"Don't be polite to me, Zhou Luzhi came over the day before yesterday and has already picked up a lot. I'll leave it to you. He smiled again as he spoke, his lips curved into a rounded and upturned arc, which was particularly eye-catching, "Isn't it very moving?" ”

When he said this, Lan Qingchuan had no choice but to accept it, but he thought about what gift to give him in return.

After staying in his study for a while, Luo Jie came over, glaring at his dog as he walked, "Oh, I haven't let go of this day, I can't even wake up naturally after sleeping." ”

Han Luochen sighed, "Don't make excuses, I'll take your dog away when I go back today, do you think I'm willing to walk your dog every day." He raised his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was not necessarily threatening and cold, but he was clearly in a good mood.

In those days of RB, he froze his face every day, and the hot spring water did not soak him hot, and he felt the cold of freezing for three feet every day.

Luo Jie smiled and immediately turned his head to look at Lan Qingchuan who was standing quietly on the side, and his tone was very close, "Qingchuan, you will come to play often in the future." ”

Lan Qingchuan felt that he was inexplicable and upside down.

"You'd better come less." Han Luochen walked down the stairs and didn't give him a look. The husky happily followed him. It's obviously his dog, but it's closer than his own master.

"Oh, you and I have been good buddies for so many years, if it weren't for the two old men in my family who kept an eye on me, I would have drunk the north wind every day to hide from you." His smiling face was very unsightly, and the movement of rubbing his hands was extremely obscene. Lan Qingchuan opened his eyes, thinking that it was a shame that these two people could be friends.

Lunch was left in his villa, pasta, and the taste was acceptable. Originally, the two discussed during the banquet, and they would go out for a ride to eat. Lan Qingchuan looked at the sky outside the window, there were still snowflakes, and shook his head. It's too cold and the road is so slippery, it's obviously not a good time. Luo Jie knocked on the glass window and raised his eyes to look at Han Luochen. The boy was still in his chair, a glass of boiled water in his hand, steaming hot. His eyelashes were dyed black and shiny, and they were low on his eye sockets, like a thick feather, delicate and gorgeous. He drank the water and didn't speak, but he had already dispelled his thoughts.

Luo Jie looked at Lan Qingchuan who was sitting quietly on the side. There are two huge windows here, heavy curtains of heavy orange, and under the window is a new chair. Delicate velvet satin, the back is a classical and solemn carving, put an out of place fuchsia cushion, Lan Qingchuan is now sitting on it, his face is calm, the sun is spilling in with snow, hazy and beautiful as if he belongs to a painting. Luo Jie was still puzzled by the sudden addition of chairs, not only in the kitchen, but also in the kitchen, he recently turned around, and almost added something to every space, such as the black wood quadrangular chair in the living room, the satin is painted by Song Dynasty characters, and the color is neat and elegant. He looked at it and always felt that this should be a good match for a girl. When Lan Qingchuan came today, he realized that Han Luochen really remembered this girl this time. That is, planted.

Luo Jie collected his thoughts, and looked at Han Luochen again, he was holding the water glass, his eyes were not good, and he looked straight at himself. He smiled back and looked back wryly. Isn't it just a girl, as for it, it won't be like that. Besides, with your own good helper, she will be yours sooner or later.

"Qingchuan, are there any arrangements lately? If not, let's make an appointment to go out. He took the opportunity to ask, and when she answered, he glanced at Han Luochen again.