After several fierce entanglements, Ye Ling saw the bright roses that were slowly rendered on the sheets. He happily hugged Lan Meng, who was asleep because his body was exhausted, and his heart was like honey: she was finally his own.

By the time Lan Meng woke up, it was already the next morning. She stretched her aching body, only to realize that she didn't know when she was already dressed. When I saw that I was covered with kiss marks, I thought of my crazy behavior yesterday, and my face suddenly turned crimson and my whole body was hot. Lan Meng patted his face with the washing water, wanting to return his face to its original color as soon as possible.

Fortunately, it is winter, and a thick cotton dress can cover the red marks on her body. When she came to the gallery after freshening up, she found that Ling'er had already put everything in order and opened the store to open its door. Ling'er saw Lan Meng walking into the gallery, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Sister, are you in good health?" Yesterday you rested so early that you didn't even eat dinner. ”

"It's okay, I just feel a little tired lately, so I took a break early." Lan Meng's eyes flickered and said, she was afraid that Ling'er would continue to ask, so she quickly opened the topic: "Did you send out the portraits that you asked you to send to customers yesterday?" ”

"Well, Ling'er was sent out according to her sister's orders." Ling'er looked well-behaved.

"You've been doing well lately, and you've added half of your pocket money this month." Lan Meng looked at her dotingly.

"Really? Sister, you are so good to me! Ling'er grabbed Lan Meng's arm and coquettishly.

"Alright, alright. Go and help me get the paint, there are a lot of guest portraits that haven't been painted. Lan Meng said deliberately angrily.

"Yes, sister!" Ling'er thought of her extra half of her pocket money, and hummed a little song and got to work.

Lan Meng looked at the happy Ling'er in the distance, secretly rubbed his sore waist, tied an apron for himself, and began his work after selecting a suitable brush, and the gallery full of artistic colors returned to its usual busy state.

After a while, Xiao Ya hurriedly walked into the gallery, sat on the chair sullenly, looked at Lan Meng angrily and asked, "Meng'er, did your man run away too?" ”

Lan Meng listened to Xiao Ya's inexplicable question, put down the brush in his hand and came to her, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiao Ya looked at Lan Meng with a sad face, crawled on the table weakly, and stared at Lan Meng obliquely: "I went to the General's Mansion this morning, and Vice General Li told me that Rin Lie had rushed to the capital again." Meng'er, you say, why is my love road so twists and turns! Xiao Ya let out a long sigh after speaking.

"Don't think too much about it, he'll be back in a few days." Lan Meng comforted Xiao Ya and said.

"Maybe! By the way, Meng'er, where did your man go, and he probably knew where Rin Lie went? Xiao Ya suddenly raised her head and looked at Lan Meng.

Lan Meng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and shook his head: "I don't know!" ”

"Don't know? Meng'er, tell me honestly, how much do you know about that man, who he is, where is his home, and what is he doing......" Xiao Ya asked Lan Meng all the questions in one breath.

It was only then that Xiao Ya's question made Lan Meng realize that he had made a serious mistake and handed over his body to a man of unknown origin. Yesterday's lingering has not appeared so far. Could it be that I was deceived by others again this time? Lan Meng's heart became heavy when he thought of this question, his eyelids drooped, and he shook his head again.

Seeing Lan Meng's sad expression, Xiao Ya stood up violently and scolded: "Rabbit cub! Since he is a merciful man who is merciful everywhere. Meng'er, don't worry, I will definitely ask someone to find him for you, and then I will make him kneel in front of you and admit his mistake. ”

Xiao Ya rushed out angrily after speaking, completely forgetting her sadness just now. Lan Meng looked at Xiao Ya, who was so angry that she had already walked away, with blank eyes, and looked at the white snow outside the door. I was wondering in my heart: Ye Ling, who are you?

Because the author's laptop was malfunctioning, he tried to write a novel on his mobile phone, but it turned out that writing a novel on his mobile phone did not go well in any way. 〒_〒