Chapter 385

Either way, it's not what he wants.

After reading it three times, he could even weigh out the weight of the writing paper clearly.

The man is silent, his face is loose and pale.

Ouyang Hao put an LAN's letter back into the envelope, carefully put it in his drawer, and kept it until dawn.

Clearly want to suppress sleep, but after closing his eyes, the appearance of Anlan pain appears and repeatedly gives up.

Wednesdays should be the busiest day for everyone, but some people are too busy to bask in the sun.

Jack was lying on the rocking chair on his balcony, with his long legs overlapping and his body swinging.

An LAN lingered in the semi open kitchen, and there was only one reason: she, a cheap master, wanted to have a picnic.

An LAN found that since this guy found out that he could cook, he dug out the quality of his cook. She not only learned a few local specialties, but also drew inferences from one instance.

"Can I help you?"

David just put the tent into the trunk and came back, he saw an LAN staring at Jack and asked wisely.

He doesn't want to be zoned out by Anlan as a loafer like Jack.

"No, just be honest with him and prepare other things."

An LAN hears the speech, hastens to take over the way.

Although David has red hair, at first glance very bad, but he is very warm, but unfortunately such a lovely man will not adapt to the kitchen.

At the thought of his previous record, Anlan is not sensitive, compared with the original Milan is absolutely better than.

As soon as Jack saw David eat turtle in Anlan, he laughed too much and almost fell off his chair.

An LAN looked at his own bad master, sighed, turned and continued to turn over the pot.

Probably because the town is not big, Anlan lives these days, but especially likes the warmth here.

It's not the weather, it's the interaction between neighbors.

Baked a few cakes, Anlan on the oven gloves will come out of the finished product, aroma fluttering, with her unique aroma.

Jack sniffed, narrowed his eyes and leaned over with great enjoyment.

"To Auntie Ollie and them first."

An LAN first takes his paw, then Nunu mouth way.

Other people are working, but he is alone, and his eyes are bored.

"Don't steal, or you won't get your share back."

There are several cakes in the oven. Anlan has already counted them. She said with her lips hooked. It seems that there are two dark corners on her head.

Jack glanced at her speechless, then sighed and put the cakes into the paper bag one by one and went out the door.

Anlan's craftsmanship is naturally not to be said, neighbors are raising their hands to agree.

From the outside of a circle back, Jack smile, let Anlan heart is a shake.

Every time I see him like this, it's no good.

She deliberately pretended not to see and looked down at the box, but her evasion was obviously unsuccessful.

"Auntie Ouli asked you, are you interested in a blind date?"

An LAN suddenly turned back to see the proud jack, the tray in his hand did not want to throw out.

This guy really loves to have fun!

At the thought of the situation when the three of them had just arrived here, Anlan wanted to cry.

It is said that foreign countries are open to the outside world, but their acceptance capacity is also too open.

At first, everyone didn't understand her, and when she didn't come out, she didn't dare to say anything. Later, when she got familiar with her, Anlan knew it.

The neighbors all think of themselves as a small white face, and all blame Jack every time he goes out that ambiguous words.

"Didn't Aunt Ollie ask how you've been getting along with David lately?"

What's the point if you're the only one who's frustrated?

An LAN asked a question, see Jack's expression a collapse, take the initiative to ask for a truce.

At the beginning, because his hook up with David was too ambiguous, and his neighbors would not mistake him for homosexuality. Until now, he still thinks that he and David are a couple.

When the three set out, the sky had changed slightly from blue.

The place for the picnic is a waterfall forest not far from the town, which is a good place for hot summer.

Because it was not a unique place of interest, few people came. Each of them went into the mountain with a big bag and a small bag. They found a place near the waterfall and began to prepare.

For painters, inspiration is also very important.

An LAN was asked to take an easel and enjoy the nature, but also to integrate this inspiration into his works.

Ear is gurgling water, sometimes majestic fall, sometimes slowly long flow.

The water is so close to the waterfall that it makes me feel calm.

The charm of nature is that no matter how much trouble you have, when you feel the shock, everything becomes nothing."When are you going to ask her?"

David sat cross legged on the picnic cloth and looked at an LAN not far away. He asked someone who was eating happily.

The other party obviously put in the heart to eat, also did not pay attention to what he said.

David looked at an LAN a few more times. Seeing Jack's silence, he looked back puzzled. However, he saw that he had solved two baked cakes, and his face turned black.

"I'm talking to you!"

He snatched the cake from Jack's hand and said impatiently.

This guy, can't you be serious?!

"Well?" Jack, with his mouth full, looked up at David, his eyes full of confusion.

He is like this, let alone a noble. Even if he is a painter, there are people who believe him.

"When do you want to postpone the Anlan incident?"

His tone is cruel a bit, the eyes indicate the direction of an LAN, one mouthful just snatched that piece of cake to swallow stomach.

"When the time comes, it's time to ask."

Jack put on a tight lipped smile, then turned his attention back to the picnic basket.

Food is no longer important.

Anlan immersed in his own thoughts, brush flying, the painting of the men more and more plump.

"How do you feel familiar with the man you painted?"

Jack's voice seemed to come from afar, and she was stunned for a long time before she could react. Only when she saw her painting, her expression was thought-provoking.

"I drew it wrong."

She pressed herself to make her voice sound calm and self-contained.

Jack took a look at her and then said, "the whole thing is pretty good, but these two details are a little strange. You can revise them again."

He pointed out two places to an LAN, but did not want to leave, instead moved a small bench to sit down.

Anlan's brush didn't move again. She took a deep breath and raised her hand to tear the painting. However, Jack stopped her behind her.

"Isn't it good? Why do you tear him up? "

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