The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

Both Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui felt that they had been single for too long, that's why they kissed each other, and they were so excited that they cried.

Both of them looked at each other with some embarrassment, and after a while they laughed.

Jin Shiran wiped the corners of Lan Kechai's red eyes, and kissed his lips uncontrollably: "Ke Chau, you look good when you cry, but you look even better when you smile."

Lan Kezhui pursed his lips, gave Jin Shiran another smile, put his fingertips on his arm and said, "I hate when people say I'm good-looking, but I'm very happy if you say so."

He looked at Jin Shiran, the standard peach blossom eyes were full of moving water, and the frankness made people excited.

"Kezui..." Jin Shiran embraced Lan Kezhui very excitedly, and asked in a low voice, "I still want to kiss you."

Lan Kezhui blushed, and put his lips to Jin Shiran's mouth: "I'm in your arms, you don't have to be polite."

Still want to cry.

It was as if another soul lived in his body, and he couldn't help but grieve for him.

Jin Shiran's tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and fell on Lan Kezhui's face, scorching hot, causing Lan Kezhui's heart to ache slightly.

"Shiran," Lan Kezhui couldn't stop crying, sniffing and laughing at him: "Is it a shame to kiss me? Why are you crying like this?"

Jin Shiran didn't want to cry either, but he couldn't do anything if the tears didn't listen to him. He was so embarrassed that he died: "I didn't cry, I just shed tears."

Lan Kezhui let out a deep thought, teasing, "So crying and shedding tears are two different concepts?"

Jin Shiran wiped a tear from Lan Kechao's eyelashes and showed him: "Then you didn't cry too?"

Lan Kezhui showed no panic on his cold face, shaking his head and repeating what Jin Shiran said just now: "It's tears, not crying."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and when Jin Shiran lowered his head again, Lan Kezhui lightly pressed his index finger against Jin Shiran's lips, and looked at him with rolling eyes: "If you cry again this time, I won't kiss you anymore... Mmm~"

Jin Shiran bit Lan Kezui's glistening lips and sucked heavily, stroking his waist with his fingers restrainedly, and said with a smile: "It's up to you."

"Oh~ Shiran..."

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Shocking news, Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui are back together!

People who don't know the truth think that these two are unforgettable old love, resurgent and about to remarry, but the parties involved are actually just immersed in the little happiness of passionate love.

Neither Jin Shiran nor Lan Kezhui said anything they liked, neither proposed to be with each other, they tacitly acquiesced to this natural relationship, and tacitly started a different relationship from the past. Dating.

A date for lovers.

Both of them hold flowers in their hands, two completely different flowers.

Jin Shiran changed his dressing style, loose white half-sleeves and light blue jeans, paired with a pair of limited edition cloth shoes, I don't know how many times younger and more lively than before.

Holding a bouquet of peonies, he smiled brightly: "I heard that you like peonies, but I don't know if it suits you or not?"

Lan Kezhui smiled, and passed the fiery red rose in his hand forward, and said apologetically, "I don't know what kind of flower you like. I think roses symbolize love, so I bought it. There is no meaning of perfunctory. If you like Just tell me the flowers, I will remember them and buy them for you."

Jin Shiran nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I like roses."

They exchanged bouquets and sniffed at the tips of their noses.

like.

like very much.

I don't like it.

Jin Shiran took out the cap and mask he had prepared, and led Lan Kechai to go shopping in a low-key manner, receiving countless attentions.

The new paparazzi was beaten up by the master: "There are celebrities out there without makeup, you don't shoot! You shoot these two masters! Can you send it out or what? You want to die, don't you?"

The paparazzi felt wronged: "Didn't you say that the more explosive the news, the better?"

"It also depends on who you shoot. You shoot them. I don't know if the news will break or not. Anyway, you have to break."

The melons of famous families are not so delicious, and there is nothing delicious.

The whole world knows that Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui have reunited, but the person involved is still sneaking around and keeping a low profile.

Outside the Blue Family Mansion...

Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui hid in the grove for a lingering kiss, and said goodbye to each other countless times, but neither of them let go.

Inside the Blue House...

The old man Lan and the butler covered their eyes, and the old man called out with a flushed face, "Oh, I've kissed~ I've kissed~"

"I've been shopping all day today, are you tired?"

"Fortunately."

"Then what time?"

"Ah."

Jin Shiran and Lan Kezhui leaned against an ancient tree and whispered, the increasingly dark sky gave each other courage.

Lan Kezhui nestled in Jin Shiran's arms, noncommittal to his hand reaching into her clothes, and only reminded: "Shiran, there is surveillance here."

Jin Shiran was stunned for a moment, then tossed the hat on his head, and hung it firmly on a miniature camera.

Mr. Lan and the butler, who were debating whether to continue reading: "..." That's fine, don't worry about it.

The ambiguous period is always hazy and full of hormones, Jin Shiran has a further desire for Lan Kezui, but it's not yet that time.

Lan Kezhui gave Jin Shiran things as usual, besides breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, there were also various small gifts.

Whatever it is, it's a surprise.

In the autumn of this day, Lan Kezhui's life assistant ordered new autumn clothes for him. Among them was a beige windbreaker that fit Lan Kezhui's eyes very well. He said, "Same style, add one size to mine."

Later, the dress was very well-fitted. Jinse looked at her second brother in silence for a long time, and bought two pairs of leather shoes of the same style and different sizes, two pairs of straight suit pants, and two high-necked cashmere When handing the shirt to Jin Shiran, he asked him, "Second Brother, are you happy with him?"

Jin Shiran, who was immersed in passionate love, couldn't help himself, rubbing Jinse's long hair and smiling happily: "But chasing someone is very good. I will introduce you to him in a few days, and you will like him."

Jinse sighed softly and smiled: "It's fine if you like it."

Feelings are something that cannot be controlled, like a person who drinks water, knows whether he is warm or not.

Pang Juan watched Jin Shiran and Lan Ke chase after each other, and would also ask him: "Brother Shiran, are you happy with him?"

Jin Shiran nodded, wondering: "Why is everyone asking me this question recently?"

Pang Juan bit her lip, and warned Lan Kezhui viciously with red eyes: "I advise you to treat him well! Otherwise, I will definitely snatch him away! Definitely!"

Lan Kezui was puzzled, then grasped the key point, and asked tentatively: "The relationship between Pang Juan and you seems to be good."

The separation of memory made everything in the past spatially distorted. Some fragments of Pang Juan and her confession flashed in Jin Shiran's mind, but he couldn't remember what happened. He just nodded and said: "He It’s like a younger brother.”

Lan Kezhui was noncommittal about this, although he was very concerned about Pang Juan's hostility towards him, but he was cold and arrogant, unable to ask frank words, he only wrapped Jin Shiran tighter.

On New Year's Day...

Lan Kezhui kissed Jin Shiran on the lips at sunset, and sent him a further invitation: "I want to spend New Year's Eve with you tonight."