Lan Qingchuan peeled nuts for him as he said. He likes to eat these snacks, and there are some hawthorn candy and preserved fruits on the coffee table, which have not been opened yet. This boy is sweet-loving, willful, arrogant, fresh and real. The salted almond husks were not difficult to peel when they were dry, and she lowered her head and put the peeled kernels into a glass bowl beside her. Her face was slightly sideways, and her right hair hung down softly, looking calm and graceful. She naturally didn't know that Han Luochen's unblinking eyes were staring at her, so serious that he was unscrupulous.

For a moment, she pushed the glass bowl to him, and inside was a clean, round almond. Han Luochen smiled and retracted his gaze, picked one and threw it into his mouth, chewing it rattling. He quickly sorted these out and then pushed the bowl back to her.

Lan Qingchuan sat down and patted him on the shoulder, funny, "Do it yourself." "I don't know where I learned these wayward tempers. The housekeeper came up to add water to them, but Han Luochen didn't eat it, took out his mobile phone to play, and shouted casually, "There are still some fruits in the refrigerator, I want to drink freshly squeezed juice." He despised the bland and tasteless boiled water in the cup.

The housekeeper answered, and when he left, he looked at Lan Qingchuan, who was sitting on the side. Han Luochen was very generous to let him see it, anyway, he felt that his old eyes were dizzy, and it was no big deal to see it. What he didn't know was that the old housekeeper was very shrewd, Lan Qingchuan's matter had already been told to his parents, and he saw the signs before there was any special relationship between the two.

Lan Qingchuan was always a little uncomfortable when he looked at her, she only sat for a while, and then went back. Han Luochen was originally going to give it to her, but the husky was also happy to follow her, but he thought about it or forget it.

Her slender figure quickly disappeared around the corner, Han Luochen turned his gaze and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and waited until she appeared on the path outside the villa again before he was satisfied with his gaze.

The old housekeeper brought two cups of juice, one was squeezed for Lan Qingchuan, and honey was added to it. Han Luochen took his own cup, drank all of her by the way, and then said lazily, "Look at everything, she went back." The husky on the couch looked at him salivatingly, spinning. He didn't bother at all, and turned around, his legs still on the armrests, shaking twice from time to time.

After a week, it was finally time for Han Luochen's longing day in the courtyard. He also set an alarm clock last night, but he woke up before the alarm went off in the morning. He took off his pajamas and looked at the message Luo Jie sent him, which was nothing more than asking him to go out to play.

He squeezed the toothpaste and replied, "Something." "Extremely cold. Luo Jie quickly replied, "You can't go to the welfare home with the hospital, right?" He ignored it and threw his phone over the sink.

Luo Jie then sent him a large series of voices like a convulsion, expressing surprise, each sentence was two words. Han Luochen sneered, look at how I clean you up when I come back.

It was quiet on his side.

After washing his face, he put on a simple gray sweatshirt and black jeans, and lazily went down the stairs. The old housekeeper knew that he was going out in the morning, so he prepared early, he ate a fried bun, took a cup of soy milk and left in a hurry. The butler came out of the kitchen and saw him grunting and biting on a straw, leaning against the wall to change his shoes, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"It's still early, where are you in a hurry?"

He put on his shoes, answered casually, and left in a hurry, and closed the door with a click.