrong just now, and I was worried that Lan would regret it and retract what he just said. Just looked at Lan Xin cautiously and expectantly, "Can I really stay?"
Lan Xin was numb by Lu Zhendong's burning eyes, his cheeks were crimson, and he said angrily: "What do you want?! I mean let you live in the guest house." ”
"Hehe!" The corners of Lu Zhendong's mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't help laughing, and the affection in his eyes was about to overflow. Unconsciously folded his arms, fixed the person in his arms, and said with a smile: "I'm talking about the guest house?······!" Lan Xin····· Is it to ······ Do you want me to live in Lan Yuan?"
He deliberately spoke slowly, and watched Lan Xin's face get redder and redder with evil eyes. His voice was hoarse and deep, like a feather gently scratching a man's heart. Coupled with the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, Lan couldn't help but be stunned.
Lu Zhendong has always resisted the impulse in his heart. But looking at Lan's cute appearance, especially when he saw himself, he was stunned. Where can I still bear it.
A gentle kiss was imprinted on her eyes. Lan Xin really closed his eyes "obediently". His lips didn't stop, and he continued to slide down. It moved to the small nose, and then it was imprinted on the red lips that were as full as red cherries.
I wanted to stop at a shallow taste, but when I tasted that taste, I knew what it meant to be unstoppable. In an instant, all sanity collapsed, and all that was left was endless demanding.
"Hmm!" Lan Xin muttered softly. recalled Lu Zhendong's sanity, and it took him a lot of effort to let go of Lan Xin.
Lan glared at him in annoyance. thinks he is very imposing, but in Lu Zhendong's eyes, there is endless style. He couldn't help but give her a light peck on her crimson cheek.
Raised his hand to tidy up the hairpin ring for Lan Xin, combed her hair, and saw that there was nothing wrong, so she let go of her with a smile. When I was worried that I would lose my mind again, I was bumped into by someone who brought something in, so I quickly diverted my attention.
took out a long flat box from his arms, handed it to Lan Xin's hand, and whispered, "This is my birthday gift for you." ”
Lan Xin knew that he was changing the topic, so as not to look wrong between the two of them, so that his subordinates could see the clues. He pouted, squinted at the box in front of him, and just didn't reach out to pick it up.
Lu Zhendong pursed his lips and smiled, reaching out to open the box. I saw a red plum hairpin appear in the box.
"Ah, it's beautiful!" Lan Xin exclaimed, taking the hairpin in his hand, which was carved from a fine piece of black jade, and the top was inlaid with red petals carved out of the finest rubies.
Like a red plum blooming on the branches, people can't put it down.
Lu Zhendong looked at Lan Xin and liked it, and he was also happy in his heart. Stretched out his hand to take the hairpin and said softly, "I'll help you put it on!"
Lan Xin avoided his hand, shook his head and refused: "Don't, I want to keep it for the New Year." ”
"Hahaha! Lu Zhendong stretched out his hand to scratch her nose and said dotingly, "Fool, I said it, this is a birthday gift for you." During the Chinese New Year, there are still others. ”
"Hey, hey!" Lan Xin smiled and handed over the hairpin, "You designed this hairpin, right?"
Lu Zhendong took the hand of the hairpin and asked with a smile, "How do you know?"
"Guess. Lan Xin laughed. "Hmm!" Lu Zhendong nodded and said, "The black jade was obtained before, and the ruby was bought by me when I went to Dayu this time." I knew that you liked red plums, so I thought about designing a red plum hairpin. Do you like it?"
"Well, I like it!" Lan Xin raised his hand to touch the red plums between his buns, nodded with a smile and said, "Actually, you don't have to rush to make up for my birthday present." You gave me a gift a long time ago. ”
As he spoke, he pulled out a pendant from his collar. It was the pigeon-egg-sized ruby that Lu Zhendong had given her before, and Lan Xin used silver thread to weave a net-like loop, put the gem inside, and wear it around her neck.
Lu Zhendong held the ruby with Lan Xin's body temperature, and said with a smile: "This is a token of love between us, and it can't be confused with a birthday gift." ”
"What do you say?" Lan Xin blushed and glared at him in disgust.
There was a loud sound of footsteps outside, and when you listened to the sound, you knew that Mother Jane was leading someone to bring the pot.
The hot pot is steaming with steam. The thin slices of meat are soaked in the hot soup and dipped in the secret sauce made by Jane's mother, not to mention how pleasant. The two of them had eaten too much before they knew it. Put on a big hat and take a slow walk along the red plum trees in the yard to eat.
The days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Xiao Nian, and the whole house became more lively.
At dusk, Lan Xin led the people in the house to worship the god of the stove. Everyone came to the stove room and offered incense to the king of the stove in the shrine on the stove wall. And offer sugar melons made of starch sugar and noodles.
Originally, worshipping the god of the stove was a man's business, and women could not worship it. However, Lan Xin, as the only master of the Yu family, could only worship in person.
After the worship, everyone began to eat dumplings lively.
Hongxuan walked in with a panicked face and whispered in Lan Xin's ear, "Girl, there's an accident at the restaurant." ”