The girl lowered her head, eating in small gulps well-behaved, her little face was fair-skinned, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans.

Occasionally lift your eyes, and you can see a pair of clear and moisturized eyes under the eyelashes.

Suddenly there was a sound of movement behind him.

Jiulan cracked her eyes, realizing that she had actually stared at her and saw God, she couldn't help frowning in annoyance, and quickly turned around, pretending to be nothing.

And Jiulan Changqing on the side noticed this scene and couldn't help but smile.

For the first time since I was a child, Xiaoli ate too much, but fortunately, she was called by Jiulan Changqing to go to the garden in front of her, and she looked at the flowers while eating.

Nine orchids crack naturally don't go.

The garden in the manor is very large, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea of flowers, all kinds of flowers, pink, deep purple, bright yellow, towards the golden sunset, and there are bursts of fragrance floating in the air.

"Little pear, these are the flowers and plants that Xiao Crack's grandmother planted before her death, and now they are all growing very luxuriant......"

Jiulan Changqing looked at the lush fiery red tulips blooming in front of him, and his expression was very soft, as if he was reminiscing about some old people through the flowers.

Jiulan Changqing suddenly raised his head, looked at An Xiaoli, and said with a smile: "Grandpa wants to tell you the story of Xiaori, okay?" ”

An Xiaoli didn't know why, but still nodded.

So, Jiulan Changqing sighed a little sadly, and his gaze began to drift away.

It wasn't until the afternoon that a servant came over to ask them to eat, and Jiulan Changqing pulled it out of his memory.

"Xiaoli, what I told you today, don't tell Xiao Crack, that bastard loves face, and he may not know how to make trouble when he hears it."

An Xiaoli took a light breath and said hello.

The dinner was still very rich, like a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty, but Jiu Lan Crack somehow, from the moment he sat in the seat, his face was very stinky, and he didn't even have to lift his eyes.

After eating, it was evening.

The night in the suburbs comes quickly, not as noisy as in the city, it is very quiet, and the sky seems to be within reach, and the sky is full of stars.

It's far from the city, and it must be late to go back, so Jiulan Changqing asked the servants to pack up the room and let them stay.

It's just that......

Looking at the oversized room in front of him that was cleaned up and had only two quilts and a bed, the corners of Jiulan's cracked mouth twitched.

"What's going on, why is there only one room?" Jiulan Crack grabbed the servant who was about to leave and asked.

"Back to the little master." The servant said solemnly: "This is what the master ordered, saying that unmarried couples must sleep in the same bed and cannot sleep separately." ”

“……”

"The other rooms are full, too." The servant added another sentence "kindly".

“……”

"Young, young master...... If you're all right, I'll go first......"

Seeing that Jiulan was about to get angry, the servant quickly said something and quickly slipped away.

Jiulan cracked a face, and it was ugly at a visible speed.

He turned and glared at the girl behind him.

"Hey, you sleep on the couch tonight!"

"Oh."

The girl just glanced at him, lowered her eyes, and walked towards the room.

“……”

Jiulan looked at the girl in a daze, and looked at her indifferently appearance.

"Hey!"

An Xiaoli was frightened, turned to look at him, opened a pair of ignorant eyes, and looked at him: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiu Lan didn't know why she was called crazy by herself, but now she was looked at by the girl, her face turned unnatural, and then she snorted and said, "I'm your boss, and you are not allowed to walk in front of me." ”

With that, he walked past her and walked forward.