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"Huh?" Yan Hanlin glanced at him sideways and pointed to the dishes on the table, "Cut it?"

"I'll cut it, you can wash the vegetables." Luo Ranxin suppressed the strange feeling that came up again, and reached for the kitchen knife.

Yan Hanlin inexplicably felt that the way he was holding the kitchen knife was a bit scary, so he took a step back, looked around and took a basin, and put the freshly picked vegetables Luo Ran just picked into it.

"I thought I heard you talking just now."

"It's a video with my friend. Last time I said that I used to sell wine." Luo Ranxin chatted with him while chopping vegetables, "He was on a business trip before, and he will come back later."

Yan Hanlin nodded, turned on the faucet and concentrated on washing the vegetables.He has hardly done this kind of housework, and it feels very fresh.

Not only was his movement slow, but he was also very careful. Luo Ranxin knew that this person didn't usually do these things just by looking at it.

Looking at this clumsy but hard-working man, Luo Ranxin raised the corners of his mouth and imagined that after marriage, Yan Xueyuan would definitely be able to squeeze himself into the kitchen and cook together like this. When the time comes, you feed me, and I feed you When you take a bite, you feel very satisfied just thinking about it.

"You laugh out loud at everything you think."

"Huh?" Luo Ranxin turned to look at him, "Did I laugh?"

Yan Hanlin handed him the cleaned dishes, "Yeah, smiling with a kitchen knife, it's quite scary." He wanted to ask about Luo Ranxin's emotional problems before, but when he turned around, he saw the other party holding a kitchen knife and making weird hehe Laughter, my scalp went numb.

Luo Ranxin lowered his head and continued cutting vegetables, so embarrassed that he died.

"Is there anything else I can do to help?" It's not good to stand here and just look at it, Yan Hanlin doesn't want the other party to feel that he is a free eater.

Luo Ranxin raised his eyes to look at him, and shook his head after a while, "I think you can just sit there and wait, you can't use it while watching me here." Zi Zi, almost cut his hand just now.

"Okay, I'll sit over there and chat with you." Yan Hanlin pointed to the dining table outside the kitchen, "If you need my help, just ask."

"No, you can sit down, and you can drink the hot water yourself." Exhaling quietly, it can be regarded as relaxing the body.

Without such a big obstacle as Yan Hanlin, Luo Ranxin's speed improved a little. Mr. Yan, who was disliked by him, saw that he was busy and couldn't intervene himself, so he could only help with his eyes with the idea of ​​not adding trouble.

Staring at Luo Ranxin's every move, maintaining a high degree of concentration, imagining that the first time the other party has any unsafe factors, he can rush to save the beauty.

Luo Ranxin took out the pressure cooker, turned to the man who sat on the wooden chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and said, "Why don't you go to the living room to watch TV?" He was terrified of being stared at.

"Did I bother you?" Yan Hanlin asked with a puzzled face.

Luo Ranxin cleaned the pot, "I'm nervous watching you there." His hands would shake if he was stared at cooking or something, and he might add two spoonfuls of salt.

Yan Hanlin coughed and cleared his throat, got up and said, "Then I'll take a look around."

For Luo Ranxin, who had already seen portraits of equal height, there was nothing to hide at home. He nodded, "There are oranges in the refrigerator, and a fruit knife on the living room table. If you want to eat, cut it yourself."

"No need, juicing is really troublesome. I'll wait for dinner." Yan Hanlin stepped forward, untied and fastened the strap of his apron, "it's loose."

"Oh oh, thank you." Luo Ranxin's face was a little hot, being treated so gently by a man exuding strong hormones, he almost thought that the other party was really bent.

Immediately, Yan Hanlin asked him to withdraw his doubts.

Yan Hanlin said: "Strawberries are very attractive."

Luo Ranxin blinked and thanked again.

Thanks hell!The mass printed aprons are not drawn by you, so thank you!

"If you like it, I'll buy one for you, and the supermarket will deal with it at a reduced price."

"No need, the chef at home may not like it." The hint was not caught, Yan Hanlin pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper tooth hall and curled his mouth, "You are busy."

Only after he left the range of the kitchen did Luo Ranxin relax completely, and he could think about it while cooking again, without distracting himself from dealing with him.

Yan Hanlin didn't go anywhere, just strode to the study room, and when Luo Ranxin regarded him as a straight man and didn't have any precautions against him, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photos, and then posted them back after taking the photos. Worshiping at close range, his eyes are pious, as if he can't wait to go up and lick it.

The phone rang, startled, looked back nervously, did not see Luo Ranxin coming, quickly turned around to look at a few photos, and then reluctantly left the study, gently opened the door close.

Going back to the living room and sitting on the sofa, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. It was the floor plan of the land in Babao Township sent by Zhang Chaoyang.

He stared at the picture, thinking about a plan.

Luo Ranxin stewed the meat, changed the dishes, and prepared them. He didn't hear any sound in the room, so he came out out of curiosity and saw Yan Hanlin sitting on the sofa staring at his phone in a daze.

He turned around to pour a glass of water and put it on the tea table, but Yan Hanlin still didn't respond.

I took a look with my head, the phone screen was dark and there was nothing to take my soul away, "Boss Yan?"

Yan Hanlin raised his head when he heard the voice, and met Luo Ranxin's worried eyes, "Ah! Can I eat it?"

"...Just after the stew, I thought you were sleeping with your eyes open." Luo Ranxin resisted the urge to roll his eyes, thinking about eating because of how hungry he was.

Yan Hanlin chuckled lightly, turned on the phone screen and asked him, "Can you get the pen and paper for me?"

Luo Ranxin raised her eyebrows, turned around and went to the study room to get out the sketchbook she usually used for painting and drawing, "On-site work?"

"I have a few ideas, please give me advice." Yan Hanlin took the pen, opened the notebook and wrote 30 words on it.

Luo Ranxin's eyelids twitched, "Money?"

"land."

Isn't that a lot of money! "Land in Kyoto?" You know, every inch of land in Kyoto is expensive now, and a small piece of land costs billions or billions.

"Well," Yan Hanlin took a pen to write and draw on the paper, "Babao Township, it's in the suburbs."

"30 square meters?" Luo Ranxin heard his voice changed, and quickly calculated in his mind, his eyes lit up with gold, "How much will it cost!"

Yan Hanlin let out a chuckle, and turned his face to see his expression as if he saw Jinshan, which made him even more amusing, and teased him, "Is there a lot? It's just over 100 billion."

Luo Ranxin's expression changed, he withdrew his big teeth that were about to fly out, and said coldly, "I will hate the rich."

"Haha, your expression is really easy to control." Yan Hanlin raised his hand and pinched his face, the movement was very natural, just like a big brother teasing a little brother.

Luo Ranxin glared at him while covering his pinched red face, and before he could get angry, he saw Yan Hanlin put up the notebook for him to read, "Help me fix it."

One, the resort.

Second, the high-end landscape community.

Three, leisure and entertainment clubs.

Four, business hotel.

Five, the playground.

Luo Ranxin looked up at him, "One, two, three, four, five, let me choose?"

"34 square meters, if you sell it, the price is only 1. If you develop it yourself, although you can't earn a lot of money at one time, the subsequent asset prices will increase. Ten years ago, I bought this land for more than [-] million yuan. Click." Yan Hanlin put down the notebook, tapped the nib on it, "If it were you, how would you do it, what would you like to do?"

Luo Ranxin reached out to take the notebook, looked at the figure he had circled on the paper, tilted his head and thought for a while, "I have been to Babao Township once, and when I was filming a drama before, it was filmed in the mountains over there. Good air, good air, if your land is next to mountains, I don’t think playgrounds and business hotels are suitable.”

"The mountain is to the west, not far away."

Luo Ranxin circled the location of the mountain with a pen, "Depending on the nature of the entertainment club, I don't think it's necessary. There are so many large clubs in the city. Unless you do something illegal, how many people can go there?" Play far away."

Yan Hanlin stared at his profile, watched his mouth open and close, and nodded slowly.

"Resorts are actually quite good, but I prefer to build high-end residential areas, the kind with large green areas and single-family houses. No high-rise buildings are built, and small villas with three or four floors are built. The yard is so large that you can grow vegetables and flowers, dig lotus ponds, etc. Neighbors should not be too close, nor too far away, anyway, it is the kind of polite distance that can help you if you have something to do, and you don’t usually disturb each other." When he was talking, his eyes began to shine again, and his spirits were high.

Yan Hanlin took a deep breath to calm down his beating heart.

"Don't you think it's too far away?"

"Generally, people who can afford to live in high-end residential areas are not afraid of distance. Older children who are rich and filial will want to buy a place they want for their parents, and they don't need to build too many houses, leaving a small part for construction. Public facilities should be more popular." Luo Ranxin looked at him, saw that he was also looking at himself with a smile on his face, and suddenly realized that he had talked too much, and scratched his face in embarrassment, "Then what, am I Isn't that right?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Yan Hanlin took the pen over to write down the few points he had just made, "Let them make a plan according to your idea after a while, and if there's no problem, I'll pay you for the idea."

"No, no, no, it's too outlandish." He never expected that the other party would adopt his opinion.

Yan Hanlin pinched his face again, "I seem to smell meat."

Luo Ranxin was taken aback, got up in a panic and went to the kitchen.

Knead pinch, pinch your face, too madam, too intimate!

Yan Hanlin rubbed his fingers, the smooth and soft touch made him squint his eyes, didn't he say that the actor's skin is not good, it's completely nonsense.

Luo Ranxin entered the kitchen and didn't go out. After he was busy frying the vegetables, the meat was also stewed. He originally planned to use a pressure cooker to press it, but after thinking about it, he would cook it directly in a pot, which tastes better.

As for Yan Hanlin's slightly affectionate pinching of the face, he made an excuse for himself, he should treat him as a younger brother.

At his age, Yan Xueyuan has never been killed by his brother, even if he has, it is still a face pinch, pinch and pinch, there is a big difference.

After Yan Xueyuan left Luo Ran's new home, he called Hong Yang, the No. 31 bad friend, and bluntly said that he would hold a simple wedding banquet on the [-]st.

"Today is the 21st, and there are still ten days left. I said two, can we not be so two!" Hong Yang had a headache, "You said it was a good day, my hotel was booked out two months ago."

"Then what to do!"

"Why don't you go to the hotel?" Hong Yang rolled his eyes and suggested to him, "In your villa, find someone to decorate for you."

"Impossible, I told my brother that Lu San'er agreed to go because he was engaged." Yan Xueyuan yelled, "Are you brothers? Ask for me!"

"Okay, I'll write to you later." Hong Yang hung up the phone, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

"What is Xueyuan going to do again?" A hand popped out from under the blanket and patted his shoulder, "We'll talk about it when we wake up."

"What time do you sleep, what time is it, hurry up!" Hong Yang got out of bed, put on his pajama pants, and called the managers of several hotels, "Why did I make a fool of such a troublesome guy!"

"You owed him in your previous life." After finishing speaking, his phone rang, "Well, I owe him too."