She got up, but her wrist was still in Zhuang Shihao's hands, and he took her back into his arms.

Fang LAN exclaimed and had to be encircled by him and fell on him.

His breath came from the tip of his nose, masculine, gentle and winding.

The man took her waist, put her ear together, and said, "Lan Lan, Qiao Wanyi's business, I have never been in charge of. What kind of person she is and what kind of things she does has nothing to do with my love for you. Do you want to know when I fell in love with you

"When?" Fang Lan's tone is low.

"I can't tell you clearly when you ask me. Maybe it's when you follow me, when I hear your laughter before I see you, or every time I go to the master bedroom, or when you leave me But no matter when, I know that I don't want to be separated from you any more

Fang Lan's ears are not naturally red.

Zhuang Shihao's chuckling voice filled the whole room: "so, LAN LAN, never separate from me, eh?"

Fang LAN couldn't answer his question. She stood up with a red face, folded her clothes and said, "do you want to eat? If you don't eat, go back to the company. "

Zhuang Shihao took her hand and nodded, "go."

Together came out side by side, Fang Lan's ears were red and red, and he didn't talk much.

The man's voice sounded above his head: "what do you want to eat?"

Fang LAN knew that he always tasted light, and a western restaurant nearby had a good taste, so he said, "steak."

"Well." Zhuang Shihao walked with her, but stopped at the door of a hot pot shop. "Is hot pot OK?"

Fang LAN really wants to eat hot pot. These days, Zhuang Shihao's back is hurt. She has asked Aunt Zhang to cook a light diet for several days. Although she has nothing to eat, she passes by the door of the hot pot shop. She is so greedy by the smell that she can hardly cover her mouth.

Listening to Zhuang Shihao's initiative, she nodded: "good."

Zhuang Shihao went in with her, sat down and ordered the red pot.

"Change it to a mandarin duck pot." Fang Lan said.

"If you eat hot pot, there's no need for mandarin duck. Just the red pot. " Zhuang Shihao said in a flat voice, "I've been used to spicy food recently."

Fang LAN pursed her lips and laughed, as if it was the same. He had eaten hotpot with her several times before, but he didn't suffer from gastroenteritis. The situation was not bad. Although she was a little tangled, she was OK after eating.

"I'll take whatever I want." Fang LAN took the menu and ordered quickly, "chicken feet, brain flower, fat sausage, cow liver..."

Chuang Shihao in the opposite, began to frown, he really adapted to eat some spicy, can also eat chicken feet or something, but what is brain flower?

"Or I won't order them?" Fang LAN asked with a smile.

"Order it." Zhuang Shihao takes over the menu and marks it directly.

Chicken feet can eat, can brain flower still not fragrant?

Fang LAN sat on the opposite side with her lips closed.

Zhuang Shihao raised his lips and laughed slightly.

……

As the days went on, the situation of Fang LAN and Zhuang Shihao gradually entered a stable period.

However, the man's feelings are not stable, still hot and full, things gradually moved over, a little bit occupied the new house, and then almost completely live here.

Fang LAN didn't want to be told about her feelings in public. However, because of Qiao Wanyi's affairs, the people around her almost knew it.

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