After bidding farewell to Zhou Guangkai who had appeared inexplicably, Xiao Lan found a training room again and plunged into the battle again.
Life lies in movement is indeed an unchanging truth.
After a pleasant day of fighting, Xiao Lan was refreshed when she left the training ground.
Sure enough, it's better to fight, exercise more and feel comfortable.
Xiao Lan felt that the most important question right now was how to survive in this descent world. As for other things, just let it go straight after the boat reaches the bridge head. It's useless to think too much.
When facing Luo, he should do whatever he wants.
After returning to the room, Xiao Lan felt calm when she saw Luo's foul-looking face, and greeted him as usual: "I'm back."
"Welcome back." Seeing Xiao Lan's condition recovered, Luo also smiled as always.
Today he prepared Earl Grey black tea. The mellow black tea aroma is paired with the fragrance of bergamot, forming a unique and fresh taste.
Xiao Lan sat on the sofa and slowly savored the taste of Earl Grey tea.
Speaking of it, he was unable to tell the difference between each type of tea, and even felt that tea was not better than water. But after I met Luo, I tasted countless kinds of tea from the other side, and gradually tasted it, and finally I can understand why those who like tea like it.
This mild but long-lasting aroma, coupled with a soft taste, always carries a taste of peace and tranquility.
It's no wonder there will be afternoon tea as a traditional leisure activity.
"The weather has turned cold recently, do you want to go to the hot springs, sir?" Luo's voice came from the side.
"Hot spring?" Xiao Lan said.
"Yes, I built a hot spring villa on a mountain before, and it has not yet opened for business. This time is just right for you to experience it." Luo's tone was as simple as saying that I was going out to get some sun.
Xiao Lan has reached a point where Luo's earning ability has reached a level that he can calmly accept at any time. He is not curious at all, how Luo makes so much money when he only returns to reality for a few days every month.
Not at all, really.
real…
"You can tell me where there are deficiencies, and then it will be convenient for subsequent improvements." Luo continued, "I have arranged strict security measures on the entire mountain. Once an outsider enters, an alarm will be issued from the foot of the mountain, and you don't need to Worried about safety."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Where did you come from!
Xiao Lan remembered that when they were in the real world before, they left shortly after being attacked. Luo actually arranged the security of the hot spring villa at that time. This efficiency was really terrifying.
Since Luo Du has arranged so well, what reason does he have to refuse
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It was night when the two returned to the real world.
As soon as she stepped on the floor of her house, Xiao Lan heard howling from outside the window:
"Ooo... Ooooo... Ooooooo..."
The cry sounded miserable and miserable, revealing the sadness of loneliness in the middle of the night, and people couldn't help feeling sympathy.
The voice was quite familiar, it was Tie Hanhan.
It seems that there is no need to ask more, Tie Hanhan's love story has come to an end. I hope that the two-Kazakh boy who is in love can grow up from this love as Uncle Zhang said.
After that, Xiao Lan went to bed first.
And Luo didn't need to sleep, he took advantage of the evening to directly arrange a private jet the next morning, the time for the husband to return to the real world is so precious, how can he wasted on meaningless waiting.
By the way, I contacted the shop where I ordered the car before and asked them to send him his customized Bugatti Veyron.
At the same time, the security system that was arranged before leaving was also operational. The safety factor around this villa is no longer of the same level as before. The house that looks the same as usual, in fact, even an ant passing by the door will be monitored.
When Xiao Lan slept ignorantly, Luo's night was very busy.
The next morning.
When they packed up and went out, they ran into Uncle Zhang who was working hard in the yard.
Next to him is Tie Hanhan, who is chewing on slippers happily. There are still sandals scattered around it. Obviously, this is not the only slippers that has been poisoned. Seeing that it is shaken with its tail twisting its buttocks. You can understand Tie Hanhan's happiness at this moment.
It seems that as long as the home can be demolished, the troubles of broken love cannot defeat it.
"Good morning Grandpa Zhang." Xiao Lan greeted Uncle Zhang.
Luo also nodded at the other side in greeting at the same time.
Uncle Zhang was also very happy to see Xiao Lan and the two of them: "Morning, Xiao Xiao, you are back, you seem to be in good spirits."
"We have had a good time recently. We plan to take advantage of the free time to go out these days." Xiao Lan pointed to Lola's suitcase, and then turned to Uncle Zhang's yard. "Your vegetable plot looks like They look great, every one is beautiful."
His compliment really didn't mean to exaggerate or comfort the other party. The vegetable field in front of him looked lush and lush, and every vegetable was fresh and tender, even the fine food in the supermarket was at this level.
In the yard where Erha is raised, this kind of results can be called a miracle in human history.
"Hey..." Uncle Zhang was not happy when he heard the words. Instead, he sighed, "Tie Hanhan has eaten up all my vegetables, and these are all airlifted by my son from the special cultivation base. They were all set up just now."
Xiao Lan: "..."
It's a unique farming method for krypton gold players.
I want to come to Uncle Zhang's son, the current President Zhang, to take care of his old father's hobby of raising Erha and growing vegetables is also broken.
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Taking a private jet really saves time. It only takes 20 minutes to arrive in advance. There are no restrictions on knife liquids during the security check. After all, the plane is its own, so it’s good to be happy.
A few hours later.
When the two got off the plane, Luo had arranged a shuttle bus and took them directly to the place where the hot spring villa was located.
Xiao Lan looked at the endless "mountain" in front of her and was shocked in her heart. What is this called a mountain? In his concept, aren't all mountains one and the same? What's the feeling of surrounded by mountains in front of you
He seemed to have walked into some scenic spot.
Xiao Lan's feet are a series of mountains, and the area from halfway up the mountainside is covered with plain white snow, which is dotted with red plum groves, and the delicate red color is particularly moving against the surrounding snow.
As the mountain breeze passed by, the snow flakes fluttered between the red plums as if dancing, and the air was filled with a faint plum scent.
It really looks like a wonderland outside the world.
Amidst this beautiful scenery, the Hot Spring Villa stands quietly among them.
The villa is a retro Tang-style building with a unique quaint feeling of the Tang Dynasty. The lines of the roof are stretched and gentle, like the wings of a bird spreading out. The overall tone is simple and clean, without the pretentiousness of Ming and Qing architecture, it looks particularly solemn and elegant. The tolerance is extraordinary.
Surrounded by this snow scene and red plums, it seems that the villa and them are originally one.
Xiao Lan couldn't help saying, "It's so beautiful here."
Luo didn't boast, but just said lightly: "You like it. If you want to exercise before finishing the hot spring, you can come out and walk. The Merlin here is also my private domain."
Xiao Lan: "..."
The poor negative bourgeoisie felt the invisibility of the dimensionality reduction blow from the local tyrants.
After entering the hot spring villa, Xiao Lan found that the inside of the villa was the same classical Tang style as the outside, all modern things were cleverly hidden, everything seemed harmonious and orderly.
After eating a sumptuous dinner made from Shanzhen.
Luo took him to the top hot spring private bath in the entire villa.
It is an independent yard, and there is a delicate hot spring pool in the yard, and even the introduced spring water is separated from other hot spring pools.
There is also a huge red plum in the courtyard. I don't know how old it is. The branches extend to the edge of the pool. You can enjoy the blooming red plums above your head when you soak in the water.
After changing clothes, Xiao Lan wrapped a towel around her waist and entered the pool first.
He was soaking in the hot spring, feeling his whole body stretched out.
The hot spring water soaked his cold white skin, which was naturally not tanned, and his body was well-proportioned without a trace of fat, giving him a warm color all over his body.
Xiao Lan was lying on the edge of the pool, lazily and didn't want to move at all.
His eyes were half-squinted, looking lazy and harmless. A red plum was blown off the branch and slowly fell to the top of his hair. Xiao Lan didn't bother to take it off.
Looking at him now, people can't think of how sharp and neat he was when he did it.
Xiao Lan can't remember how long she hasn't been in the hot springs. His busy and poor life has prevented him from even going into the bathtub several times. Bathing is basically solved by showering.
Relaxing in such a simple yet exquisite environment is an experience that has never been experienced before.
"This is a wine specially brewed by the mountain village. The name is Xuezhuo. Would you like to taste it?" Luo's voice came from not far away.
Xiao Lan turned his head and saw that Luo had taken off his meticulous three-piece suit, just like him, was only wrapped in a towel around his waist, and his beautiful muscle lines were completely exposed in this way, following his every moment. An action changes slightly.
His hair was a little wet from the snow along the way, and it was no longer so neat, but it looked lazy and casual.
Luo put the wooden tray in his hand on the stone beside the pool and entered the pool.
The hot spring water wetted his body little by little, and a few pieces of falling snowflakes on his shoulders, melted by his no longer cold body temperature, turned into water droplets falling from his chest, along the lines of the muscles all the way down, from The chest to the abdominal muscles finally disappeared in the pool water at the waist, and there was no trace.
Luo smiled and said to Xiao Lan in a low voice: "Sir, are you looking at me?"
Among the drenched water vapor, among the dim lights, the picture is simply—
If you want it, you can't do it.
Just like the deceptive spirits dormant in the mountains in the ghost legends, they will be swallowed by them if they are not careful.
Xiao Lan suddenly felt that her breathing was a little tight.
He quickly shook the water in his head and coughed slightly, "Cough... that... what wine?"
"Haha." Luo smiled, disregarding Xiao Lan's turning off the topic.
Luo reached out and took the white porcelain jug placed on the tray by the pool. He handed the jug to Xiao Lan. The jug was small and exquisite and could be held in one hand. The wine tailor-made for the mountain estate is made with red plum and fresh snow in the mountains. You can try it."
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to take it, her tentacles were warm, thinking that Lai Luo had already warmed the wine in advance.
With a light sip, the wine is soft and smooth in the mouth, with a slight plum fragrance and a hint of sweetness. The wine is fresh and mellow, and it makes people unable to help but drink again.
"This wine is really good, and it goes well with this villa." Xiao Lan couldn't help but praise. "It's called Xuezhuo, isn't it?"
"Yes, your compliment is the best compliment to it." Luo also picked up the flask and drank to the surrounding scenery.
Part of it was to resolve his previous embarrassment, and part of it was that Xuezhuo was really delicious. Xiao Lan quickly drank the entire pot of wine. There were still several pots in the tray that So Xingluo brought, enough for him to enjoy it. .
Luo deliberately forgot to tell Xiao Lan that the reason why Xuezhuo had the word "Zhao" in its name was because although the wine had a soft taste, its strength was actually very high, and ordinary people would almost get drunk after drinking a pot.
Before she knew it, Xiao Lan had already drunk several pots.
His drinking capacity is actually very good, but he can't hold the power of several pots of Xuezhuo.
Then he began to feel that the whole world was exceptionally vivid, and there was an indescribable joy and joy lingering in his heart.
Xiao Lan's cheeks were flushed with alcohol, and he said to Luo: "Luo, you are so good-looking."
Luo had a rare look of surprise. He didn't expect that his shy master would give him a straight shot as soon as he came.
Xiao Lan looked at Luo with a smile on her face: "Letter than Grandpa Zhang!"
Luo: "..."
What's wrong with being praised but not feeling happy
Xiao Lan approached him and stared carefully, his breath flicked gently across Luo's cheek, Luo could see his reflection in his eyes, and felt that he was about to have a real heartbeat.
Xiao Lan said seriously: "It's also better than Tiehanhan!"
Luo: "..."
Well, his husband may have been a little too drunk.
It seems that Xuezhuo's brewing method is better to be modified.
After Xiao Lan and Luo looked at each other for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to stroke Luo's cheek. The distance between the two got closer and closer, and Luo could clearly perceive the temperature of Xiao Lan's body at this moment.
Luo waited with bated breath.
When he already felt the heat of his fingertips touch his cheeks, Xiao Lan suddenly fell over and fell on Luo's body.
Luo hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him: "Sir?"
Xiao Lan didn't react at all. He seemed to be asleep. His eyes were quietly closed, and his head rested on Luo's shoulder. The whole person was a little hot from the alcohol and hot springs.
Luo stared at Xiao Lan's quiet sleeping face, did not speak or move for a while.
I don't know when he started, his gaze could not be removed from Xiao Lan.
Perhaps it was this period of companionship that was not long-lasting, perhaps it was Xiao Lan’s support in times of crisis, perhaps it was Xiao Lan’s strength and optimism... Xiao Lan had never complained, and his eyes were always hope for progress. There was never any request to Luo, but Luo just couldn't help giving him more.
This person is like the lights in the night, always attracting Luo's eyes continuously.
If you want to get closer, it doesn't matter if you get burned.
Luo found that he couldn't bear to have someone else take his place.
After a while, Luo stretched out his hand and opened Xiao Lan's forehead.
Gently, a kiss was dropped on his forehead.
"Good night, sir."