The two of them look like elites, and once they are in private, they are totally small children.

This month, Anlan has seen countless times that David was infuriated by Jack. Looking at the bickering between the two, she is actually a little envious.

Listening to Jack's intermittently chatting, Anlan was finally hung up after a scream.

I don't want to know that Jack must have been caught by David and beaten up.

Without the harassment of the phone, Anlan looked at her watch, which was less than 12 o'clock.

If there is nothing to do while waiting for someone, they will soon feel bored.

The dance seemed to be coming to an end. The dancers left in twos and threes, leaving the open space in the center of the square.

Anlan staring at the opposite flower bed, the night is getting dark, she actually can not distinguish the original color of those flowers.

"Anlan, sister Anlan?"

Suddenly in a foreign country was called the name, an LAN Leng for a while, adjusted the expression on the face, indifferent to see the past.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say that she was wrong, but she was stunned when she saw her.

"It's you, sister! Aren't you at home? Oh, I see. You're here to film, right? "

BOT's old and small happy to say hello, he has just seen her, but the distance is too far, not sure.

Anlan reluctantly laughed, but did not explain his guess.

She didn't want to think about the past.

"Are you here for a concert or an event?"

The active range of BOT is very wide. Although Anlan doesn't know much about it, he has read relevant reports and can imagine what kind of scene they are in.

The boy touched the back of his head and looked very shy, "no, I came out of the house secretly. Hey, sister, you don't know how much we miss you, especially blyn! "

When he said it, he frowned and laughed.

"If you've seen me, you'd better keep it a secret."

After laughing, Anlan is solemn.

She knows where she will be found out sooner or later, but she doesn't want to go back in her present status, at least to the extent that she can make someone regret, reappear and wash away the labels on her body.

At first, the boy hesitated, but seeing her strong attitude, he had to agree to come down.

"Sister, it's a little secret between us. If you're not busy, you can play with me for a few days."

After all, it's still a child's character. Even if you're on the international stage, you still love to play.

An LAN helplessly touched his hair, the top of the hair wax was a little bit pricked, "next time, I still wait for someone, today first like this."

The boy is a sneak run, naturally also dare not stay too long, to an LAN left his new number after laughing ha ha ran away.

When Jia'er came back, it was more than two o'clock in the morning. Anlan was drowsy and leaned against the bench. The portrait in her hand was wrinkled.

"Sister, I'm sorry to have kept you so late."

Jia'er wakes her up and says with embarrassment.

"You really should go with us. The night view on the mountain is very special." Seeing that she looked at herself, Jia'er couldn't stop talking about the fireflies she saw just now when she went to play.

Anlan helplessly catered for a few times, then urged her to say goodbye to those boys, and then she returned home safely.

It has been a long time without this time to sleep, Anlan went home and lay in bed, closed his eyes but suddenly did not feel sleepy.

Xu is too sleepy, but she is very energetic.

She got out of bed and made herself a cup of coffee. The freshly ground coffee beans gave off the fragrance of the original flavor, different from the instant cheap.

Jack left several works for her to copy before he left. Now he has just finished two paintings. When he thinks that the guy comes back and talks endlessly, an LAN can't help but get headache.

Time unconsciously leaves no trace like flowing water. Anlan doesn't know how long she has been sitting in front of the easel. She just feels that she is immersed in a state she has never had before, and this state makes her extremely enjoy it.

Jack went out for two days and came back with his "bruised" body. His handsome appearance disappeared at the moment of closing the door.

"Anlan! Look what I've brought back for you

In Jack's eyes, the apprentice is no different from his partner who shares his food and drink.

A man is as happy as a child. However, he even yelled several times, but no one should. He could not help but wonder.

David has to go downtown on a temporary business and will come back in the evening. The thought that the guy will come back late makes him overjoyed.

No one's control of the day, probably so happy.

Jack looked up and down the stairs, but there was no sign of an LAN. The question in his heart finally pointed to the studio.

After all, there is only one room that he hasn't looked for.

As the door of the studio was opened, the serious profile of women inside was exposed.Jack stares at an LAN for a few minutes, and then he shakes his head vigorously, shaking off the unrealistic idea just now.

How can he feel that someone just now is a little like a sister he knows!

"Anlan! Don't draw any more. You'll be possessed if you paint again

He can see that an LAN's paintings have made obvious progress, but even so, there is no need to take his body for granted.

She is a woman in the end. How can she not care about herself at all!

The brush in his hand was taken away, and Anlan looked at Jack for a long time before he regained consciousness.

"You came back early enough."

She looked back at the clock on the wall.

There is not too much intonation fluctuation, as if nothing can make her calm broken.

Jack is a little used to her like this. He throws two bags of local products he bought back into her arms.

"Try it. It's a royal tribute."

He is very proud of what he says, and the corners of his mouth can pierce the sky.

It was only a few days ago that an LAN knew that this guy was actually one of the members of the Spanish royal family. However, it was impossible to imagine his life in the palace.

"This is what Jack specially gave to his apprentice. Enjoy it and don't waste it."

Watching him stride out of the studio contentedly, an LAN sighed, then opened the exquisite wrapping paper and took out a piece of beige pastry inside.

In fact, she didn't like sweet things, but she gave it to her master and added the word "Royal tribute". It was a pity not to eat it.

The small cake is only the size of a finger. She looks at the petite shape of the cake. It is contained in her mouth and melts in the mouth. Even with a trace of cool air, it drives away the heat of summer.

An LAN laughed and put the rest in his hand.

It was late at night when David came back, and both men in the room were asleep.

He went upstairs on tiptoe, but still because of the weight of his body on the floor, creaking.

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