Life is like a weed, and it grows endlessly.16

Lan Shuang sighed: "Sure enough, it's better to be your own boss." ”

Jiang Lusheng smiled and didn't speak.

"So what are you going to do for a while?" Lan Shuang looked at him curiously with her chin in her hands.

"First go to the company's email, see the company's recent operation, then go to the gym for a sports session, and finally go to the pool for two laps, have lunch, and take a lunch break."

Lan Shuang nodded: "It's very regular." ”

She thought for a moment and said, "I want to play the piano and play a musical instrument." ”

"There are any musical instruments in the instrument room, you can play as you like, if there is no suitable one, you can let Uncle Qian buy it."

"Okay, then I'll take a look."

The instrument room is on the first floor, just around the corner.

Lanshuang pushed the door in, and was shocked by the scenery inside, the musical instrument room has a very large floor-to-ceiling window, outside the window is the sea of roses swaying in the wind, the clouds and waves in the distance are rolling, the morning sun is rising, and it is very beautiful.

In the face of such a beautiful scenery, it is easy to inspire people's creations.

The first one by the window was the piano, Lan Shuang opened the piano lid, raised her hand and pressed the black and white keys.

She has traveled so many worlds, not to mention anything else, the piano is very familiar, she doesn't need to look at the score, she plays a paragraph casually with memory.

The sound of the piano was mellow and melodious, and the ups and downs were smooth, and the maids who had been cleaning up in the living room stopped when they heard the sound and looked curiously in the direction of the instrument room.

"Didn't you say that the young lady was picked up from a remote place? Can you play the piano? ”

"You care so much, can we ask about Miss casually? But Miss plays really well! ”

"yes, I don't know much, but it sounds pretty powerful."

After a while, the piano died down and the sound of a violin sounded.

Immediately afterwards, it was replaced with a pipa, and the instruments commonly used in the instrument room were all pulled by Lanshuang.

When she had enough of playing, she came out and found that the maid at home looked at her differently, as if she was looking at some genius.

Lan Shuang didn't explain, she saw that there was a studio inside, and when she went in, she saw that the brush, ink and paint were complete, so she simply painted a rose garden inside.

She was so involved in painting that she forgot about the time, and it wasn't until her face was cold that she came back to her senses.

She turned her head to see that Jiang Lusheng was holding a glass of cold Coke in his hand.

"Drink some water? I heard from the servant that you have been here for an hour, and you have not drunk any water, are you not thirsty? ”

Not to mention that Lan Shuang hadn't found out yet, she felt a little thirsty when she said this.

She licked her lips, took the Coke cup and took two sips, her originally sleepy brain activated by the bubbles.

"Are you done?"

After speaking, she noticed that Jiang Lusheng's hair was still a little wet, as if she had just come out of the water, and she was wrapped in a black bathrobe, and her whole person was very relaxed.

"I just came out of the pool, I looked around and didn't see you, what are you hiding here to draw?"

"Well, just draw."

Jiang Lusheng looked at it and laughed, "The painting is very casual, the painting skills are not casual, I will let people frame this painting another day." ”

"Huh? Where to hang? ”

"My bedroom is so monotonous, and I don't need such a strong color painting."

Lan Shuang glanced at the rose garden she had painted, it was indeed colorful, she smiled and took the painting off, "I've sent it to you." ”

She held the Coke cup and said: "Actually, I don't know what to do, there is no task in this world, and I seem to have lost my goal all of a sudden." ”

"Think about it another way."

Jiang Lusheng came over and hugged her from behind, and the two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the clouds in the sky move slowly with the wind.

He had a faint fragrance of bathing on his body, wrapping the blue frost tightly.

"You can do whatever you want, you don't have to be busy for other people's hatred, the good time is yours, you can paint if you want, you can play the piano if you want, or you want to learn to drive, I can also accompany you, it's a holiday, you can also go out and travel."

"Don't be stumped by the past, you still have a long way to go."

Jiang Lusheng's voice was gentle and mellow, and it was difficult to resist it when he spoke in his ear, Lan Shuang was silent for a long time and sighed, "I really think you are a bit like my dad now." ”

Jiang Lusheng: "......"

888: "6, host, you can chat." ”

Lan Shuang laughed slyly, Jiang Lusheng grinded her teeth and pinched her face, "Dad? ”

Lan Shuang broke free from his arms and put Coke on the table on the side, "Oh, okay, let's eat." ”

She turned around and wanted to run, but Jiang Lusheng grabbed her against the nearest wall.

"Run for what? Daddy hasn't finished his sentence yet. ”

Jiang Lusheng had a smile on his face, but a dangerous aura came to his face.

Lan Shuang struggled to the death and pressed against his shoulder, "I'm joking with you, how can I be more serious?" ”

"Well, dad is old, a tendon."

Jiang Lusheng pressed the person tightly against the wall, holding her two wrists with one hand, and the other hand lightly landed on Lan Shuang's lips and pressed gently.

He didn't speak, just looked at her with burning eyes.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, Lan Shuang had the illusion of being kissed by him with his eyes.

"You're not—"

As soon as she opened her lips, she fell into the downwind, Jiang Lusheng's fingers suddenly poked in, and pressed the tip of her tongue.

Lan Shuang wanted to bite him, but he took the first step to withdraw his hand and replaced his lips.

The sun was just right in the studio, the air conditioner was turned on lukewarm, and the smoke made people a little drunk, and Lan Shuang's eyes and lips were red when they parted.

Jiang Lusheng pressed his forehead and asked her, "Are you still angry with Dad?" ”

Lanshuang: "......"

This stalk can't get by.

"Huh?"

Jiang Lusheng came up to kiss her again, but Lan Shuang hurriedly admitted her mistake, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you're the best." ”

"You-" Jiang Lusheng touched her hair, found it a little messy, turned around and sat down on the chair on the side, patted his thigh, "Come here." ”

"What? And you're going to punish me? Lan Shuang reflexively covered her mouth.

Jiang Lusheng couldn't cry or laugh, "Comb your hair." ”

"Oh." Lan Shuang obediently went over and sat on Jiang Lusheng's lap, Jiang Lusheng took off her hair rope and helped her straighten her hair little by little with his hands, he had done this kind of work many times, he was very skilled, and his movements were not light or heavy, so comfortable that Lan Shuang squinted.

Jiang Lusheng tied her in a low ponytail with a hair rope, which did not delay her action and did not affect her eating.

"Alright." He patted Lan Shuang's back, "Go eat." ”

Jiang Lusheng took out the painting and gave it to Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian praised it for a while, Lan Shuang was embarrassed and buried herself in cooking.

In the next few days, Lan Shuang went to paint when she had nothing to do, and when she was tired of painting, she went to play the piano for a while, but then she couldn't be idle, so she simply signed up for a driving school and went to get a driver's license.

When Jiang Lusheng is idle, he will take her to the shooting hall, to the boxing gym, to the movies, to climb the mountain.

In half a month, Lanshuang regained her vitality. (End of chapter)