Ou Yanzhe was pushed back by her, and he was not angry, and looked at her with a smile: "You don't have to be so guarded, I won't take you back today." ”

Lan Qingchuan looked distrustful.

"The view on the seaside is very good, I will stay with you here for a few more days." He spoke like a gracious gesture and showed an empathetic appearance. Lan Qingchuan was disgusted with his face, but he was powerless to refute it.

"Are you satisfied with that?" His flawed temperament naturally won't let Lan Qingchuan get a bargain on his lips. He said to himself, "I think it's very good, and in a few days, when I've had enough, I'll take you back." ”

Lan Qingchuan was very angry, but he couldn't really quarrel with him, so he turned his face away and didn't want to pay attention.

It's just that Ou Yanzhe's skin is getting thicker and thicker, and he almost teases his little fiancée as a pastime, and he never gets tired of it.

"Change into your clothes, cherry, I'll be waiting for you outside. Of course, if you don't mind, you can also go out for a walk with me in your pajamas. ”

When Sophim's mother came in, she saw that her young lady's face was red, and she looked angry.

Ou Yanzhe sat on the cowhide sofa in the small living room for a long time reading this morning's newspaper, and Lan Qingchuan's face had returned to normal when he went downstairs. She didn't give him a good look and went to the dining room for breakfast.

"My lord, would you like some cranberry crackers?" Mom was helpless, and it was always rude to hang Ou Yanzhe, so she stepped forward and asked, "It was just baked this morning, and it tastes very good." ”

Ou Yanzhe glanced at the location of the restaurant, looked up and smiled, "Thank you, I've already had breakfast." ”

Lan Qingchuan's alone time ended under Ou Yanzhe's intervention, she was reluctant, but helpless, and he enjoyed this kind of way she couldn't do anything about him.

Since the beginning of autumn, the sun is still magnificent, the sea is still blue, and there are still many tourists. They walked out of the villa area, near the beach, where people came and went. Lan Qingchuan and Ou Yanzhe walked side by side, she has always been low-key, but Ou Yanzhe's appearance is too conspicuous and dazzling, many people recognize him, the youngest marquis in the history of Langlak, and Lan Qingchuan has also been scrutinized.

Ou Yanzhe's celebrity effect is really great, and because of his deceptive gentleness and elegance, people asked to take photos with him and ask him for autographs. He smiled inconspicuously, but he was on vacation, and he didn't want to stay more in his personal time.

Lan Qingchuan saw that he was smiling, and he couldn't help but panic because he was tired.

After walking for so long, there was no word between the two. The high part of the coast has been repaired? Lookout, they went to a high place, at the end of the railing is a white tower, has been built for many years, look closer, the tower body has traces of sea wind corrosion, Lan Qingchuan has been here several times, but the wind here is strong, can not stay too long.

She tightened the small cloak on her body, the pretty tassel checkered, and when the wind blew, she floated up, and even the silk dress followed.

"You've got your hair well trimmed." He propped his hands on the fence and rarely complimented him.

Lan Qingchuan touched the tips of his hair, shoulder-length, scattered around his neck with the wind, looking refreshing and beautiful, revealing a slender and snow-white neck.

She looked at the coastline in the distance, and at that end, the sky was blue.

Ou Yanzhe looked at her sideways, and she replied not lightly: "This is the credit of my mother." ”

The two of them were so close that she inevitably noticed his long blonde hair, also shoulder-length, neatly tied with ribbons, and his hair glittered in the morning light, looking soft and good-natured.

Lan Qingchuan smiled, he was not good-tempered.