Sang Yu held the fruity cup, his arm fit seamlessly with Lan Qin's knitwear, and his skin was a little itchy from the fine wool.
But there are a lot of itches in my heart, and the itch is unbearable.
She may not be proficient in human affairs, but she still has the ability to observe words and feelings, and she knows that Lan Qin is protecting her.
In front of several big people who were eyeing her, knowing that the opposite party was facing each other, he protected her without thinking because of two small difficulties.
Sang Yu's mind was spinning fast, since she had already been involved, and Lan Qin's attitude was so clear, she had to give him a boost.
According to what Uncle Chen said, this bespectacled uncle has crooked thoughts about Qin Qin, covets Qin Qin's conditions, and wants to marry his daughter to him So seeing that she is not pleasing to the eye, he is arrogant to her, but in the final analysis, even if she is really a servant, it belongs to Lan Qin, where does he have the qualifications to call around.
Isn't it just that while playing the score, he is unwilling to suppress Qinqin.
She didn't let him get his wish and was angry with him.
Sang Yu's bright eyes bent, and he glanced at the shareholder surnamed Liang generously, then smoothed his sideburns, turned his head and smiled at Lan Qin, his voice was eight degrees sweeter, "No, how hard you go to cook, I will feel distressed." ” Lan Qin's eyes were shining.
Sang Yu pretended to be calm and natural, gently pulled his hand on the crook of his arm, tilted his head, and looked delicate and obedient, "Besides, whatever you like to drink, I will love to drink." ” Very considerate and sensible little daughter-in-law.
The three men on the opposite side have eye-knives and brushes.
Sang Yu didn't see it, and looked at Lan Qin intently.
Lan Qin understood what she meant, forcibly suppressed the ups and downs of his chest, plucked up his courage, wrapped her thin and soft hand into his palm, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, his eyes full of scarcity.
Intimacy speaks for itself.
The face of the shareholder surnamed Liang could no longer be hung up, and he stood up suddenly, "Lan Qin, you" Lan Qin held Sang Yu's hand, which did not affect the speed of typing in the slightest, and the converted voice cut him off accurately, "In my family, is it appropriate to speak disrespectfully to my people?"
The voice is mediocre, not harsh, but even more deterrent.
The muscles on the cheeks of the shareholder surnamed Liang trembled, and he didn't dare to look directly at Lan Qin's heterochromatic eyes, and glanced at the second uncle of the Lan family fiercely.
It's not all because he said that Lan Qin is single and has more and more influence on the group, so he moved his mind, otherwise the Lan family, a monster with different pupils that everyone knows, is a mute, and he may not be happy to have any psychological problems, and he is not happy to get involved He made a good excuse for himself, flicked his sleeves angrily, left first, and wanted to slam the door, but Uncle Chen quickly supported the door with his eyes, "You go slowly, don't send it." ” The bald shareholder surnamed Zhao, who stayed on the sofa, squinted his eyes, and a few harsh words came to his lips.
Lan Qin didn't give him a chance, and simply put a finished artwork on the coffee table.
The second uncle of the Lan family and the shareholder surnamed Zhao suddenly looked cold, and they all wanted to pick it up and take a closer look, but they saw the pale and slender fingers pressed on it, and the voice software sounded, "I have finished answering the answer, and I will end here today, if you decide not to change, I will complete all the drawings as scheduled before the end of the month, and if you have changes, I will also find other partners." ” The second uncle's face was ugly, "Qin Qin" Lan Qin ended the topic with one sentence, "You can choose, so can I, I am not the property of the Lan family." ” The shareholder surnamed Zhao, who advocated the replacement of the designer, was speechless after seeing the picture, and had to admit that Lan Qin was irreplaceable, and got up and left with a black face, leaving only the second uncle.
The second uncle was relieved when he saw that the outsiders had finally rolled over, rubbed his hands and leaned out, and looked at Sang Yu in surprise, "Qinqin, don't introduce this to the second uncle."
Lan Qin led Sang Yu to stand up, nodded at him detachedly, and went directly to the second floor.
Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and returned to the coffee table, and in the expectant and eager eyes of the second uncle, he picked up the fruit tea brewed by Sang Yu and held it into his arms.
Don't forget to put your fingers on the pot to test the temperature.
It's already cold It's a pity.
He twisted his eyebrows, and his dissatisfied gaze swept over the second uncle.
Sang Yu stood in the middle of the stairs and watched the whole process, crying and laughing and leaning on the handrail.
Lan Xiaoqin, Lan Xiaoqin, if you want to be indifferent, just stick to the end, okay, run back halfway to hold fruit tea, how gluttonous it is Lan Qin held the dinner plate in one hand, protected Sang Yu on the second floor with the other, stopped outside the workshop, let her go in first, and then leaned his back against the door and pressed it, closing it tightly, and the whole world was clean.
"Qin Qin, did I do anything wrong just now" Sang Yu immediately asked, "I saw that person was calculating you, and he was angry, so he made his own opinion" Pretending to be a little couple.
Lan Qin lowered his eyes, how could he tell her that he couldn't ask for it, it was still like a dream.
All he could do was shake his head firmly and give her a thumbs up.
Sang Yu was affirmed, smiled sweetly, pinched his face quickly, and ate a small tofu, "I know" There was no longer anyone around to disturb her, and Lan Qin had no reason to continue touching her, so he slowly let go of his hand and clutched it nostalgically, trying to keep her temperature.
Sang Yu originally had a stomach to say, but when she entered this room, her attention was attracted by the painting paper on the wall, she looked at the two rows in order, and was surprised to find a set of jade jewelry that female stars competed to wear to major ceremonies in the first half of the year, and had been searched many times.
During that time, every day I scrolled through Weibo, I would see people discussing, and it was difficult to know each other.
"This," she said, with a look of surprise on her face, "it turned out that you designed it."
Lan Qin lost his composure when facing outsiders, and nodded slightly.
Sang Yu jumped back to him, "Qinqin, you are so powerful" Lan Qin lowered his head and hugged his small teapot tightly.
Sang Yu snatched the pot down with a smile, "What are you doing with it, it's already cold, you like me to cook it again." ” He was reluctant, so he typed her to discuss, "Is it okay to heat it up?"
Sang Yu didn't answer.
He spoke so freely just now, why did he start typing again now?
She looked up at him inquiringly, "Your voice software is so easy to use, why did you never tell me that you would only write and type with me?"
"The text is more solemn."
Simply because of this He paused, then said, "That voice, it's ugly." ” It's particularly hard to hear.
When communicating work, no one will be patient to read his words, the existing voice software on the market is incoherent, many professional words can not be expressed clearly, he does not want to hope for others, so he spent a lot of time to learn by himself, according to his own situation, made this applicable program But the voice, he sounded really strange and harsh.
He is an amateur, his skills are not good enough, and the weather forecast specially made for Sang Yu will be wrong, and it will also cause her to be sick.
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Lan Qin slowed down and typed, "The program I did was not perfect, there is no better voice library, I don't want to" I don't want to say that to you.
The workshop was quiet, his eyelashes falling like a fan, covering the dull shadow of the curve on his cheeks.
From head to toe, I tried my best to hide it, but I couldn't hide my deep inferiority.
Sang Yu leaned against the door panel with him, looked past his well-organized working environment, imagined how he was busy here day and night with illness, and couldn't help but pull down his sleeve, "Qinqin, you worry too much, your eyes are terrifying, your scars are terrifying, and you are terrible to make such a powerful procedure, but in my opinion" Her voice was gentle, "The eyes are so beautiful that they don't look like real people, the scars are distressing, as for this voice, I almost jumped up when I first heard it, and I'm very glad that you can make a sound." ” Lan Qin listened quietly, not daring to breathe.
Sang Yu's hand went further, tentatively hooking his cool little finger and shaking it, "You are fine anywhere, even if you don't believe yourself, you should believe what I say."
Those countless craggy boulders that had pressed on Lan Qin's body for many years seemed to be pried up by her inch by inch.
"Believe Me or Not" Lan Qin nodded weakly.
"Believe it or not" It's a little heavier.
Sang Yu pursed his lips, "If you believe it, I'll give you hot fruit tea now."
Someone's head paused, tangled for a moment, and decisively aggravated a lot.
Sang Yu laughed, and he was hungry to death The downstairs was already empty, the second uncle of the Lan family didn't know when he left, Uncle Chen tidied up and retired, Sang Yu went to the room to find the small electric stove she loved to use, and planned to take it back to the workshop to turn on the electricity.
As soon as she stepped on the stairs, the star-chasing girl Song appeared again, "Xiaoyu is doing so well tonight, the old immortal thinks about it Qin Qin, don't look at him calmly, it is estimated that his body will not be too comfortable." ” Sang Yu replied: "He's in okay condition, I'm making fruit tea for him." ” Star-chasing girl Song: "Okay, you coax him, he doesn't like this kind of occasion, he is forced to be helpless." ” Sang Yu remembered the question in her heart before, and hesitated to send it to Song Zhiyu, "Grandma, take the liberty to ask, with Lan Qin's body, shouldn't it be recuperated?"
Such a stressful job.
Half a minute apart.
Here comes the reply.
Star-chasing girl Song: "If you don't find something for him to do, he won't be alive today." ” Star-chasing girl Song: "The number of suicide attempts he has made before is no less than the drawings he has drawn." ” Sang Yu's hand shook, and the line of the electric stove suddenly fell, and hit the metal railing of the staircase with a "snap".
She stared at the two lines as if she didn't recognize them, and they tossed and turned to make them countless times, her ears ringing, and she clutched the railing, bent her legs, and sat down on the steps.
It was already dark, and the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was brilliant, and the river was lit up, reflecting the foggy sky.
There was footsteps from upstairs.
Lan Qin couldn't wait for her for a long time, I'm afraid I'm in a hurry.
Sang Yu inhaled hard, held back her tears, patted her face and laughed, stood up and ran towards him, "Qinqin, I found the electric stove, look" She turned on the electric stove, the red light turned on, and the teapot was placed on it, and she sat around the workbench with Lan Qin, intently watching it bubble.
Two minutes later, Sang Yu scratched his sideburns, "Qinqin, isn't it a bit silly for us to wait like this?"
Lan Qin's face was full of anticipation, and he wrote to her, "I haven't drunk it, I really want to taste it." ” Sang Yu lay on the table, pressing his thick drawing paper underneath, with a slight imperceptible nasal voice, "Do you have anything else you want to eat?"
At the mention of this topic, Lan Qin was full of energy, took out a blank piece of paper and wrote from the beginning, and wrote to the bottom without pause under Sang Yu's increasingly shocked gaze "Fried chicken wings, squid rings, kebabs" "Kung Pao chicken, braised pork ribs, sweet and sour tenderloin" "Red Velvet Cake, Matcha Mille-Feuille, Chocolate Mousse" "Wait, wait," Sang Yu saw that he was about to write the full Han banquet again, and hurriedly braked, "As far as your wish menu is concerned, it is unlikely to come true in the near future." ” Lan Qin froze, "Why?"
Sang Yu propped his cheeks and traced his facial features with his gaze, "Because you are eating a one-year-old children's recipe now, you can grow to three years old next week, and if you recover well, you may be five years old next week, but if you want to eat these things to your heart's content, you have to wait until you are at least eight years old." ” Lan Qin couldn't believe it, looking at the name of the dish, and then at her, his eyes moistened by the ruthless facts.
Faster, more hydrated.
The water is going to fall out.
The pupils are comparable to two wet hedrons.
Sang Yu pursed his lips, his heart was pounding, his teeth were sour, and he warned himself over and over again to put away his wolf claws, calm down, and steady.
She endured and endured, he was like doing it, and it was clean and innocent under the light, and it looked too good.
Thinking of such a person, who had been tortured by unknown people for many years, and almost gave up her life, she couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her hand and rubbed his head indiscriminately.
Finally it did I want to coax him, I want to rub him, I want to comfort him, I want to touch him, I want to make sure he's here.
Sang Yu silently clenched his fists, eager to touch them at once.
His hair was jet-black, soft and comfortable.
Born to be rubbed hard Lan Qin opened his lips unexpectedly, his throat moved, and he let out a muffled breath sound, lowered his body and moved closer to her hand, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly greedily.
She rubbed him again Hopefully this time it will be a little longer The fruit tea was bubbling and sweet, and it was all blank for Lan Qin, only her hand, clinging to him.
Snoring, ticking.
The fruit tea spilled out of the spout and fell on the workbench in a huge drop.
Sang Yu's hand shrank, afraid that Lan Qin's drawing paper would be wet, so he hurriedly looked for a tissue to wipe it, and inadvertently turned his head to see that Lan Qin was still obediently still, looking at her with unfinished intentions, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were like water.
Damn She struggled to close her eyes, turned over the cup and poured a full fruit tea and pushed it to him, "Don't you want to drink it?"
Lan Qin was rubbed by her and her whole body was hot, and her chin rested on the back of her hand to watch the hot air of tea.
Her busy hand was so close that he couldn't bear it, so he reached over and grabbed it, lifted it, and put it on his forehead.
"Little Fish" He lowered his eyes and wrote crookedly.
"You touch it, do I have a fever again" gd1806102: