MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 52 keep away
Chapter 52 Stay away
Lin Qing smiled, said a few more words, and went to find Fan Zhuan with the pills.
Looking at Lin Qing's back behind the door, Wei Lan clenched her fists excitedly.
The male and female protagonists are finally going to have a spark of passion!
Awesome! !
“What a beautiful jasmine flower, what a beautiful jasmine flower, the branches are full of fragrance and beauty, fragrant and white people praise..."
Today it is Wei Lan's turn to wash the dishes. She is in a good mood. She is humming a song while washing the dishes. The long and gentle female voice echoes in the educated youth spot, ethereal and melodious...
The midsummer afternoon was still so hot, and the earth was scorched by the scorching sun. Wei Lan came out of the kitchen shaking her hands. When she passed through the courtyard, the short sunlight made her skin feel hot.
She put her hands on her forehead as if she was afraid that the sun would tan her. As soon as she took a step forward to get into the main room to take a drink of water, she was bumped into someone who came out of the room.
“Ouch—” Wei Lan was a little dazed by the impact. She covered her head and took several steps back. Fortunately, the other party’s hand quickly caught her, otherwise she would have been thrown to her butt.
Fan Zuo paused and saw that the person had already stood firm. He let go of his hand and asked, "Are you okay?"
The pain in her forehead stimulated Wei Lan to shed physiological tears. The crystal teardrops hung on her long eyelashes, cute and pitiful.
Her eyes were red, "No, it's okay!"
After a moment, Wei Lan suddenly raised his head and faced a handsome and worried face. The face had deep eyes, a high nose, and the raised eyebrows were not as strong as Gu Chao's sword eyebrows, but there was a natural vitality. Vigorous breath.
Wei Lan was dumbfounded. After reacting, he suddenly took a step back.
She had a long face, pretending to be arrogant and glanced at Fan Zuo, raised her chin, snorted like a proud peacock, and walked towards the room.
Yu Tingyi yawned and came out of the main room. He accidentally fell asleep while enjoying the cool air in the main room just now. When he came out, he happened to encounter this scene. "Do you have any grudge against Wei Zhiqing?"
Fan Zhuan: "I don't know." "Okay." Yu Tingyi shrugged, "But Wei Zhiqing's singing is pretty good."
"Hmm." Fan Zhui responded and strode out of the courtyard, leaving Yu Tingyi behind and muttering in a low voice, "It's hot now, where are we going..."
The educated youth in the educated youth area are not very young. Everyone is exhausted after the busy days. Now it is rare to relax and take a nap in the afternoon.
When Wei Lan entered the room, she slowed down her pace, climbed onto the bed carefully, and joined in.
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The sun sets over the west mountain, and a thin layer of indigo color covers the horizon.
The room was a little dark, and she was the only one left without the others, so she slept for a long time.
Wei Lan sat up and braided her hair again. Her hair is long, dark and thick, completely different from the short, dry hair before the time travel.
Her long hair was braided into a fluffy centipede braid hanging down the back of her head, revealing a smooth forehead in front. Only a few strands of hair were scattered from her forehead and ears. With her light green skirt, she looked very ladylike and had a sense of casualness. The laziness.
"What are you talking about? It's so lively?" Wei Lan walked into the main room. The room was already noisy, but when she heard her voice, all eyes were focused on her. Both men and women looked at her with a bit more surprise.
Jiang Lihua stared at her, "Wei Lan, how did you braid your hair? It's so beautiful."
Jiang Lihua rarely used harsh words, and Wei Lan would not take the initiative to stir up trouble. She said calmly: "Just braid it like this. I can teach you if you like it, but your hair is not long enough now, so you have to grow it a little longer."
(End of this chapter)
