How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

The design sketch was a talisman, a Taoist blessing talisman with no taboos, which was used to bless people, ward off evil, bring about good fortune and avoid harm.

Jiang Luo liked it very much and didn't refuse.

The Huo family also has a dedicated jewelry designer, who made all the beads and tags for him that night.

Four pounds of jade material was used to make two plaques, and the beads on them were also made from the same piece of jade.

When Jiang Luo took a look, he found that Huo Yancheng's brand was exactly the same as his own. He wondered if this guy had been wanting to make a couple's pair for a long time?

Thinking of this, his ears turned red. He took the sign handed to him by Huo Yancheng and said softly, "Thank you."

Huo Yancheng also hung his own sign around his neck and said with a smile, "Why are you being polite? I should have given you a gift a long time ago. I hope it's not too late now."

Then he handed him the remaining small ornaments made of jade: "There are some rings, thumb rings, small pendants and the like here. Since we are both men, we didn't make bracelets. The designer was very upset for a long time."

Usually when a jade carver gets this kind of good quality jade, the first thing he or she will make is a bracelet, and only then will he consider making other things.

However, the owner chose a smaller piece instead of a bigger one, thus wasting a lot of jade.

However, the quality of this jade is really good, and the things made from it are also exquisite. The whole body is lustrous and has the luster of glass. It is a thick piece of jade, and you can even faintly see the words on it when you put it on a magazine.

Jiang Luo felt that these things were too valuable, so he found a jewelry box with a code and put these jade ornaments and the two jade pendants engraved with the word "Shang" in it.

Only the blessing sign was left and hung around his neck.

Although he felt weird looking at the same brand as Huo Yancheng's, he still put it on for some reason.

Huo Yancheng was very happy. He took his hands and stood in front of him. After carefully examining it for a moment, he said, "It really looks good. This kind of expensive thing suits you best."

Jiang Luo said: "Expensive things suit everyone, clothes make the man, and jewelry is also very important."

Huo Yancheng nodded: "You are right, but it looks best on you."

Jiang Luo was speechless: "It's time to go downstairs to eat."

Huo Yancheng held him back and refused to let him go. He rubbed the back of his hand and said, "But I think your lips are smoother than this jade. Xiaoluo, I want to kiss you."

Jiang Luo's whole body instantly started to burn. He took a step back, but was pulled back by Huo Yancheng. The two of them were very close, with only two jade plates between them.

The jade tokens were pressed tightly together, and Jiang Luo's breathing became difficult. He pushed Huo Yancheng but failed. He turned his face away and said, "Huo Yancheng, stop messing around..."

At this time, Huo Yancheng showed a somewhat painful expression: "I'm not kidding, I just feel uncomfortable here..."

Jiang Luo immediately became nervous, thinking, "Don't, don't lose health at this time!"

Just as Jiang Luo turned around to observe his situation, Huo Yancheng lowered his head slightly and kissed his lips. Although it was only a quick touch, Jiang Luo could clearly feel the warm touch from his lips.

Jiang Luo's whole body was shocked, and he heard Huo Yancheng say in his ear: "One kiss will make you feel better."

Jiang Luo suddenly pushed him away and said angrily, "Nonsense!"

After saying that, he turned and went downstairs, leaving Huo Yancheng alone with the corners of his lips slightly curled. He raised his hand and sniffed the tip of his nose, smelling a warm fragrance from his body.

Did this little guy use lotion? Why does it smell so good?

It tastes like milk, worthy of being a kid.

In fact, if Huo Yancheng smelled himself, he would also smell the warm milky fragrance, because this shower gel was bought by Jiang Luo himself, and it had his favorite milky gardenia scent.

After savoring the taste in the room for a while, Huo Yancheng followed him downstairs. As soon as he came downstairs, he smelled a rich fragrance.

Jiang Luo was helping Qian Ling serve the dishes. The table was already full, and all the dishes were made by Qian Ling herself. It was hard to tell that this was the work of a cooking beginner.

I remember that Qian Ling could only cook mushrooms two days ago, but now she can cook a full banquet.

His learning ability is really strong.

Jiang Luo pointed at the bowl of soup and said, "Braised for three hours? That's too much, isn't it?"

Qian Ling smiled with eyes curved, nodded and replied: "Yeah, three hours. And this, the skin is made of shrimp meat, and the filling is made of fish paste."

Jiang Luo discovered that Qian Ling's language ability was also improving rapidly. He could only speak haltingly a few days ago, but now he can speak long sentences.

Shang Lu, who was standing by, was also very surprised and said, "I took him to see a shop today. He said he wanted to open a health club first. I also assigned him a few apprentices. When the time comes, he will have more contact with people outside, and his condition should be able to get much better."

Qian Ling did not refute this, but only said: "There is no need to invite those doctors again, they can't cure my illness."

This was the first time he had put forward such an opinion. Although he had been extremely uncooperative in the past, he had also made the doctors very confused. Every time he came with a lawsuit on his head, he left with a headache.

Not letting them come is actually a great thing for the doctors. They finally don't have to deal with this thorn in the side anymore.

Huo Yancheng sat down at the table with his sleeves rolled up, but was invited by Jiang Luo to sit at the end of the table. Yuan Ma quickly brought him a plate of fresh and elegant exclusive nutritious meal.

Huo Yancheng: ...

"No, you guys are having a full banquet and you're asking me to chew tree leaves. Isn't that a bit cruel?"

Jiang Luo nodded very seriously: "It's cruel, but you have to eat this."

Huo Yancheng put on an aggrieved expression, looked at him eagerly and said, "Wife..."

Jiang Luo said, "Stop joking. If you don't want to eat the nutritious meal, do you want to eat turtle soup? Aren't you afraid that your arteries will burst if you eat turtle soup?"

Thinking of Huo Yancheng's miserable appearance of having nosebleed for more than ten or twenty minutes, Jiang Luo pulled the turtle soup towards himself, thinking that he wouldn't be able to drink even a drop.

Shang Lu also placed a bowl of turtle soup in front of him. He looked at Huo Yancheng with some sympathy and said, "Your illness is really troublesome, but don't worry. As long as you take good care of yourself, you should be able to live a few more days."

Jiang Luo turned and glared at Shang Lu, angrily saying, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Shang Lu pinched his mouth, and with a snap, Qian Ling slapped him on the back of his head: "Shut up!"

Shang Lu covered his mouth and nodded heavily, whispering: "I know, wife."

Qian Ling sat down, took a small bowl and filled it with soup for Jiang Luo, put it in front of him and said, "Drink more and see if you like this soup."

Shang Lu looked at Jiang Luo and Qian Ling and suddenly felt that their aura was somewhat similar. The only difference was that Jiang Luo was half a head shorter than Qian Ling.

Qian Ling's height is really impressive, he is 1.81 meters tall, but because of his slender frame, he does not give people a burly feeling, instead he looks light and graceful.

In addition, Shang Lu is tall, at about 1.89 meters, which makes Qian Ling look a little petite.

Shang Lu took a sip of the soup, hummed with satisfaction and said, "You know what, Jiang Luo and my wife have very similar temperaments. How about this! Jiang Luo, why don't you just recognize my wife as your godfather!"

Qian Ling frowned and retorted: "What do you mean by godfather? I am his biological father!"

Shang Lu quickly coaxed him: "Yes, yes, dear father, from now on Jiang Luo is your biological son, and he will be renamed Qian Luo."

Qian Ling shook her head and said, "Jiang Luo is Jiang Luo, no need to call him Qian Luo. Jiang Luo is his karma in the world, whether it is good or bad, it is his karma. So there is no need to force him to change his surname to my last name, because my last name is my own karma, not his."

There was no logic in Qian Ling's words, but everyone present understood them.

Although Jiang Luo found it a little hard to accept that his godfather was so young, Qian Ling's kindness to him was enough to make him ignore his age, so he nodded and said, "Okay, little daddy."

Qian Ling was stunned when he called her "little daddy", and then tears started to fall from her eyes.

Everyone was frightened by him. Shang Lu was worried that he was going to have another attack, so he immediately went up to him and hugged him to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Qian Ling pushed him away, took Jiang Luo's hand and said, "Okay, eldest son!"

Well, he does understand rhyme, small to big, father to son, and it’s pretty neat!

Jiang Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He drank up the turtle soup in front of him in a blink of an eye, completely ignoring the fact that one should not drink too much turtle soup.