Han Limo, who had just walked a few steps, was stunned, and then with a bitter gourd face, he asked Su Fuyou: "Do we have no extra rooms?" ”

Su Fuyou, who was watching the play, shrugged his shoulders, waved his hand, and teased: "You still remember that there is no wing!" ”

Han Limo's face suddenly turned black, and he said with a smile, "I estimate that tomorrow at dawn, the news that the eldest lady of the Baifu Mansion, drinking with a certain son-in-law and carrying her home, will spread explosively throughout Gucheng!" ”

Han Limo, who was still carrying Bai Lan'er on his back, turned dark, looked at Su Fuyou's gloating expression, and said, "That can't care so much!" Now what matters is where she sleeps? ”

Su Fuyou smiled: "Of course it's a backyard wing!" Also, I'm not in the habit of living with men, so tonight..."

Han Limo looked at him speechlessly, how could he not find him so bad before.

Han Limo finally carried Bai Lan'er into the wing room in the backyard, gently put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

After a while, Su Fuyou came over on his heels and walked in with a futon in his arms, "Come on, come on, send warmth to your eldest son Han!" ”

Han Limo originally wanted to discuss with Su Fuyou and squeeze into a room together, but at this moment, looking at the mattress in front of him, Han Limo looked at him with a shrugged face, Su Fuyou coughed lightly and left with a smile.

Only two lonely men and widows were left in the room.

The drunken Bai Lan'er lay on the bed in a daze, her face was ruddy, and from time to time she pulled her chest and clothes and shouted hot, and then asked for water to drink.

Han Limo hurriedly went to pour her a glass of water, slowly helped her drunk, gently put his head close to his chest, and fed her water.

After a toss, Bai Lan'er finally slept quietly.

Han Limo sighed softly, spread the futon on the ground, lay down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

The next morning, the sun had just risen.

The news that Baifu's daughter was drinking and dating a poor scholar was really as Su Fuyou said, and it spread explosively throughout Gucheng.

Last night, Bai Xiaotian, the head of the Bai Mansion, saw that his daughter had not returned home in the middle of the night, so he was so anxious that he paced back and forth in the lobby, looking anxious and worried, and sent all the maids out to look for him overnight, and he didn't sleep all night, middle-aged him, at the moment he was haggard as if he was ten years old, Bai Lan'er was his heart, the pearl in his palm, the only daughter of the Bai family, if there were three long and two short, the back road of the Bai family would be broken.

As soon as the news spread, it soon spread to Baifu, and as soon as it dawned, the family came back one after another, and also brought back this news that made Bai Xiaotian a little embarrassed.

The rich daughter's tryst with the poor scholar, Bai Xiaotian felt a big head when he thought of this.

Lan'er, how do you do this kind of thing!

At that moment, Bai Xiaotian, a business giant who had dominated Gucheng's business for twenty or thirty years, was in decline.

Before dawn, Bai Lan'er woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a strange bed, and I quickly lifted the quilt on my chest to wipe my body to see that I was still wearing clothes, okay, okay!

Bai Lan'er turned over, and then saw Han Limo, who was sleeping peacefully on the ground next to her, breathing evenly on the ground, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

But remembering what happened last night, he blushed and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover his head.

After a while, she pushed the quilt away again, revealing her head, and pretending to be calm.

She turned around with the quilt, her eyes looked at the sleeping Han Limo gently, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Bai Lan'er looked at it obsessively for a while, but Han Limo woke up, so he immediately turned around and lay down in a panic, pretending to sleep.

Han Limo opened his eyes, got up and looked at Bai Lan'er lying on the bed, and found that she was still asleep, and smiled. Then he packed up the futon and put it away, gently pushed the door open, and left the backyard.

The sun was rising, and Han Limo didn't know that his story had spread outside at this time.

A poor scholar and a rich daughter meet.

The daughter of a rich family likes the poor scholar.

Poor scholars design for money and win the favor of rich daughters.

There are different versions, and the core focus is only one, that is, poor scholars don't want to pester the rich daughter.

I have been listening to the wind and rain for some time at night, and the situation in the courtyard has long been familiar.

After Han Limo got out of the backyard, he went directly to the kitchen.

Making a fire and cooking is still a trivial matter for Han Limo.

At the age of twelve, he had no father or mother, and he had been in the world alone for more than eight years, and he was forced to live independently.

If you don't do it yourself, you will only starve to death.

I've been to the kitchen a few times, and I'm familiar with it.

Smoke rises.

Su Fuyou came to the outside of the kitchen, smelled a smell of rice, and looked puzzled, who got up so early to make a fire to cook?

Ah Yuan, this little lazy ghost is probably still sleeping lazily, so it should only be Han Limo.

When I walked to the door, I saw Han Limo squatting in front of the stove, tinkering with the stove.

Su Fuyou coughed lightly.

Han Limo looked at the door when he heard the sound, and Su Fuyou was looking at him with a smile.

Han Limo also smiled and shouted, "Brother Su! ”

Su Fuyou nodded, walked in, came to the stove, uncovered the pot with one hand, and said, "It's cooked!" ”

"I know, it's going out! You can eat it in a while! Han Limo replied.

"Why don't you sleep for a while, has the white girl woken up?"

He put down the lid of the pot, asked casually, and then looked at Han Limo, but his face was calm.

"Nope." After Han Limo put out the fire, he got up and went to get the bowl.

"Did anything happen last night?" Su Fuyou looked at Han Limo with a wicked smile.

Han Limo's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "Not serious!" ”

Su Fuyou laughed loudly.

Han Limo didn't pay attention to Su Fuyou's impropriety, took a bowl of gruel, and carefully took it away, and didn't forget to say when he left, "Brother Su, you can serve the porridge yourself, I'll go back to the room first!" ”

Su Fuyou looked sluggish, this is leaving? Do you want me to do it myself?

Su Fuyou scratched his head, it must have been caused by forgetting his senses!

Han Limo came to the backyard with a bowl of porridge, gently pushed open the door, and walked in.

When Han Limo left, Bai Lan'er got up.

I didn't know what to do, so I turned around the room, and just saw the cage on the table next to me, which was full of books, so I took one out to read, and I was opening it seriously at the moment, and I didn't know that Han Limo had come in.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Bai Lan'er sitting at the table and reading his book carefully.

For a moment, Han Limo suddenly felt that the woman in front of him who was reading seriously was heartwarming.

Born beautiful, and knowledgeable and courteous, although she is a daughter, her personality is very gentle, she treats people kindly, and she does not have the temper and shelf of the eldest lady.

Holding the bowl, he was stunned for a moment.

But he quickly dispelled this idea, and smiled self-deprecatingly, he was the daughter of a rich family, and he was just a penniless poor scholar, which was simply a fool's dream.

Bai Lan'er just finished reading it, she was in a happy mood, smiled slightly, and closed the book with satisfaction.

Getting up and about to put the book back, Yu Guang saw a person standing at the door, turned his head, and then saw Han Limo looking at him with a bowl.

Caught off guard, Bai Lan'er hurriedly put down the book and stood up, like a child who had been punished by his parents for doing something wrong, with nowhere to put his hands, and said timidly in a low voice: "That... That, I'm bored, pick it up and read it, the book is fine! ”

Han Limo smiled, walked closer, put the bowl down, and said, "It's okay, if the white girl likes it, just watch it." ”

"I went to cook a bowl of gruel for you, the white girl was very drunk last night, and she didn't eat anything, I think I'm hungry at the moment, let's eat this bowl of porridge first!"

After speaking, he turned around and went to make the bed that Bai Lan'er had slept in.

With the sentence "I'll go cook you a bowl of gruel", Bai Lan'er trembled in her heart, looking at the back of Han Limo's folded quilt, her eyes were full of emotion and tenderness.

She picked up the bowl and ate slowly, one bite at a time, for fear that she would finish it all at once!

Han Limo folded the quilt, and Bai Lan'er was still standing in place holding a bowl and eating one bite at a time, her eyes still wandering on him.

Behave like a well-behaved child.

Han Limo smiled softly.

Bai Lan'er's heart was in turmoil, she blushed shyly, lowered her head, and said, "That, thank you Han Gongzi!" ”

"You're welcome!"

Han Limo took out a book from the cage and sat on a chair to flip through it.

Bai Lan'er was standing there, feeling that she had nowhere to put her whole person.

Han Limo turned his head and said with a smile: "The white girl can sit down and eat, she doesn't have to stand!" ”

"Oh, good!" Bai Lan'er smiled lightly and sat opposite him with a bowl.

"Can I take a copy and take a look?" Bai Lan'er asked softly.

Han Limo nodded, and Bai Lan'er reached out and took out a random copy from the cage.

Bai Lan'er found that every page of his book had his own opinion annotations, and when he saw something he didn't understand, he would look at the annotations, and he felt like he was suddenly open.

When he was in the ink shop, Bai Lan'er had seen his danqing, if he was given a chance, he thought that he would be able to occupy one acre and three points of land in this Gucheng, at the beginning, Bai Lan'er thought that Han Limo was just a good danqing, until now when he saw his book, he found that he was not only talented and learned, but also worked harder than ordinary people, and the dense annotations on the book are proof.

Bai Lan'er looked at Han Limo who was looking down and reading seriously, and the short realization gave her the feeling that he was serious and hardworking, he was kind and courteous, he was delicate, he was a humble gentleman, and most importantly, she liked him, liked to watch him smile gently, and liked the bowl of porridge he had just cooked for her, as long as she saw him, she would be happy, her face turned red, and at this moment she felt even more that the person in front of her would be the person she was willing to be with for a lifetime.

This was an impulse she had never had before, until she saw him for the first time on the day of Yi Xiuxuan, from the first time she was obsessed with a man, she knew that if she met him again, she should hold him in her heart.

This is also the reason why Bai Lan'er created so many encounters.

Bai Lan'er held her reddish cheeks with both hands, leaned on the table, and looked at Han Limo who was reading seriously with a attitude.

The scholar in Tsing Yi inadvertently looked up and saw Bai Lan'er giggling happily there.

"White girl, white girl?" Han Limo shook his hand in front of Bai Lan'er's eyes.

"White girl?" Han Limo touched her hand with the book.

"What happy thing did the White Girl think of that made you smile so happily?" Han Limo asked with a smile.

Bai Lan'er knew that she was out of shape, and she was embarrassed to say that she wanted to talk to you about it, and she didn't know if he had a sweetheart, so she smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, no, I thought of something interesting, I think it's funny!" ”

The book in front of her was still co-authored.

"Isn't it too boring to read?" Han Limo asked suddenly.

"No, no, it's a pleasure to be with you! How can it be boring! Bai Lan'er waved her hand and retorted.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Han Limo snorted, and his tone was light.

Bai Lan'er thought he was unhappy, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not unhappy, really, I'm very happy to be with you!" ”

She picked up the book again and peeked at him again.