Han Luochen knew her, her temperament was quiet and silent, and she was incompatible with her in places that were too noisy and enthusiastic. Lan Qingchuan meant a lot in this sentence, he didn't know much about the relationship between the Lan family and the French royal family, and naturally he didn't know that the queen summoned her that night and put pressure on her.

He laughed and changed the subject, "It's just the two of us, you don't have to worry about anyone bothering you." ”

When the two of them were alone, how stupid would he be to give up, and he didn't even tell Luo Jie about her coming back, for fear that he would do something.

They dine at a restaurant by the Bibo River in the heart of the city. The scenery near the river is beautiful, and the open-air place can see the sunset and the rippling water in the west. In the distance, it is a long bridge, white, with the lights on early, and the noise of cars and the crowds at that end are far separated by the river.

Lan Qingchuan sat on a chair, leaning lightly against the railing, his hands on it, and turned sideways to watch the movement of the river. The wind blew coldly, and without hesitation, she lifted her hair, and her forehead fell white like magnolia petals.

She was a little tired, her eyes were faintly blue, and she had not yet reversed her jet lag during the transoceanic flight journey.

Han Luochen looked at her, lowered her head tiredly, her eyelids were gently closed, she held on, little by little, she looked cute.

He picked her up and sat her to his side, which made her slightly lift her eyelids and say, "Haven't made enough trouble?" The person hugged him, the light body odor, the breath was wet, and the eyes were half-open to look at him, revealing half of the pale black eyes. At this time, the river lights are on, and the dim lights look very lazy.

He turned her around and leaned on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "If you are sleepy, sleep next to me for a while, and I will make them wait." She blinked, not refusing, her eyelashes brushing lightly across his fingers, tickling and softening.

She snuggled up to him, her hair fluttering, and she slept softly. He pulled her hair behind her ears one by one, and turned his head to look at her face carefully, a face that was extremely beautiful, and it was difficult to find the slightest blemish if it were not for the slightly white skin. The girl he loved so much was now leaning beside him, sleeping peacefully and quietly. He cherished this dependence and trust very much, and his heart was so soft that he turned his head sideways and printed a kiss on her forehead. This position was very difficult, and coupled with the reluctance to wake him up, he did not dare to move any other parts except his neck.

There were a few seats by the river, but they were not very far apart, except for the two of them, everyone else had already begun to eat. Most of them are couples, sitting on a chair. If it were normal times, Han Luochen would definitely scoff, but now he was extremely happy and happy. No one expected that he Hansan would hand over a heart when he was twenty years old, without reservation.

Lan Qingchuan slept lightly, she didn't sleep for long, and when Han Luochen's shoulder was sore, she woke up. The night had fallen, the surrounding lights were gentle, and there was a high and bright piano music in her ears, which did not match the atmosphere, she pinched her eyebrows, and there was a moment of haze and chaos that she did not know what day it was.

When she opened her eyes, she was shocked by linen-colored cotton clothing with black lines, and her breath was a little deep. The young man leaning on heard the movement and turned around, "Awake?" "That familiar and beautiful face, birch-brown pupils, delicate and soft eyebrows. He unplugged his headphones and stretched his arms, "Enough sleep, right?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

She sat up, her mind clear, the deep exhaustion dissipated a lot, she smiled and called the waiter, "Let's serve, it's still the same thing." He pinched his shoulders and gathered his scarf, "Really hungry?" I've got a small box of chocolates in my bag, French jam, you put the pads first. He enjoyed her gentle force, so he ignored the chocolate and muttered casually, "You peel it and eat it." ”

The waiter wrote the list and hadn't left yet, and laughed softly when he heard it, and when he looked over, the girl had already pushed him away, and her face was gloomy, "Not serious." Seeing her smile again, I was embarrassed to turn away from that stunning face. She had never seen such a beautiful girl, and after looking at it a few more times, she received the unkind eyes of the boy next to her, cold and impatient. She was startled, suppressed her laughter in embarrassment, pasted the list, said "Please wait a moment" and hurriedly retreated.

Han Luochen continued the topic with satisfaction, "Then forget it, I'll peel it myself." "Reach out and ask for his gift.

Lan Qingchuan's return time is limited, and the queen's banquet is also extremely laborious, but the gift is forgotten to prepare. Once when she went out with her friend Susan, she happened to pass by a workshop that made dim sum, which was very famous, so she remembered Han Luochen's sweet habit and bought a box to take to him along the way. She doesn't usually eat much of these, especially chocolate, and Susan jokes that she's giving it away.