I became Piktao’s elf

There are occasional sandstorms in Shanghai, and more often there is smog.

However, as the ecological environment is taken seriously, if the weather is clear in recent years, the starry sky at night will be particularly clear. With an astronomical telescope, you can even see the white Milky Way across the sky.

Although it is spring, the temperature in Shanghai is still not that warm. This is the so-called late spring cold.

On the big bed in the villa, four white and tender calves were exposed.

The thick curtains blocked the light from outside, allowing the two people hugging each other in the room to sleep peacefully.

As the alarm on the bedside phone rang, it took a few seconds for the one being held to stretch out his white lotus-like arm to take the phone. Ling'er glanced at the time and turned off the alarm clock.

"Um...what time is it?"

Piketao in her arms let out a cry and opened his eyes in confusion. When he saw Ling'er so close, he couldn't help but bow his head and huddle in her arms.

"You..." Ling'er smiled unconsciously when she saw her shy look, and then thought of the whispers the two of them had before going to bed last night, and couldn't help but blush on her face.

After lying there for a while, Piketao opened his eyes, looked at Ling'er quietly and said, "Well...Sister Ling'er, does what you said last night still count?"

Ling'er hugged her, thought for a moment and said, "Well... it counts."

Then, there was wordless silence.

People become more emotional than usual after six o'clock in the evening, so when they woke up to the candid conversation between the two last night, both of them felt a little reckless and ridiculous.

But neither of them mentioned what they said, nor did they choose to go back on their words.

After hearing the affirmative answer, Piketao seemed very happy, and got into Ling'er's arms again and muttered: "Good sister, please sleep a little longer."

"Um"

Under the thin quilt that covered the two of them, there seemed to be a strand of transparent silk thread coming out of their hearts, intertwined and buckled, and then twisted into a knot, which could no longer be separated.

And on that knot, there is a red thread floating into the distance.

......

An Lan woke up in the morning and felt the bombardment when he turned on his mobile phone.

The first collision between the e-sports and entertainment circles created countless headlines on major social software today.

【Who is An Lan? Chen Xixi actually said she liked him! 】

[The most beautiful confession: He is lonelier than fireworks. 】

[Ren Yingying loves e-sports teenagers, is it hype or is it true? 】

[An Lan: A boy who was confessed to by a popular actress, let’s see his detailed information. 】

[Hundreds of thousands of fans left messages asking An Lan to stay away from Chen Xixi! 】

Somehow, An Lan felt guilty after seeing all the entertainment news today.

At first, he just wanted to create hype, which would be good for both him and Chen Xixi.

But now the faces of Piketao and Ling'er always flashed in my mind.

An Lan originally wanted to send a message to explain, but when he thought about having a rest today, he put down his phone, got up, washed up, and prepared to go out directly.

"Brother Lan, why are you going?" Huamuan looked expectant when he saw An Lan put on clothes after washing up.

"I have something to do when I go out. I can't take you with me today."

An Lan waved his hand and walked out of the room. After saying something to Beckman who was sitting in the living room, he went to Tomson Yipin.

Twenty minutes later, he knocked on the door with the breakfast he bought.

Bang bang bang!

clap clap clap!

crunch~

"Ah~ why are you here?" Ling'er opened the door and was overjoyed when he saw An Lan outside. Then he closed the door in shock before An Lan could smile.

Boom!

"Forehead..."

An Lan stood outside the door with a blinded face, thinking that they were still angry?

At this time, the phone vibrated, and he opened it to take a look.

[Ling'er: We haven't gotten up yet, wait a minute! 】

......

After half an hour, Ling'er, refreshed, opened the door again.

"Please come in! Hey, did you buy breakfast?"

"Ang." An Lan put on his slippers, said hello to Piketao who was sitting on the sofa, put the breakfast on the dining table and said, "Come and eat, it's a little cold."

"Haha, you're being courteous for nothing, you're either committing adultery or stealing." Piketao came over with a sneer on his face, "Tell me, what happened yesterday?"

"Um..." When An Lan walked in and saw her sitting there playing with her mobile phone, she knew that she didn't know about it just now, but now she really knows what happened yesterday.

"It's just hype. She suddenly contacted me through Huazi and said she was a fan of mine."

"At the end, he said those incomprehensible words."

He took it off immediately, not to slander Chen Xixi, but on the way here, he sat in the car and saw the clarification video released by Chen Xixi first.

She said with red eyes in it that she just likes to play games. She read a novel written by a writer called Inner Mongolia Electric Eel and thought the sentence was good so she used it. Unexpectedly, it caused a misunderstanding.

Come on~ An Lan knew that this was not weird, just a high-end green tea.

Maybe Chen Xixi's company arranged everything from contacting Huazi to the last conversation.

As for why he was looking for me, it was certainly not a coincidence.

He must have known his identity as Mr. Cha, the author of "The Swordsman".

If big companies want to check, they can still find it.

The two of them weren't talking about anything. Instead, they were eating breakfast and scrolling through their phones to understand the whole ins and outs.

You can see a vague and vague aura of terror in them.

If I use an idiom to describe An Lan sitting aside, it would be: like a lump in the throat, like a light on the back, like sitting on pins and needles!

"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?" Ling'er looked at him suspiciously.

"I also feel like there's something wrong, otherwise why would she be looking for you? Did you contact her secretly?"

Piketao and his sisters united front.

An Lan looked curious, and then he remembered.

I was originally going to give it to this house and send it to that house, but in the end, these two people actually lived together!

The key is that the relationship seems to be suddenly good, regardless of you and me.

"Why are your eyes darting around?" Ling'er showed off the temperament of a lady and raised her eyebrows, "Say!"

"Okay, I show my hand. This woman's damn sixth sense."

An Lan spread his hands and said, "Because I am Mr. Cha."

Come on, question me! Worship me! Fall in love with me with all your heart!

An Lan was thinking happily, but the two of them were stunned for a few seconds, and Piketao said, "What next?"

"What...what then? I'm Mr. Cha!" An Lan didn't understand.

"I don't care what you are, sir! I owe it to Mr. Qin!" Ling'er was a little angry, "Are you hiding it from us? Hahaha."

"What am I hiding from you?"

An Lan was helpless. He forgot that these two women didn't like reading at all.

"Want to watch Swordsman?"

"Look, Linghu Chong is so handsome!"

"I don't think Lin Pingzhi can poke it!"

"I am the author of the novel Swordsman, Mr. Cha!" An Lan ignored the two of them discussing whether other men were handsome, and explained in a arrogant tone: "That TV series is adapted from my book! Chen Xixi and her The company behind it must have found out, that’s why it deliberately came here yesterday to try and get into trouble!”