Xiao Lan originally thought that she would suffer from insomnia.
As a result, the excellent sleep quality cultivated under poor exercise all the year round betrayed him.
Lying on the big bed custom-made for him by Luo, feeling the soft bedding and the safe surroundings, Xiao Lan not only fell asleep shortly after lying down, but even slept soundly, which could be called a dreamless night.
Wake up from a dark and sweet dream.
Opening his eyes again, what appeared before Xiao Lan's eyes was already the bedroom bathed in the morning sunshine.
The sun shines into the room, with the warmth of spring, dispelling the gloom that has settled all night, and the happily chirping of early birds can be heard outside the window.
Obviously, this is a standard morning scene.
In other words, he didn't leave time for himself to think about what happened last night, and he had to face the awkward situation before going to bed together.
Sleep quality is too good, and sometimes it is an annoyance.
For the first time, Xiao Lan spit on her good sleep that can fall asleep on the concrete block and bricks.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Damn, it's over.
After struggling for a while in bed, Xiao Lan decided to get up and face it.
People are inherently dead, or die from coming to the world, or die... by their own stupid things.
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After washing, Xiao Lan bit her scalp and went downstairs.
Downstairs quietly, without seeing Luo's figure, this made him feel a little more at ease.
However, it seemed that he had already estimated his wake-up time, and Luo had already prepared his breakfast, and at the moment he was exuding heat at the dining room table.
Judging from the appearance of the food, it was obviously not long after it was put on.
At this time, Luo Zheng came out of the kitchen with a small plate.
Seeing Xiao Lan coming downstairs, he smiled: "Sir, good morning."
Luo's face still had the gentle and graceful smile that Xiao Lan was used to, and it looked decent and restrained, without the slightest offensiveness.
He put the plate on the dining table in a natural manner, and Xiao Lan couldn't tell from that face that he was different from usual.
"Good morning." Xiao Lan also greeted him, still a little bit worried.
Luo didn't say anything about last night. He pointed to the breakfast on the table: "Let’s have breakfast first. In order to match the sweet and greasy birthday cake, I prepared black coffee."
After speaking, he turned around and entered the kitchen, leaving space for Xiao Lan intimately.
Xiao Lan glanced at Luo's back again, and quietly let out a sigh of relief when he saw that he did not mention the kiss last night.
Xiao Lan took a few steps forward and sat down at the dining table.
Sure enough, there was a birthday cake on the table, but it was cut very small, basically a symbolic size.
It seemed that although Luo agreed to let Xiao Lan eat the birthday cake overnight, he was not willing to let him take in too much of something that had been greatly compromised in terms of taste and taste.
So he just reluctantly prepared a small piece for him, barely counted as completing Xiao Lan's explanation.
Xiao Lan took a bite of the cake, which was obviously still delicious, but it didn't affect the taste of it every other night.
Although for him, there may be really not many unpalatable things in the world.
After eating breakfast.
Because the relationship was still a bit awkward, Xiao Lan and Luo talked and went out.
He felt that it would be better to extend the distance between the two temporarily, go out to relax, and blow the air to calm his mind.
It would be better if you could dry the water in your head together.
As soon as she left the house, Xiao Lan noticed the lively movement next door.
There are a lot of people coming in and out over there, some people are cleaning, some people are moving things, some people are arranging something, it looks very orderly.
It's Uncle Zhang's vegetable plot that has been refurbished again.
Many people in work clothes are clearing the mess of vegetables in the field. Fresh vegetables of excellent quality are placed next to them. They also carry a uniform logo. They want to come from a breeding base again. Wait a moment. It will be replaced.
I don't know how many weeks this is the vegetable plot of Uncle Zhang, and he is simply the most krypton-gold farmer in history.
The more frustrated the more courageous, the more courageous the more krypton.
If it weren't for Uncle Zhang's rich family background, most people might not have the financial resources to maintain this vegetable plot.
"Oh oh... oh oh oh..."
On the side was Tie Hanhan, who was tied up and howled. It was howling miserably. At this moment, it was pitifully tied to a pillar, completely unable to move, and looking very helpless.
But the corners of the mouth have not been exposed by the clean leaves.
Obviously, today's vegetable plot will once again have the opportunity to be refurbished, which is due to a certain Erha.
Tie Hanhan is the eternal enemy of Uncle Zhang's vegetable garden.
On Tie Hanhan's head was Shirley with her head held high.
It was stepping on top of Tie Hanhan's head and screaming "Mi woo" and "Mi woo", its fluffy and soft tail fluttered and flopped, and it seemed very happy.
Seeing Xiao Lan, Shirley also said hello to him with a "Miu".
Xiao Lan also waved at it.
Seeing Shirley's appearance, Xiao Lan naturally thought of Shirley's master—
Sao Zi in the world is written as one.
Sure enough, on the other side of the vegetable field, I saw Cheng Wenyi's figure.
He still wore a well-tailored and well-designed white suit with a sophisticated hairstyle. He stood on the side of the road like a model on location, and carefully kept a distance from the muddy road.
A very reluctant overseer.
However, for Cheng Wenyi, who loves beauty and loves to pretend to be a character, he would come to supervise the refurbishment of vegetable plots.
Cheng Wenyi also spotted Xiao Lan, he said a few words to the female assistant beside him, and walked in Xiao Lan's direction.
Xiao Lan asked: "Are you...?"
Written rubbed his forehead, obviously a headache: "I passed by, and then Grandpa Zhang said that he suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, and asked me to help him watch for a while. As a result... He had been in the bathroom for half an hour and asked several times. "It's coming soon," Tie Hanhan has been making trouble."
Seeing Cheng Wenyi's expression, Xiao Lan finally held back a smile.
For the elderly, it's understandable that it's not smooth.
Tie Hanhan, it would be weird if he could live in peace.
"Thank you," Xiao Lan said solemnly on her face.
Written glanced at him: "Don't think I can't see you want to laugh."
The corners of Xiao Lan's mouth finally bent recklessly: "Hahaha, it's really hard for you."
"Don't talk about it yet." Cheng Wenyi changed the subject, "What's the matter with [Sparks Bring Lightning All the Way]?"
Xiao Lan put away her smile, her eyes confused: "Ah? Didn't I give Fugui and Xiaohe?"
Cheng Wenyi's face was weird: "What weird thing did you say when you gave it to them?"
Xiao Lan's eyes were even more puzzled.
He recalled the situation at that time: "It seems that there is nothing special. Tell them that they can hand in the kpi, except... Except for the first wealth and ask me if she can keep it for a few days before handing in."
"Could it be..."
Xiao Lan had a bad premonition in her heart.
Seeing Xiao Lan's eyes with horror, Cheng Wenyi's tone became heavy: "I don't know where the news came recently, saying that the flowered pants are an important inheritance that you handed over to me. It represents the Xiao brothers support club and the reincarnation. A token of close ties between the two."
Cheng Wenyi never thought that his name would have something to do with this kind of spicy-eyed stuff, and there was a tendency to cut it constantly.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Unexpectedly, [Sparks bring lightning all the way] Is this a posture to bind him? !
Written one made another cut: "They also specially made a batch of pants that look very similar to the thing. When a group of people stand together, the picture is simply..."
"It is said that they are considering putting lights on their trousers and trying to be exactly the same."
Xiao Lan imagined the scene for a moment, and felt that the whole person was not good.
His first-time fame is afraid that he will be bargained.
At this moment.
In an early spring morning, under a clear sky, in a vegetable field that is being renovated, accompanied by Tie Hanhan's wailing, two victims of [Sparks Bring Lightning All the Way] were speechless.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Written One: "..."
Both felt a chill behind themselves, as if standing next to a bottomless abyss.
Brother Xiao’s support club, what a terrible organization!
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After that, Xiao Lan strolled around the city.
He didn't have any purpose, just wandering around casually, no matter where he went.
He has seen grandpa and aunt shopping for food, appreciated the meaning of square dancing, watched the crowds crowded into canned sardines on the subway to and from get off work, prevented a peak duel between elementary school students, and rejected their collective apprenticeship requests. .
After wandering aimlessly for a day, finally, the sky gradually darkened.
Xiao Lan realized—he, it's time to go back.
Unless he wants to run to sleep on a park bench or a bridge hole tonight, and fight for territory with beggars and homeless people.
Taking a heavy step, Xiao Lan walked back.
He didn't know what was going on. When he walked in the community and saw the warm yellow light from the house where he lived, he suddenly felt a sense of home.
The biggest difference between a home and a house is—
A place where someone will be waiting for you can be called home.
Otherwise, no matter how gorgeous a building is, it is just a cold house.
And now, there is a person waiting for him to go back with a light on somewhere.
Xiao Lan looked inside through the window.
The interior was brightly lit, and Luo sat on the sofa and flipped through the booklet in his hand.
He seemed to be studying something, constantly comparing the booklets at hand, and searching on the computer next to him from time to time, with a very focused look.
Seeing such a scene, Xiao Lan's originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed.
It seems... It's good to just let the flow go
Let's talk about what their relationship will become in the future.
After sorting out her mood, Xiao Lan opened the door and entered the room.
Perceiving the movement at the door, Luo raised his head and smiled: "Welcome back, sir."
Xiao Lan nodded to him: "I'm back."
Xiao Lan's attitude returned to nature, and there was no longer the dodge and embarrassment before.
He walked towards Luo and looked at the thing in Luo's hand: "What are you looking at?"
Luo stuffed the pamphlet in his hand into Xiao Lan's hands: "Recently I received some introductions about travel. It just happened that recently we have had more time to return to the real world. Look, are you interested?"
Xiao Lan: "..."
He looked at the pile of introductions in his hand that almost included the introductions of the world's most popular attractions. It didn't look like he had received it, right
Which company has such a wide range of business and likes to make every brochure in a different style
On the contrary, it looks more like someone specially collected it.
Xiao Lan always felt that a certain scheming boy was planning something secretly, and planned to make his routine clear.
Although Xiao Lan planned that the relationship between the two of them would develop naturally, isn't this guy's speed a little too fast? !
Seeing Xiao Lan staring at these travel introductions blankly, Luo keenly realized that his plan might not work, and instantly he decided to change his strategy.
Luo quickly changed the subject: "Sir, these few real-life experiences made me think that human life is really interesting."
Xiao Lan looked at him and kept cautious: "Yeah."
I always feel that there is something hidden in these words...
Luo's tone was a little regretful: "Unfortunately, I have never experienced human travel... What would it look like? It should be very happy? You see everyone in the picture smiles so happily."
After finishing speaking, he put on a little melancholy in his eyes at the right time, and envy was implied in his melancholy, and his performance was perfect.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Who did this guy learn from? This acting skill is really a shame if it doesn't enter the show business circle.
Xiao Lan said in a calm tone: "I don't know, we poor people don't have such a luxury hobby of traveling."
He didn't lie either. He did not have the leisurely feelings of traveling when he was under the poverty line. Every time he changed places, he had to migrate, and had nothing to do with travel, which requires money and time.
Luo's movements stopped: "..."
He almost forgot about it.
Plan two failed.
Luo stood up and left without a word.
His back looked a little lonely, and Xiao Lan, who was watching, suddenly felt a little guilty.
As a non-human, Luo should indeed have never experienced human travel. Is he really looking forward to it? Actually it's not a routine Xiao Lan
After Luo left, there has been no movement in that direction, making it difficult to guess what he is doing.
Xiao Lan couldn't help thinking, should I go and see him
Before Xiao Lan acted, a group of dark furry had already jumped onto the sofa from an unknown corner.
The black cat in the form of Luo looked at Xiao Lan with his golden eyes, and walked onto Xiao Lan's lap at an elegant and light pace.
Then he stood up and rubbed his head gently against Xiao Lan's cheek.
The soft and delicate touch swept across the cheeks, and the warm temperature was hard to resist.
Not only that, he also softened his voice, and "meowed" softly in Xiao Lan's ear.
Xiao Lan suddenly felt that she was going to be unable to withstand it.
Luo unexpectedly took out the act of acting like a baby at the bottom of the box!
Just to travel!
What caused all this was the loss of morality, or the distortion of human nature!
Faced with this situation, Xiao Lan's heart was full of emotion.
Luo seems to have learned some amazing skills...
And there is a cheeky that is growing day by day.
This non-human, you don’t want your elegant persona anymore...
Seeing Luo, who opened his furry and soft belly in front of him, Xiao Lan finally retreated.
He sighed and looked at the pile of travel brochures: "Where do you want to go?"
Isn't it just traveling together
What a big deal!
The black cat blinked at Xiao Lan, his eyes gleaming with joy.
Plan three, success.