[Korean entertainment GD] My dear little friend

In the quiet night, the neon lights exude colorful lights.Lan Zile held Quan Zhilong's arm, felt the cool night breeze, and watched the stars twinkle and twinkle with satisfaction.

"I'm going to Beijing in a few days." Reaching out her hand to straighten her wind-blown hair, Lan Zile quietly looked at the scenery on the side of the road.

There was a 'thump' in Quan Zhilong's heart, and his heart instantly rose to his heart.The expression on his face turned cold in an instant, and his tone slowly mocked himself, "Then go back directly?"

She shook her head amusedly, "Almost." He stopped walking, reached out and brushed his slightly messy hair, and inserted it along his scalp into his hair, pretending not to see his cold eyes.

"Aren't you curious that I go out early and come back late these days? Actually, it's about Beijing." Fingers were taken out from the soft * black hair, and a few strands of hair danced nostalgicly on the fingertips.

Lan Zile stepped forward briskly, then turned around and smiled slyly, "There is an exchange meeting in Beijing." He lied without blushing.

Suddenly, the coldness on Quan Zhilong's face gradually disappeared.

Passing by a hospital while walking, Lan Zile dragged Quan Zhilong in, she was really worried about the wound.When she went to the doctor, she was a little embarrassed by the doctor's vague and meaningful eyes.

Before leaving, the doctor's words, "Young man, be more restrained." She couldn't help jumping.

Quan Zhilong's unscrupulous smile made her face turn red, and she muttered at the corner of her mouth.When I saw the wound, I felt a little guilty again, "The doctor said that this tooth mark can only be removed by laser, and I will accompany you there in a few days."

With the corner of his mouth bent, Quan Zhilong approached jokingly, "That's not what you really think." Pointing to the neck, "Didn't you always want me to be labeled as yours, isn't that what it is."

Halfway through speaking, Quan Zhilong raised his eyebrows, and said uncertainly, "You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

A black thread, "Get out", after speaking, Lan Zile turned around and raised his foot.She really didn't think about the imprint before biting it, she was just too angry at that time.Who would have thought that such an obvious mark could be made by coincidence.

Early in the morning, Lan Zile woke up in a daze, squinted his eyes and sat up.The warm big hands around her waist tightened, Lan Zile turned around slowly, and saw Quan Zhilong's small face rubbing against her back.

After staring blankly for a while, he lifted the quilt and stepped on the floor with his bare feet.Bending down to pick up the towel on the floor and walking into the bathroom, thinking of something, leaning against the door with a sleepy face, "Do you have time at noon?"

Quan Zhilong lay half curled up on the bed, propped his head on his left hand, and nodded lazily.

"Let's go back to eat at noon, I'll pick you up then," he said before walking into the bathroom, throwing the towel aside, and turning on the faucet on the bathtub.After dripping a few drops of prepared essential oil, Lan Zile tried the temperature of the water before stepping into the bathtub.

After taking a comfortable bath, Lan Zile wiped the water from her hair and walked out of the bathroom.Looking for the figure of Quan Zhilong, he saw that he had got up, sitting at the computer desk and writing something with downcast eyes.

Changed into a simple dress from the cloakroom, walked to Quan Zhilong and looked down, the paper was full of musical notes and fonts.

A faint scent floated to the tip of his nose, Quan Zhilong put down the pen in his hand.Lan Zile, who was pulled aside, sat on her lap, her chin resting on her shoulder, "Going out?"

"Well," looking sideways at the wound on his neck carefully, the dry blood was no longer oozing, and he felt relieved, "I will accompany Quan's parents later, and I will pick you up at noon."

His girlfriend accompanied his parents, Quan Zhilong smiled slightly, raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "With the frequency you go every three days, my parents must have complained about me."

As he spoke, he hugged Lan Zile by the waist, weighed it lightly, "I'll go with you, lest mom call me an unfilial son again." Avoiding the wound, he lightly hooked the other shoulder.Quan Zhilong carried her all the way to the entrance before putting her down. Fortunately, there was no one in the living room.

Lan Zile is not afraid of the stares of the team members, but after all, there is still a young victory, which is not good.When they got out of the elevator, they saw the administrator uncle humming and trotting, and the two greeted each other with smiles before walking to the parking lot.

Before getting into the car, Lan Zile carefully looked at the front and back of the car, kicked the tires, "I want to change the car."

Quan Zhilong paused when he got into the car, and then exited the car.A little helpless on the face, "How long have you bought this car?"

Ever since watching Twilight, she's been thinking about that Volvo, "One year."

Knowing that Quan Zhilong absolutely disapproves of her changing cars, after all, she has already bought two cars in just six months.But even so, she still wanted to change, and repeated stubbornly, "I want to change the car."

From the moment he thought about it, Quan Zhilong knew that even if he disagreed, or repeatedly stopped him, with Lan Zile's temperament, he would still buy it without his knowledge.

"Why do you want to buy a car?" Sitting in the car, he asked calmly while wearing his seat belt.

He got into the car slowly, and then put on his seat belt lazily.Lan Zile considered whether to speak directly or to be more tactful.

Taking the water glass he handed over, he took a sip and said, "Aren't you always worried about my driving, so just change to one with a higher safety factor." Porsche has a fatal attraction to Lan Zile, As a result, several cars under her name belong to this brand, and it is still growing.

Volvo?Quan Zhilong was a little curious when he heard it, "Don't you just want a Porsche?"

Curling his lips and looking at Quan Zhilong, Lan Zile muttered a few words before opening his mouth, "Occasionally change the taste."

There was always a sense of powerlessness that could not keep up with Lan Zile's jumping thinking, Quan Zhilong took a deep breath.He has long been used to it, changed his posture, crossed his legs, and stopped looking for trouble.

After turning left and right, the car stopped in front of a house.Lan Zile touched the sunglasses on his nose, walked to the back seat of the car and took out a handbag of fruit and cosmetics.

Quan Zhilong took a look, with doubts in his eyes, "When did you put it in the car, why didn't I know?"

Handing everything in his hand to Quan Zhilong, Lan Zile breathed out, "Yesterday."

Quan Zhilong didn't bring the key, so the two had to ring the doorbell.Among the few walking crowds around, someone recognized Quan Zhilong and greeted Quan Zhilong, "Zhilong, I haven't been back for a long time."

"Hello, Auntie," Quan Zhilong turned his head and greeted the lady. Lan Zile had never seen him before, and bowed slightly with a polite smile.

Quan's mother opened the door, and when she saw Lan Zile in front of her, she held hands affectionately.It was only in a blink of an eye that he saw his son, and he stepped forward and gave a shoulder to him, "Stinky boy, you still know how to come back."

Begging for mercy, he glanced at his mother. Although Quan Zhilong was prepared to be beaten, he didn't expect to be beaten in front of outsiders.Rubbing the beaten part with his fingers, he said aggrievedly, "Mom~."

Quan's mother didn't notice that there was someone beside her just now, she was taken aback when she saw it, and smiled in a blink of an eye.The lady didn't care, and left after a few pleasantries.

The front foot left, and Quan's mother closed the door with the back foot. If Quan Zhilong was caught, he would be beaten up.Lan Zile stood aside, watching Quan Zhilong running ahead with his things, and Quan's mother followed closely with her fists raised, circling around like a hide-and-seek.

Seeing Dad Quan coming out from the corner of the eye, Lan Zile stepped forward and smiled obediently, "Hello, Dad Quan." The distracted Quan Zhilong's forehead twitched involuntarily with the appearance of a good girl.

Lan Zile obediently stood behind Dad Quan, listening to him speak confidently, "Boy, tell me yourself, how long has it been since you came back?"

Panting heavily, Quan Zhilong stopped in his tracks.Quan's mother's fist came to her body, and she begged for mercy, "Mom, save me some face."

When Quan's mother heard his words, she gave back her hand a few more times, stared at Quan Zhilong in confusion, and then dragged Lan Zile into the room.Clearly treated in two ways, Quan Zhilong pouted aggrievedly, and rubbed against his father, "Dad~."

The coquettish vibrato made Dad Quan subconsciously tremble all over, and he didn't turn his head from the cold, "I won't follow your tricks."

Standing stiffly in place, Quan Zhilong wanted to cry but had no tears.He secretly muttered in his heart, he hasn't been home for three months, why his parents seem to be bought by Lan Zile.I don't know how attractive she is, but she actually made her parents ignore him, hmph.

Lan Zile accompanied Quan's mother to change clothes and came down from the stairs, and saw Quan Zhilong squatting on the living room floor, messing with something.

While Quan's mother was going to arrange Quan's father's clothes, Lan Zile walked over quietly.Looking at the appearance of several notebooks in his hands, "What is this?"

"Diary." Of course she saw that it was a diary, glanced at Quan Zhilong, and looked at the diary in his mouth in a blink of an eye.Reaching out to pull him up, he took the diary and flipped through it roughly, "Secret?"

Quan Zhilong's face was slightly flushed, watching her turn around, his eyes looked away awkwardly.It was the first time I showed the diary to someone else, and this person was still my girlfriend, and I felt nervous, shy and other emotions lingering in my heart.

"Ale, you can go," Quan's mother's voice came from the entrance, Lan Zile took a look at Quan Zhilong's awkward expression, and put the diary in the bag.

"Here we come," he said, stretching out his hand to grab Quan Zhilong's hand, and walking briskly towards Quan's parents at the entrance.