But what else could he do?

Lan Wei was too tired to run, but she still leaned against the door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She listened carefully, listening to Chenruo's sigh outside the door, and felt a little inexplicably sad in her heart.

Isn't she, too bad for him?

Really, why should she be upset? Hasn't she always been cold-blooded? Scold!

The cold wind, getting louder and stronger, is getting more and more biting.

Ke Chenruo and Lan Wei did not have the slightest intention of leaving.

Lan Fei suddenly hoped that time could go faster.

In this way, she can stay with Chenruo until the white head.

But Chen Ruo hopes that time will not go.

He and Lan Yu can always be like this, back to back, without speaking, but deeply, guarding each other.

Through the door, he could feel Lan Li's dependence on him. She can also feel the deep love for her outside the door.

This feeling, she really became more and more dependent.

"Chenruo, go back quickly."

Lan Fei finally spoke.

However, she asked him to go back, was she afraid that he would freeze, or was she still running away from him?

"Okay, Lan Xi, you go to bed early."

Tatsuruo did not shirk.

He was really afraid that she would catch a cold. Also, there are some things that cannot be rushed.

However, after that day, every time Chen Ruo came to see Lan Mi again, she was always turned away.

Even, every time he went backstage to find her. were all stopped by the director of Ning Wuxuan.

He regretted it more and more.

knew that he shouldn't have persecuted her in the first place.

Ningwuxuan, fragrant and attractive osmanthus, in such a cold season, but it is blooming thickly.

Lan Fei lazily teased, the red rope in her hand, her lips, unconsciously swayed, a warm smile.

On that day, after the red rope was taken away by her, she kept it well and refused to throw it away.

What a thin and cold person she was, at that time, she still laughed at Chen Ruo's treasure of the red rope! But in a blink of an eye, she herself didn't get this red rope treasure, as if it was something?

Even at that time, she was ready to bite her tongue and commit suicide. Her fingers were still clutching the red rope.

Could it be that she really likes that red string?

Or, what she likes is, what she has with Tatsuruo?

Lan Yu lazily let go of the red rope, unwilling to speculate about anything.

In the past few days, she has been avoiding Chenruo, and even dancing on stage every time, even if Chenruo is looking at her stupidly, she deliberately pretends not to know.

She was a stranger to him than a stranger.

But I don't know why, even though she is hiding from Chenruo, she is still there, and she is inquiring about Chenruo.

For example, what did Chen Ruo send her this time?

She not only collects the things that Chen Ruo sent, but also keeps them very carefully, for fear of breaking them.

Also, she will inquire about Chenruo's life experience, ask where he goes, ask him, is he good for other women?

Hum!

I even heard that if Chen Ruo smiled at a certain aunt who sold flowers, she would be very jealous.

Really, why is she jealous! She doesn't love him!

But fortunately, the reason why Chen Ruo laughed at the aunt who sold flowers once was because the aunt praised her dance.

Forget it, then she won't settle accounts with him, hum!

Moreover, Chen Ruo was rejected by her so many times, but he still didn't know how hard to come to see her every day.

This made her feel a special sense of happiness.

She can't say what this happiness is for, but if she likes it, it's fine.

Even, she was looking forward to it every day, Chen Ruo came to see him.

Of course, she is looking forward to Chenruo's stubborn resilience when she sees her every day, but she refuses to give up.

She was also afraid, afraid that if Chen Ruo was injured by her one day, she would not come.

However, she deliberately avoided Chen Ruo like this, why wasn't it a test for him? What is a secret measure of the love he can give her?

Of course, there are a lot of happy events in Lanhao these days.

Since returning from the Liangguo Palace, she has become the red card of Ning Wuxuan.

Every day, there is an endless stream of noble sons who watch her dance.

In addition to dancing, she received more and more additional rewards.

Lan Xi's mouth is smiling every day.

It seems that becoming a rich woman, which is her ultimate goal, is just around the corner.

"Hahahaha!"

Lan Xi laughed unconsciously.

She quickly covered her mouth.

In the past few days, why has she laughed more and more often, if others see that she is laughing so rampantly here alone, and think that she is sick?

She soon stopped laughing, though.

On the chaotic red stage, Lan Xia had just finished dancing, and was pulled to their side by several noble sons.

"Lan Xi, pour a cup of tea for Young Master Ben."

A man grabbed her wrist and grinned lewdly, stroking her hair.

"Let go!"

Lan Mi's hand opened his hand indifferently and was about to walk away.

But other men trapped her and didn't let her go.

The dancers next to her didn't dare to move, and no one helped her.

Lan Wei was dismissive of this.

Heh, just so daring?

What's even more hateful is that those melon-eating masses who are leisurely, cross-legged Erlang, happily eating refreshments, and watching comfortably.

Hmph, no one came to help her, they were all watching the show, right?

"Go away!"

Lan Wei was fearless and pushed the men away directly.

The men were also annoyed by her push.

They are all bullies in this imperial city, when have they suffered such crimes!

"Alas, Lan Xi, it's amazing to be a red card for Ning Wuxuan! Tell you, otherwise, how many days will the master cheer you up, do you think the red card is so good? ”

Several men unceremoniously pushed her down on the table.

And just now, the man who was thrown away by her once again stuffed the teacup into her hand: "Quick, give a few to Young Master Ben, pour a cup of tea for one person, and pay for it." ”

"No!"

Lan Fei smashed the teacup hard, and the broken fragments cut the fingers of several men with unmistakable accuracy.

Lan Mi didn't even look at it.

Should!

"Yo, that's amazing!"

A few men weren't annoyed, they just raised her face and sneered at her coldly.

"Phew!"

Lan Qi quenched them, one by one.

However, the men were not only not annoyed, but also very lewd, licking the spit she spat on their faces.

"Lan Xi, your saliva is so sweet, if you spit it out more, my brothers like it very much."

Are they still addicted?

The melon-eating crowd next to them widened their pupils.

Ah, these noble sons are really good at playing!

"You're sick!"

Lan Hao pursed her lips and roared hoarsely.

"Brothers, you made you vomit, did you hear it!"

A man tugged at her hair and pressed her desperately.

"Don't throw up!"

Lan Wei is also very stubborn. The more they pushed her, the more she disagreed.

"Then apologize!"

The man didn't say much to her, picked up the fragment and put it against her neck.

Lan Fei didn't look at him and didn't speak.

"Apologies!"

The fragments in the man's hand pressed deeper and deeper against her.

"In Ningwuxuan, there are many maids who serve tea and pour water!" (To be continued.) )