Luo Jie sighed, "Where did you get the exam?" I'm annoyed with the master. ”

"For your safety, take a look at the new rules in the hospital." Han Luochen sighed and didn't care about him.

So Luo Jie read the book for three minutes, didn't understand anything, and played with the mobile phone for a whole class, the tutor naturally wouldn't talk about him in person, and immediately reported it to the old man after class.

After a day, Luo Jie stretched his muscles, his eyes were dry and unbearable, and the students in the empty classroom were almost gone, leaving only the two of them sitting in front of them. Han Luochen had a book in his hand, one leg crossed, because it was too long, and it stretched under the seats in the front row. He was wearing headphones, and Luo Jie heard who he was talking to on the phone, and his tone was full of smiles.

Luo Jie stared at his triumphant back for almost half an hour, scratching his ears and cheeks uncomfortably, revealing an uncomfortable and strange sneer. You don't need to show off like this when you catch up, I'm about to be dried by you.

Han Luochen didn't care about him, because the person behind him was extremely unpopular and interfered with his call, he simply stood up, glared at Luo Jie, plugged his headphones and walked outside the classroom.

At the end of March, the sunset was red, the apricot grove was snow-white, and his feet were covered with thick white petals.

"Why is there no sound over there?" Distant across the ocean, Paris was sunny, Lan Qingchuan was drinking tea in the small garden in the manor, but he didn't expect him to call, so he chatted for some time. She had been busy walking past the many servants who were preparing for lunch, and in a moment she remembered the sound of the cart grunting against the stone slabs.

"It's nothing, Luo Jie pulled out my headphones." Han Luochen brushed away the petals that fell on his shoulder, and looked at the red and purple in front of him with a smile, why didn't he notice that the flowers in the courtyard were blooming so brilliantly before.

Lan Qingchuan returned to China because of Han Luochen, and her father forcibly took her to avoid the limelight, and borrowed Queen Margaret to hold a banquet. He wanted the best of both worlds, that the affairs of France were settled, and that it was time for the rumors at home to cease.

Lan Qingchuan couldn't resist Fang Yuzhong, and he missed his grandfather, so he agreed after thinking about it. This was her fifth day in the French estate, and Han Luochen didn't hold on and dialed her across the ocean.

He didn't mention Xiao Zhou's family, nor did he tell her that his apology was meaningless, and he didn't mention those bad and irritating things. He found something interesting and told him, and by the way, he hacked Luo Jie, and told him about being escorted into the academy by the old man, Luo Jie's ears were thief, and he gritted his teeth and glared at him by the window.

Her laughter came from the phone, short and crisp, and quickly disappeared, but it was enough for Han Luochen to be satisfied.

"I'm almost ready to eat here, so I'll hang up first." She nodded to the white mother who called her to eat, thought about it and added, "It's a pleasure to talk to you, Han Luochen, goodbye." ”

The other end was silent, Han Luochen stood under the tree like a fool and bent his eyes and laughed, this smile was like a brilliant petal, extremely catchy. Luo Jie came over and pushed him, "What are you laughing at, what Qingchuan said, let's have fun together." He smiled solemnly and shook him hard.

"It's none of your business." He changed his face quickly, his face suddenly became cold like this, Luo Jie pursed his lips, or caught up with him, "Let's have a meal at night?" ”

"Don't go, go to the library."