Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 63

Han Luochen collapsed on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, picked a piece of hawthorn cake and threw it into his mouth, he was picky while eating, "It's not too fresh, it needs to be remade."

"Next time I make it and send it to you."

Lan Qingchuan laughed, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When she came out, she saw that he had eaten all the pastries on the plate, and he was lazily leaning on the pillow. The light from the mobile phone screen hit his face directly, delicately Below the lying silkworm is Xue Ting's nose.

"Eat less, too, and you'll have dinner later." He responded casually, his eyes focused on the screen, and only saw his slender fingers swipe across the screen.

Having dinner from Lan Qingchuan's side, Han Luochen was satisfied. He put on his down jacket and said, "It's going to cool down at night, so you should wear more for the evening." She escorted him to the door, and the corridor light was soft, quietly falling on him There was a touch of warmth on the fair face.After walking a few steps, he remembered something and asked her, "Is the driver here also on vacation? I'll take you there in the evening."

She wanted to shake her head, her father Fang Yuzhong would go with her.But instead of facing Fang Yuzhong with all his heart and soul, it's better to be comfortable with him.She nodded, "Thank you." Then he saw him smiling and looking at her, his eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, "See you at night, Lan Qingchuan." His beautiful lips moved a few times, and a white breath was drawn out in the cold wind.Then his whole body merged into the night until he could no longer hear the sound.

Lan Qingchuan watched him go away, took a moment to look away, and returned to the room.

It snowed again in the evening.Han Luochen came to pick her up, the dazzling red sports car was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.He was tall and wore a thick, thick woolen scarf.In the night, his face was like a white cherry blossom, very eye-catching, and he was waving to her downstairs with crooked eyebrows.

She lowered her head and sat in the car. While closing the umbrella, she patted the snowflakes off her cuffs.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to dirty your car." She glanced at the water droplets on the carpet, but he didn't take it seriously, "It's inevitable in this kind of weather." Then he turned to look at her, "This body Dressed up very nicely."

Lan Qingchuan wore a long Chinese-style dress with a stand-up collar and high waist, many neat and delicate folds on the sleeves, and golden embroidery on the skirt.This was sent by Fang Yuzhong's secretary last week, and it was tailor-made by a famous domestic designer.She was afraid of the cold, and she added a blue woolen overcoat.

Hearing what he said, she smiled, "It's just too cold." It was rare to make a joke, but Han Luochen liked her tone very much.

The car is not cold, the air conditioner is on, and it is warm and pleasant.He didn't put any messy perfume sachets in his car, but the light fragrance in his breath made him intoxicated. He squeezed his fingers on the steering wheel, and then restrained himself from touching her long hair scattered on one side .

Chuangzhi's party was held in Huitai Hotel, and the people who came were mainly the company's internal personnel.It was inconvenient for Han Luochen to go in, so the car was parked in the underground parking lot.It was snowing heavily at this time, and Lan Qingchuan told him to go back first, but he turned a deaf ear to it, "How can there be no reason to send it over and not pick it up? You hurry up, I'll go inside and have dinner." He put his hands in his pockets, lips Very bright.In the dim light underground, Lan Qingchuan couldn't see his too fair face clearly.

at the party.Most people have never met Lan Qingchuan, but from the few plans she made, they all know that this young young master is really not to be underestimated.There were an unusually large number of people who came, and there were also representatives from some cooperative companies, as well as a few old directors she knew.

(End of this chapter)