A few minutes ago, because the light suddenly turned on, the little boy Wei Lan under the rose bush woke up, and he followed the light out of the rose bush in ignorance and walked to the side of the road.

When the sick Jiang Qi saw him,

Wei Lan was still wearing the red phoenix brocade shirt on the catwalk, and the cloak given by Lin Ling was hanging on his wrist.

His eyes were still in a trance adjusting to the light, when he saw a man on a stretcher arching his hand at him and saying "Engong".

Well...... It seems to be a little familiar.

Was it someone who was saved on the road three days ago?

But didn't he, because he thought he would cause trouble for them, and didn't go with them, and left quickly?

Who am I now and where am I? When did it come?

Wei Lan's mind was confused by the influence of alcohol.

……

It's a complex relationship.

Wei Lan, the new No. 1 beauty in the world hired by Lin Ling, is the benefactor who saved her brother before?

The siblings quickly began to exchange brainwaves.

Lin Ling: Brother, how did you recognize Wei Lan as a man at that time? Obviously, even she admitted her mistake at the beginning.

Jiang Qi: When Engong rescued us, he was wearing a standard men's riding suit, how could I admit my mistake.

Lin Ling: ......

A drunken boy in red, a grumpy girl, and the wounded and sick on a stretcher stared outside the house together, and the group was blown by the night wind, and changed the place of conversation to a room with a more normal temperature as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Wei Lan's ears were red, and he was a little at a loss, because he probably guessed that Lin Ling had given him a cloak to cover him before, and he didn't know how to face Lin Ling.

But he still calmly gave the butterfly cloak to Lin Ling, Lin Ling took it, and handed Wei Lan a hot towel.

The teenager's face is still a little flushed due to drunkenness, and the reaction is also a little slow under the influence of alcohol, in this case, a hot towel is the most comfortable to apply to the face, which helps to wake up.

After arranging Wei Lan's son, Lin Ling took out the high-concentration alcohol that she ordered by the skill when making perfume, and began to help Jiang Qi deal with the wound on her leg.

The trauma needed to be disinfected, and the alcohol was so hot that Jiang Qi screamed.

On the other hand, Lin Yu, the mother who complained about her son's carelessness for a while, saw her daughter Lin Ling helping her son deal with his wounds in an orderly manner, and she was in the mood to think about other things.

For example, Wei Lan, who was called "Engong" by his son, and was also wearing the phoenix brocade fabric big-sleeved shirt that Lin Yu gave to his daughter.

The immortal-like Wei Lan's face was even warmer than jade due to the warm light of the candle flame.

"Childe has a good demeanor, I don't know how to call it, but it's the crown?"

Wei Lan Gongzi looked at the gentle gaze of the beautiful woman, remembered his mother, and replied seriously: "Mrs. Hui, my name is Wei Lan, and I am two months old and crowned this year." ”

The Continent of Middle-earth defines the crown as a man at the age of twenty. It means that Wei Lan is nearly two years older than his daughter Lin Ling.

But this Wei Lan Gongzi looked at his face and was not an exaggeration to call him a young man.

"But there is a deed of the people?" Lin Yu, who turned on the mother mode, then asked.

In the Great Moon Country, if you euphemistically ask someone if they have a marriage contract or a marriage, they will use the euphemism of a contract.

Deeds? What is that, is it an agreement with others, then of course he has. Wei Lan continued to answer:

"I already have a deed."

Employers are also counted, Wei Lan silently added in his heart.

"The person who has a contract with the son can be in this garden?" The Thousand Lotus Banquet has always been a place for men and women to come in pairs, and it is reasonable for the owner of Lin Yu to ask this.

Listening to Lin Yu's mother's question, Wei Lan subconsciously looked at Lin Ling not far away.

The gentle-looking beautiful woman Lin Yu followed Wei Lan's gaze.

Yo, coincidentally, this isn't her daughter.