The young man's voice was full of laughter, and he pressed her and teased her with flowers.

She was annoyed, reached out to cover his mouth, and the other hand propped herself up, he just wouldn't let her go, and used his forehead to touch her intimately, and sighed comfortably by the way, it was so comfortable that there was a wooden look.

Lan Qingchuan sighed, lay back on the sheets, and turned sideways to look at him. She has a thorough understanding, and when dealing with people like Han Luochen, she can only ignore them.

But Han Sangongzi was shameless, no one could resist it, he pressed her and reached out to scratch her shoulder socket and waist, his eyes narrowed proudly, "You dare to ignore me?" Well? She struggled hard, it was difficult to maintain her usual calm and seriousness, and after a few moments, tears burst into tears, and a faint cherry red flew from the end of her eyes, "Hansan! I'm going to be mad if you make trouble again! "I don't know where I've gotten, I'm still so childish, naughty and noisy.

"If you let me kiss it, I'll stop." He avoided her angry gaze, and the movement was a little smaller, and she slapped his hand away, pulled up the embroidered plain cardigan that had slipped off her shoulder, and reached out and flicked his forehead, "Foolish." ”

Outside the window, there was the rustle of wheels pressing against the leaves, presumably from the staff who had brought the ingredients. Only then did Han Luochen let go of her, and unhappily touched the place where she had just bounced.

Two days have passed like this, and time in such a peaceful place always gives the illusion of a slow pass. They were going back in another night, and somehow, Lan Qingchuan always felt that his chest was depressed today, and he couldn't sleep peacefully when he fell asleep at night, and he always felt that something was going to happen. The next day she woke up from a light sleep, and the room was still dimly lit. She got up and opened the curtains to look, it was the dawn of the day, and the fog was thick around her, and she could only see the shadows of a few huge trees on closer inspection. The morning air was cold and moist, and I was awake for a while. A few birdsongs rang out in the distance, and the sound of a car rolling by. She took a breath, suppressed the inexplicable fear in her heart, sat back on the edge of the bed and turned off the light. I couldn't sleep anymore, so I simply got up, took a set of yellow knitwear and blue jeans from the closet, and opened the door lightly to go to the bathroom. She wore this body to brighten up a lot, but the faint cyan under her eyes still couldn't hide it. When rinsing his mouth, Han Luochen also woke up, took his cup, said good morning lazily and brushed his teeth. His black hair was so big that he opened his teeth and claws, and he immediately smiled when he saw Lan Qingchuan. Han Luochen glanced at her from the mirror, had a bad heart, and squeezed the toothpaste and wiped it on her face. He glanced at her proudly, Lan Qingchuan really couldn't do anything about him, so he took the towel and walked away.

At breakfast, the fog had not yet dispersed, Han Luochen looked at it casually, and didn't care, "It's a big deal not to go out in the morning, this area is also very familiar, it's not interesting." Knocking off an egg, he slowly peeled the shell, "God help me, I can be tired of you again in the last morning." Lan Qingchuan ignored him, he raised his eyes and saw that his beloved girl was blue under her eyes, obviously not sleeping well. Then he worried, "You went to bed early last night, why are you in such bad spirits?" She was drinking porridge, and was stunned when she heard the words, and saw his twisted bamboo-like eyebrows, rubbed her eyebrows, and felt a little sleepy, "I'm probably tired, wait for me to lie down for a while, it should be better." ”

He was silent, walked over and touched her forehead, nothing unusual, and nodded, "I'll accompany you, you can keep your spirits up." ”