love for marriage

When Lan Guiyuan came out of the shower, she saw Qi Sifan sitting on the sofa, holding a tablet on his mobile phone, even came out by herself, and looked up at herself.

"It's tanned." After finishing the three simple words, Qi Sifan looked down at his tablet computer.

Lan Guiyuan made Qi Sifan a cup of coffee and put it in front of him: "I'm a healthy wheat color, right?"

"Forget it, it looks better in black." Qi Sifan put down the tablet on his phone.He looked at Lan Guiyuan seriously.

Lan Guiyuan's face immediately turned red, she sat opposite Qi Sifan with her head down, and said nothing.

"You... have been back to China for three years, you... what do you think..." Qi Sifan stared at Lan Guiyuan, and he could read her truest thoughts from her face.

"I...I..." Lan Guiyuan murmured for a long time without saying a word, of course she knew what Qi Sifan was talking about.

In the past few years, he has been treating her like a wife, except that she does not live with him.As for the matter between him and her, Shen Ruxin had asked about it, but Qi Shengji didn't say a word about it.

Lan Guiyuan was frightened by her inner thoughts. She suddenly realized that she was relying on Qi Sifan, and she didn't reject him.For his domineering and domineering, she felt a sense of security.

Lan Guiyuan's eyes dodged, she didn't know how to answer Qi Sifan.She originally wanted to look up at Qi Sifan, but when she moved, she found Qi Sifan was beside her.

His sharp breath was in her ears, and his clear and bright eyes were also in front of her eyes. She was stunned, her mind froze.

There was warmth from her lips, and Qi Guiyuan sucked it subconsciously, but her unconscious actions made the man attack crazily.When he kissed her until she was suffocating, Qi Guiyuan suddenly remembered what she was doing.

"Don't...don't..." Lan Guiyuan didn't know if she was refusing, but she felt that the more she was like this, Qi Sifan was against her.

The man's breath surrounded her, and Lan Guitu fell into a haze. Her mind was dizzy, as if she heard him say: "I've been waiting for you for many years... I just hope you don't reject me..."

Since returning to China, she has never rejected him, his help to her, and his invasion of her.

Lan Qianye returned to his home after school and found an invitation card from his mailbox. He looked at the name on it and pursed his lips.

Shen Xiaoxiao followed Lan Qianye from behind, she yelled: "Hey! Wait for me!"

Lan Qianye twisted his body and glanced at Shen Xiaoxiao, then asked her: "It's getting dark, why are you here?"

"Come to your house to spend the night!" Shen Xiaoxiao took a fancy to the invitation card in Lan Qianye's hand, she snatched it up and pouted.

"In the name of Mr. Song, invite Lan Jie to drink Lan Jiaying's daughter's full moon wine? Do you think this Lan Jiaying has any conspiracy?" Shen Xiaoxiao asked Lan Qianye.

"Then who knows, but she is watched so closely by that Mr. Song, she probably doesn't have time to play with her thoughts." Shen Xiaoxiao said with certainty.

Lan Qianye and Shen Xiaoxiao entered the room together, Qi Sifan sat at the dining table and scrolled on his tablet, and Lan Guiyuan was busy in the kitchen.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room. Lan Qianye and Shen Xiaoxiao stood at the door and did not go inside. The two children looked at Qi Sifan inside with strange expressions. When Qi Sifan turned his head to look at the door, He himself was taken aback.

That kind of scene is particularly like a ghost coming to lock your life, okay? Especially when Lan Qianye and Shen Xiaoxiao are standing together in the backlight, with their heads tilted at the same angle.

"You two, what are you doing standing there?" Qi Sifan asked.

Shen Xiaoxiao came in first, and she asked: "Cousin, it's getting dark, what are you doing at his house?"

"Aren't you here too?" Qi Sifan asked back.

Shen Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Qi Sifan, and she glanced at Lan Guiyuan in the kitchen. She was cooking, and it was her favorite chicken wings.

Lan Qianye came in and closed the door, he put down his schoolbag and sat on the side of the table facing Qi Sifan.

Lan Qianye looked at Qi Sifan with strange eyes. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Have you washed your hair at my house?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xiaoxiao immediately turned to look at Qi Sifan.

Qi Sifan's hair didn't have any traces of grooming. Normally, before he went to work, he would tidy up his hair a little bit, such as fixing the fine hair with pomade, etc., but although his hair was dry, it was still There is no trace of care.

"Yeah, what's wrong with borrowing the staff's bathroom?" Qi Sifan was still very guilty when he said this.

Then Lan Qianye stared at Qi Sifan for a long time, until Lan Guiyuan came out with the dishes, Lan Qianye suddenly said: "Oh, you are all adults now, I can't control you anymore."

"Pfft—" Shen Xiaoxiao spat out a mouthful of cake, she gave Lan Qianye a distorted look, and coughed violently again.

"What are you talking about? Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?" Lan Guiyuan brought out another plate of ribs from the kitchen.

Qi Sifan looked at Lan Qianye, and Lan Qianye also looked at Qi Sifan, and suddenly they both said at the same time: "It's okay."

Shen Xiaoxiao's cough became worse.

Professor Meng's laboratory.Lan Qianye was staring at the microscope in front of him in a daze. Professor Meng glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Think about things."

"Thinking about something? Thinking about something?"

Lan Qianye asked Professor Meng mysteriously: "Old Meng, have you read "Three Worlds of Karma?"

"What? What is that?" It was the first time Professor Meng saw Lan Qianye playing such a tricky game, and he was curious about what this kid was thinking again.

"There is a sentence in it that says, if you want to know the cause of the previous life, you will be the recipient in this life, and if you want to know the fruits and vegetables of the future, you will be the author of this life." Lan Qianye has already made this very clear, just hinting at the affairs of Professor Meng's family , if Professor Meng can't understand anymore, then Professor Meng is playing dumb.

Hearing what Lan Qianye said, Professor Meng really started to think about it.After a while, he said quietly: "Although I don't believe in Buddhism, I have many friends who believe in Buddhism. I see that they are all calm and disillusioned, and their troubles seem to be less. What you said sounds good. It seems to make sense. What's the matter? Do you have something to say to me?"

Lan Qianye nodded: "The last time we went to the summer camp was in a very poor mountain village, Lao Meng, you see that your family is so unlucky at this stage, you might as well spend money to avoid disaster."

"To save money and avoid disasters? You want me to donate incense money?" Professor Meng asked.

"No, isn't your Meng family developing tourism? You can consider going there." Lan Qianye reminded.

Professor Meng sighed: "It's easy to say, but it's not that simple! Do you think we are the Tao family? They are originally doing business in the film and television city, and the business is of course easy! It can't be compared!"

Lan Qianye winked at Professor Meng: "Lao Meng, you still don't believe me when I say that you are too old to think things out flexibly. There is an opportunity right now. Do you want to listen to me?"

"Come and listen."

"Isn't the recent big movie about White Dragon Swallowing Clouds choosing the heroine and the location? Your Meng family invested some money, but you specified that you want to take some scenes in that village. When the big movie is released, that place will It's also famous, and people naturally want to go to that place to see. At that time, your Meng family will send people to collect some wild fruits and game over there, and sell them as tourist peripherals. Isn't this a very good tertiary industry, and it also helps that village."

What Lan Qianye said was so logical that Professor Meng was really moved.

"I donated money to avoid disasters, and I helped the big movie, and that village, and actually developed the Meng family's business? It sounds like you can give it a try..."

"Yes, and our homeroom teacher Mr. Zheng still owes you a favor. I'm afraid the school will also owe you a favor. With your good reputation, your bad luck may be over. Maybe your juniors will also owe you a favor. Just stop for a while."

"Hey, don't say it, it seems that this is really the case! I will mention this matter to my elder son and younger son... Well, you boy, after following me for so long, you finally thought about me !” Professor Meng said as he patted Lan Qianye's little head, changed his lab coat and went out.

Lan Qianye watched Professor Meng leave, and he took his mobile phone to the corridor.

After a while, the mobile phone received a signal. He entered the group in his class and sent a message: You are ready to send me money, I am about to win this bet.

Then came the following replies:

Not necessarily!Professor Meng's iron cock hasn't moved yet!

That is, let's talk about it after the iron cock pays!
An iron rooster is an iron rooster, it is impossible to pay for it!
But Qian Ye said, maybe it is possible!

Lan Qianye smiled and turned off the phone, turned around and entered the laboratory again.

Song Shengming's daughter's full moon wine naturally also invited Qi Sifan, Qi Sifan and Lan Guiyuan went in the same car, and the Song family villa was very lively.

Shen Xiaoxiao pulled Lan Guiyuan to make a lady's head. Lan Qianye also wore a small suit and combed her hair shiny. As soon as a few people entered, they immediately attracted the attention of the guests inside.

Song Shengming saw Qi Sifan, he naturally also saw Lan Guiyuan and Lan Qianye, he walked quickly, his eyes swept across Qi Sifan and Lan Guiyuan, and finally fell on Lan Qianye's face .

Lan Qianye felt extremely uncomfortable being watched by Song Shengming, he said coldly: "Have you seen enough?"

Song Shengming smiled, and stretched out his hand into the hall: "Let's play! There are cakes and chocolates!" His words were pampering and lustful, as if Lan Qianye was his son.Lan Qianye walked away, but his eyes were still chasing him.

"Congratulations, Mr. Song." Qi Sifan said, Song Shengming turned around, answered the words politely, and turned to look at Lan Guiyuan.