"We met seven years ago in Ping'an apartment. At that time, the apartment was far from as good as it is now. I lived in the apartment and depended on my grandfather." Xu Nuan's eyes showed nostalgia.

"The law and order in the apartment is very chaotic. There are often tramps. They look at me with terrible eyes. When I am most helpless... He appears in front of me like a hero."

"We met, knew and loved each other, and everything was so happy. I once thought all my bad luck was to meet him."

"What an enviable love." ranbai is a qualified audience.

Xu Nuan pursed his lips. "He is a very kind person. He often feeds stray animals. Many wild cats are very close to him."

"No wonder you have three cats." dye Baixing said unintentionally, "I heard that the apartment is dead, bitten by wild cats, and dressed up as foreign dolls."

Xu Nuan smiled with an empty look on his face, showing an abnormal plainness.

"Well, that's a pity."

What a pity?

What a pity.

The topic is over.

"He was not very mature at that time. He was more cheerful and jumping than now, but no matter what kind of he was, he was my favorite. Nothing could compare with the love between me and him."

Xu Nuan looked pious and strong when he spoke.

Dyed white is noncommittal.

When she came out of Xu Nuan's house, she said she could come over at night if she didn't mind. It's rare for xiaolinglong to like a person so much.

"Really don't bother you?" dyed white hypocritical.

"Why, it's too late to welcome."

Ranbai walked briskly back to the third floor and saw the washing powder in front of the door. It was empty.

She couldn't laugh.

Anyone here?

Throw it away and go?!

Ran Bai sinks her face, takes two steps repeatedly, picks up the washing powder and rushes to the security room.

"Lu Ci Fu."

The security guard was stunned. He looked at her and paused on the washing powder in the girl's hand. "How did you come here?"

"Is this yours?" ran Bai walked up to Lu Ci Fu and put the washing powder on the table.

Lu Ci Fu was silent for a moment. He didn't understand what ran Bai meant. He nodded cheerfully and said, "yes."

"Why don't you give it to me?" ran Bai stood and looked at him. The young man leaned against the back of the chair, his uniform was clean and exquisite, and he put one hand on the table with distinct bones.

"I knocked on the door and you weren't there." Lu Ci Fu explained with a good temper.

"I'm not here. Can't you wait? You can come at another time."

Lu Ci Fu hesitated for a moment, "why?"

“……”

"Because I want to see you."

The security guard was stunned.

Dyed white then added: "you just throw away the washing powder. In case someone takes it away, or someone has ulterior motives and adds something to the washing powder, I don't know."

"Next time, pay attention to my fault." he slightly raised his long eyelashes, Ling narrow peach eyes, thought for two seconds, got up from the chair, the chair slid back, tall and handsome, long fingers lightly hooked on the washing powder, smiled and handed it to dye white, and said, "can the little boss take it now?"

Dyed white snorted and took the washing powder: "it's almost the same."

Her eyes turned around in the security room and fell on the only single bed behind the half open door in the security room. The next second she took practical action, stretched her claws to the single bed, lazily kicked off her shoes and climbed into bed. "You'll take me in later. Brother Bao'an won't mind?"

Lu Ci Fu looked at the girl who didn't recognize her life at all, and roughly opened the quilt folded with tofu. He pressed the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the girl's feet. He was wearing white milk socks, and his ankles were as white as milk. They were very thin and rubbed on the bed.

"Your shoes are off."

Ask him if he's a little late.

"I'm just polite." the quilt also has the familiar smell of refreshing washing powder. It should be washed often, like the summer sun.

The office area of the security room and the rest room are separated by a half open door. The rest room is very simple. There is a bed, a table and a chair. There are some sundries on the table. The window is open, and a large amount of sunshine comes in. The quilt is cold and gentle gray, lined with a snow-white girl on the bed.

They spoke through the door.

"Why come to my small place without going back to your apartment?" Lu Cifu pulled over and sat down in a lazy and ruffian posture, with long legs open, straight and sexy lines.

"I don't want to go back." she held the quilt, covered most of her face, and her eyes were very round and dark. She lay on the bed, looking at Lu Ci Fu and muttering.

"Why not?" he asked.

"It's more comfortable here, and it's also good for your eyes." dyed white raised her lips, fluffy hair, sat up from the bed, crossed her legs, wearing a big sweater, white, revealing the edge of her clavicle.

Lu Ci Fu's eyes moved away from her.

"Have you finished your fruit?"

Lu Ci Fu said not yet.

"Peel me an apple." ran Bai's command was at ease.

Lu Ci Fu suspected that a little ancestor had come.

He cut the apple silently and went into the inner room and handed it to ran Bai. He was very tall. When he entered the door, he needed to bow his head and have a slender white neck.

Ranbai bit an apple and ate it slowly. She couldn't find the trash can. She skillfully and crisply shouted, "Lu Ci Fu."

Lu Ci Fu was outside, "huh?" with a short syllable and a low voice.

"Come here."

He came in.

Dyed white returned the stone to Lu Ci Fu, a very plain and natural action, "finished."

Lu Ci Fu took it over, still holding a paper towel in his hand, dyed white, glanced at it, leaned over and raised his chin. The meaning was very obvious.

"Wipe it yourself." Lu Ci Fu looked at the girl's upturned face and pushed her chin. It was very ruthless.

Dye Bai wipes the tissue and gives it back to him.

Lu Ci Fu didn't speak and threw them into the dustbin outside.

"I want to take a nap." the girl put her fingers on the railing of the single bed and leaned out half of her body. The arc was soft. She tilted her head from the door and looked at Lu Ci Fu.

"Go back to sleep." from the perspective of Lu Ci Fu, you can see the girl's slightly shaking body. The two ropes hanging under the sweater collided with each other mischievously. The shaking was dazzling. His heart also shook and twisted into entangled ropes. It was very messy and annoying. He said coldly.

"No," she refused. "I'm going to sleep here."

Lu Ci Fu frowned, "inconvenient."

"Why is it so convenient? I think so too." ran Bai touched her ear.

“……”

Lu Ci Fu wants to drag her away.

"Unless you take your bed with me," she smiled like a cat.

Lu Ci Fu stood in front of the bed, with a slender body against the light, a smooth and bewitching line on his belt, no police cap, his broken hair was dark and lazy, his hair tips were rolled with a little sunshine, his long eyelashes were half down, his eyes were a little dark, and he looked at dye white from a commanding position.

Ranbai suspects that the other party really means to implement this idea at some time. Fortunately, he hasn't lost his mind.

"This is my bed, why?" he didn't know whether he laughed angrily or why. He just sat by the bed, with long legs overlapping and cold ankles.