"For the first time, I'll give you a 20% discount!" Uncle Gen is very Buddhist, and he didn't even need to bargain with the dragon to quote a number.

"I'll do it." How could Lan Fangcao's LAPD overlord flower possibly let an eighteen-year-old boy spend money for himself? But she couldn't pull it out when she put her hand in her pocket, she was wearing a night running tracksuit, and the pocket was cleaner than her face! Uncle Gen took Xiang Long's money very understandingly, and said happily while dipping it in foam and counting the money: "Hey, what yours and mine!" Isn't your man's money all yours? It's fate that two people can come together......"

Lan Fangcao was powerless to complain, but she didn't expect Xiang Long to quickly defend again: "Uncle Gen, she is really not my girlfriend!" You may not believe it, but she and I just met for the first time today......"

"The first time we met, we ......" Uncle Gen's eyes widened, and he couldn't even care about the long sideburns on his forehead sliding down, looking at Xiang Long and then at Lan Fangcao, and then shook his head with emotion: "We were embarrassed to hold hands for half a year at that time, and now young people ......"

Xiang Long: "......"

Blue Grass: "......"

Habitually not having a verbal argument with Uncle Gen, after changing the topic to Long, he took out a broom and a dustpan from the clinic to sweep the cigarette butt he had just thrown on the ground. Lan Fangcao looked at him drenched all over, strands of hair sticking to his face, carefully removed the cigarette butt from the gap in the bluestone slab, and swept the door of the clinic by the way, and his heart was inexplicably sour.

In fact, when he saw that the money that Xiang Long took out was all in small denominations, Lan Fangcao was a little upset. She originally had a bad impression of Xiang Long, and even because her nephew's daughter was abducted by this kid, she had the meaning of asking the teacher. But now the meaning of Xingshi's questioning is gone, but he still feels sorry for this boy. Although this boy caused her to fall into the water, and the wound on her hand was caused by him, she just couldn't help but feel distressed......

I don't know how much hardship and bitterness are hidden behind his unknown. Although Lan Fangcao is an iron-faced and selfless policeman most of the time, she is a woman after all.

It is a woman who has a sensual side, and at this moment Lan Fangcao was touched to the softest place in her heart......

After cleaning, Xiang Long returned the broom and dustpan to Uncle Gen and left with Lan Fangcao.

Uncle Gen looked at the cleanly cleaned doorway, and then at the backs of Xianglong and Lan Fangcao, frowned and pushed the long sideburns that had slipped off his forehead back to the top of his head, shook his head and walked into the clinic with the door, and the small clinic was once again hidden in the drizzle at the end of the street.

……

"If you don't dislike it, go to my house." Xiang Long was like a shy big boy, and cautiously tentatively said: "I can take a hot bath at home, don't get me wrong......

"I'm not mistaken." Lan Fangcao has a good impression of him now, and even if Xiang Long smokes, she feels that it is forgivable. Her legs are no longer numb now, will the dignified Los Angeles police still be afraid of what a big boy will do to her? Besides, she's soaking wet, and she doesn't know if the water in the Trevi Fountain is clean or not, she really needs to take a shower now, and she still has something to say to him.

Lan Fangcao raised her hand and pulled the wet hair from her sideburns behind her ears, and smiled: "Then bother." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother!" Xiang Long said in a continuous voice, vividly expressing the shy heartbeat of a young man who has just bloomed in love when he meets a fair-skinned, beautiful and temperamental opposite sex.

His appearance made Lan Fangcao more relieved, and he was relieved from all angles. Lan Fangcao followed him to his house, and this old house that retains the Chinese tradition Lan Fangcao also lived, but it was a long time ago. Although it is cramped and cramped, it makes Lan Fangcao feel very warm inexplicably, as if she has returned to her childhood. Especially the back of the young man walking in front, Lan Fangcao saw her young brother-in-law in a trance, the bad boy who came to her house for the first time that day......

I thought that Xiang Long's orphan's home should be very messy, but it was unexpectedly clean from Lan Fangcao.

Of course, this is all the credit of the dog-legged Mohr, but Lan Fangcao's impression of Xiang Long is a little better.

"You wait for me," Xiang Long explained to Lan Fangcao with a red face, "I'll find you clothes first!" ”

Lan Fangcao let out an "um" and sat on the edge of Xiang Long's bed. It's not that she doesn't treat herself as an outsider, it's just that the house is very small and there is very little furniture, and the only chair is piled up, and Lan Fangcao can only sit on the edge of the bed. After a busy day and a whole night, even an iron-beaten man has fallen, not to mention that Lan Fangcao is still a woman, a woman made of water.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lan Fangcao's gaze naturally fell on the picture frame on the bedside table.

The palm-sized frame was supposed to be a five-inch color photograph, but half of it was torn off.

The remaining half is a very beautiful woman holding a cute baby in her arms, resting her head on the shoulder of the person next to her, with a happy and sweet smile on her face. Obviously, it was the person next to him who was torn off, and it was so torn that it didn't even leave a corner of his clothes......

Xiang Long's appearance is probably inherited from his mother, Lan Fangcao quickly glanced at Xiang Long who was rummaging in the closet, and judging from the torn half of the orphan, Xiang Long's orphan was probably artificial.

When Xiang Long turned around, Lan Fangcao had already withdrawn her gaze and pretended to be playing with her hands.

Of course, Xiang Long knew that she was looking at the photo, but it didn't matter, anyway, he didn't care who was torn off.

It's good to be an orphan, how much trouble is saved for him to borrow a corpse and resurrect his soul.

"I wore it, but it's already washed!" Xiang Long shyly handed a white shirt and a pair of jeans to Lan Fangcao, and then pointed to the bathroom: "I'll help you adjust the water temperature first!" ”

"No, I'll do it myself." Lan Fangcao said generously, but in fact, she was a little shy. She would take a shower at the house of a boy she had met on the first day in the middle of the night, which she would not have even imagined before today. Although her relationship with Xiang Long is innocent, this feeling is still very subtle, so subtle that she ignores the age gap......

Holding a white shirt and jeans, Lan Fangcao walked into the bathroom. Xiang Long walked to the side of the bed and picked up the photo frame on the bedside table and glanced at it. Although the woman in the photo had nothing to do with him, he could inexplicably see the woman's worry hidden under the happy sweet smile. Xiang Long wanted to put the picture frame in a drawer, but he hesitated in his hand and put it back on the bedside table. Forget it, let's let this home retain a little trace of the original......

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