In the late autumn season, people are always a little embarrassed, unable to lift their energy, and have no appetite. Coupled with the fact that her father has only been coming more and more recently, and the pressure of schoolwork is increasing, she is unwilling to bow her head and can only barely cope.

Collecting her thoughts, she raised her eyes, clasped her hands, and looked at him with pale black eyes, "Probably." "I don't want to say more.

He looked at her silent eyes, stared at her for a few seconds and then turned away, and the expression on her face was faint and shining in the light. He frowned and wiped the pastry crumbs from his fingers, exhaled, pulled the chair and sat down, looking at her again, and there was a thick cloud in his excessively beautiful brown eyes, which spread straight out.

And he said, Are thou art like this to all men? What are you guarding against?

Such a teenager, on such a night when she was physically and mentally exhausted, asked so sharply and rudely, not by taking the opportunity of this dinner. He really had too many things in his heart to say to her, and he only said this one in person tonight.

He has an inexplicable affection for her and wants to get close to her, but he can't get close. This girl is too silent, too alienated, too cold, like ice and snow hidden in her heart for many years.

Lan Qingchuan didn't expect him to say this, but he opened his eyes suddenly, and crashed into his fierce sight, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

His words, which were said accurately and unexpectedly, almost caught her heart and forced her to face this problem.

But she wouldn't answer. It just so happened that the chef had also prepared the dish and was setting it on the table, she turned her gaze, stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to clean her hands, but only said perfunctorily, "It's not like that, it's just that I'm tired today." You eat first, you don't have to wait for me. ”

Han Luochen knew that she was avoiding the topic. Looking at the rich dishes on the table, he suddenly lost his appetite.

After dinner, he went back to his villa from her, and Luo Jie came from the husky that he had deposited, and this time he didn't bite his slippers. His stern butler followed behind and took the slippers out of the cupboard for him.

The stereotyped old face of the housekeeper made him uncomfortable for a while, and he couldn't get out, this housekeeper was sent by the old man to monitor and restrain him, as long as he opened his mouth, he would definitely let himself lose his appetite.

This time it was not unexpected, as soon as he spoke, Han Luochen's coat was thrown off, and he ran towards the stairs, his face was cold and tight, and he was already depressed. When I entered the room, I dialed Luo Jie's mobile phone, and I was angry, when will your dog be taken away, I will not be happy when I see it, Lao Tzu will walk the dog for you, and I will rub my hair as soon as I come back, can you kid start to work, there are always such things Lao Tzu is annoyed to death, do you know if you know.

Luo Jie was still drunk, and he could only say a few words in a vague way. Haha buddy, Hansan, we are good brothers. Then there were no words, just humming. Later, I hung up my phone and didn't answer any more calls.

Han Luochen threw his phone to the carpet and lay down on the bed. The husky, who had no eyesight, jumped on the bed and came next to him. Han Luochen stretched out his arm to push it, but he couldn't get it anymore and had no energy, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored the stupid dog.

As soon as Clinker's eyes were closed, there was only such a blue Qingchuan in his mind. He was irritable, thinking about her cold and detached face, thinking about her calm and silent expression, he couldn't calm down, what was this called.