It must have been snowing heavily, and the tips of his hair were slightly wet, and there were some snowflakes, which melted into small droplets of water and fell down his cheeks when he entered the house.

The old housekeeper followed behind and saluted Lan Yuanli to her.

Lan Qingchuan didn't have much of the heart to continue playing chess, and ordered the servant to bring him a towel to wipe the snow water.

Ou Yanzhe was wearing a homely black sweater, with a slender figure and his usual gentle smile on his face. He walked over with a towel, greeted Lan Yuanli, and sat down next to Lan Qingchuan without seeing him, and said with a smile: "Good interest." ”

Lan Yuanli still didn't have a good face, he only felt that his Qingchuan was a beautiful and bright little flower, and it was arched by Ou Yanzhe's beautiful scenery.

The so-called stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Lan Yuanli reluctantly straightened his expression and said, "Mr. Ou, what's the matter with you?" ”

In fact, everyone knows that Ou Yanzhe has come over this time, and the important matters of his subordinates have been dealt with, and the queen has also returned to China, so she naturally wants to take Lan Qingchuan back.

After returning to the room, Lan Qingchuan turned around and saw Ou Yanzhe also follow. He was calm, as if he had entered his own door, with a faint smile on his face.

"How did you keep up?"

He found a chair and sat down, propped his forehead and said, "I ran away." ”

Lan Qingchuan smiled when he heard this: "My uncle is so terrible? ”

She has been smiling a lot more recently, not the way she used to laugh when she was facing him.

Finding the suitcase, Lan Qingchuan took out a few pieces of clothes and put them in. When she came to the United States, she left in a hurry, and she didn't bring anything with her, so she simply packed it up.

"I'm naturally willing to see you more than him." He smiled, and his smile was very bright.

Lan Qingchuan felt that this person was getting more and more flamboyant.

"Watch your identity, Lord Marquis."

Ou Yanzhe said disapprerovitically: "I only treated you like this." ”

Lan Qingchuan snorted.

"How's it going?"

His expression froze, as if he didn't want to talk more, and only said that he would leave it to Clarence to deal with.

Clarence has always been very efficient, and after so many days, there must be something to discover. Lan Qingchuan glanced at Ou Yanzhe's affection, calm and flat, and his smile was much more restrained than Fang Fang, but his eyes were as deep as promised, and it seemed that he had already weighed and calculated.

She closed the closet, brought out the smell of lavender, and said to him lightly: "Don't be in a hurry, you will always catch the handle." ”

Ou Yanzhe's smile deepened a little.

"By the way, Tata, you come to me."

Lan Qingchuan turned to look over, his eyes were faint, and asked, "What's wrong?" Ou Yanzhe sat still, and she had no choice but to walk over.

Standing still in front of him, she glanced down and said to him nonchalantly, "I'm still busy." ”

Ou Yanzhe took out a pink ring from his pocket, the weight was enough, crystal clear, pink and lovely like cherry blossoms.

"Wear it for you, wasn't it your birthday the other day? Make up for your birthday present. ”

Lan Qingchuan glanced at it, but didn't answer, his expression was a little strange.

He smiled, put the ring down, and asked, "Don't like the color?" I've heard you have a soft spot for cherry blossoms. ”

The person who has a soft spot for cherry blossoms is her mother, and the cherry blossoms have an unbearable past for her.

Ou Yanzhe touched it in his pocket, and turned out a sapphire ring, a delicate and beautiful women's ring, with a heavy and dignified color.

"Do you like it?"

This time Lan Qingchuan was surprised, looking at his deliberately joking expression, he reached out and touched his pocket, and sure enough, he found a pair of purple chalcedony earrings.