Hong Kong Variety Show: I can travel through the magical world

Rosen understood her meaning completely.

So he went with the flow.

"It's too far to walk back, it's 8 kilometers.

And there's no taxi company in our town, and public transportation has long been gone.

There's a hotel next door, why don't we go get two rooms and spend tonight first."

Rosen stood there looking around, then pointed to a hotel not far away and said.

"That's the only way."

Rosen quickly got two rooms and took a shower.

Before he had time to dry his hair, he just wrapped a bath towel, naked from the waist up, and heard a knock on the door.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Even without the perspective eye, he could guess who was at the door.

After opening the door, it was indeed Lana Lan who was standing outside.

"Lana Lan, what's wrong?" He asked in confusion.

"The water heater in my room seems to be broken. Can I borrow the bathroom from you?"

Lara Lan opened her watery eyes and begged.

"Of course."

He made way and opened the door a little wider.

Lara Lan squeezed into the room, closed the door casually, and even hooked the chain.

"Rosen, I..." She looked like she wanted to say something but stopped.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lara Lan's face was flushed at this time, and her whole body leaned softly in Rosen's arms.

"Nothing, what I want to say is that I actually paid attention to you when I was very young.

Since I knew that Alicia became your girlfriend, and a long-term girlfriend, I was very unhappy.

I don't know what happened to me.

What do you think happened to me?"

Lara Lan raised her head and looked at Rosen with a pair of watery eyes.

"Have you been paying attention to me since childhood?"

"Yes, there are very few oriental faces in our town, so it's hard for you not to attract attention.

In fact, when I was a child, I felt that you were different from others. You were very mature, talked less, but not so withdrawn.

When I chatted with you, it was like chatting with an elder.

You always provide good emotional value.

At that time, I thought you would be very promising when you grow up. I didn't expect that you would be a millionaire before you grew up.

This is money that others can't make in their lifetime.

I have also read the books you wrote, and some people even made them into movies.

I guess you can make a living from just this set of books for a lifetime.

You are really amazing.

I admire you very much."

Lana Lan hugged Rosen's waist, not very hard, but not in a state of no effort at all.

It can be said to be just right.

"You worship me?

I just made a little money. Compared with Lex's Luther Group, it's just like a firefly compared to the bright moon."

"That's also very impressive. In the whole town, except for the Luther family, no family has more money than you.

What do you think about the future? After all, you have so much money."

Lana Lan asked.

"It's too early to talk about the future now. After all, I'm just a high school student.

My current plan is to finish writing the Harry Potter series and then get into a better university.

Think about the future during college."

Rosen's time in this world is limited.

How could he think about the future?

He wants to kill more superpowers.

And there are a lot of superpowers in the town of Smallville.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably see the next one soon.

"I didn't expect you to be such a realistic person, but the novels you write are so full of magical realism."

Lana Lan pressed her chest tightly against Rosen's chest.

And raised her head, her lips were slightly open, and her eyes were seductive.

Rosen was certainly not such an ignorant person.

He picked up Lana Lan and walked into the bathroom.

This bath took more than an hour.

This was because Lana Lan was still a girl.

Otherwise, this bath would take at least two hours.

"Do you know that Clark likes you?"

Rosen asked while leaning on the bed.

"I know, and I have given him several opportunities to express his thoughts.

But he never confessed to me.

Sometimes I even deliberately provoked him, but he was still like a piece of wood and never said that.

Maybe he doesn't like me enough, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

I also have a little bit of affection for him, but not as much as I do for you.So much."

Lara Lan's words were not a lie.

She really liked money.

But Rosen's attraction to her was not just money.

It was the confidence of a successful young man.

This was a temperament that was revealed involuntarily.

If Rosen's temperament was extremely confident, then Clark's temperament was a little timid.

High school girls would definitely like more confident and sunny people.

Rather than a loser.

If she was quite satisfied with Clark's boy-next-door temperament at the beginning, she was not satisfied now.

Like Rosen's mature confidence, and mystery, for Lana Lan, that attraction was simply fatal.

"You just asked me what my future plans were like, so what are your own plans for the future?"

Rosen asked.

"Now I want to do a part-time job in addition to studying, save some money, get into a better university in the future, and then live in a big city.

The memories of this small town are too painful for me.

It's a pity that I don't have that financial strength, otherwise I would have left long ago. "

Lana Lan's parents were killed by a meteorite.

And they died in front of her.

For a little girl who was only a few years old, this cast a huge shadow.

"Don't worry about money. After all, we have been neighbors since childhood.

As long as you ask me, I will not refuse under reasonable circumstances.

So you'd better spend most of your time on studying.

Only in this way can you get the favor of those good universities. "

Rosen hugged Lana Lan, grabbed the Eastern Hemisphere, and said gently.

"But I'm embarrassed to ask. Although you have money, it's your own money.

It has nothing to do with me. "

"Then it should be considered a little related now. "

He turned over, and the relationship evolved to a deeper level.

After Clark sent the two back home, he washed up and lay on the bed.

But he did not sleep, but stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

It was 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but Rosen still did not go home.

He knew that what should and should not have happened should have happened.

He became more and more angry, and finally went to the window and fired outside.

Don't get me wrong, it was a scorching ray.

This scorching ray scorched a small piece of soil and even vitrified it.