Chapter 283 Ye Shuiyou Covering Her Mouth and Laughing
"A popular American brand name 'Zippo' lighter? Ye Shuiyou also has one." Standing in front of a craft rack, Xiao Lan said while playing with the gadget in front of him.
It was a special thing made of black crystal. It was short and bright. It had a gold-plated mouth on one end. It was very delicately made, simple and smooth.
"Hmph! A big boss gave it to me. It was just a simple brochure at first, but who would have thought that he would hollow it out and put this lighter inside. I checked it, it's worth 1,000 US dollars, and it's a limited edition.
"
Xiao Lan squinted and nodded, then slowly placed the lighter on the shelf.
When I first came into contact with Long Xinxin, I heard a lot of gossip about this famous reporter and host from different channels. It was said that she had been swimming in the "sea" for more than a year and often dealt with some fashion masters.
You will be more particular about your life and spend more money. When you contact him, don't look too shabby or let him think you are a boring 'native'.
Regardless of whether these news were true or not, in Xiao Lan's mind, Long Xinxin had become at least a not very good person at that time. However, like Ye Shuiyou later, during the actual relationship, Xiao Lan's feelings towards him
Understanding is also changing day by day.
"That's it for now, I'll go back. Phoenix Impression is not in good health, and I'm a little worried about her." After staying at Long Xinxin's house for a while, Xiao Lan decided to go back. Regarding the physical harm caused by Phoenix Impression's previous job,
Xiao Lan knew very well that although he was very dissatisfied with Phoenix Impression working in a nightclub, as long as his younger sister stayed at his house for a day, Xiao Lan would take care of Phoenix Impression like his own sister.
The mist outside the window has dissipated, and the silver moonlight is like a proud and dazzling widow's mourning dress, covering the vast city. There is no wind outside, and there is not even a trace of branches shaking. There is silence everywhere around Long Xinxin's house. This tranquility
It is like the endless peace that death brings to the suffering patients.
The northern night at the end of May is the freshest and most beautiful moment. The sky seems to have been washed, without a trace of cloud or mist. It is blue and crystal clear, high and far away. A round moon climbs from the buildings in the east.
When it comes out, it is like a big lantern, casting the shadows of branches and young grass on the path, with flowers dotted and leisurely. Birds are singing on the branches, small insects are jumping in the grass, and there appear to be flowers on both sides of the road.
Thousands of lives are jubilant, just like Xiao Lan at night.
When he was about to return to Shuangyushu community, Xiao Lan looked at the night outside the large glass window. There were many taxis on the deserted streets. The sycamore trees were in full bloom. The branches stretching out in the night were lonely... The speeding car carried
She traveled through the neon and night city. Xiao Lan once called this city a stone forest. And he was a plant with pale flowers...
"You're back? Are you hungry? I made some midnight snacks in the kitchen." As soon as Xiao Lan returned home and inserted the key into the door lock, she saw a ray of light coming out of the house, followed by bursts of light.
Fresh fragrance.
"The brand of perfume is good and it smells good." Xiao Lan looked at Ye Shuiyou and said.
As a result, the other party's reaction was to cover his mouth and laugh.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Xiao Lan asked, stunned.
"I never use perfume, this is just a freshener."
For a moment, Xiao Lan stood in front of Ye Shuiyou, not knowing what to do.
"We don't have much for dinner. Brother Lan, you can have some snacks. You made the items yourself." Ye Shuiyou turned back and entered the kitchen. Soon, waves of faint fragrance drifted into Xiao Lan's nose.
"This is, egg tart?" After thinking for a long time, Xiao Lan finally had the courage to say it. After all, egg tarts were something he rarely ate when he was working in Shengjing Group.
She likes to eat, but looks at the exquisite egg tarts in the window. The price often scares Xiao Lan away.
"This...did you really do it yourself?" Xiao Lan still couldn't believe it, "Of course." Ye Shuiyou blinked and said, "Actually, it's not difficult. My mother has taught me since I was a child."
Xiao Lan nodded very mechanically, and then picked up a small snack from the table that looked very different from the egg tarts sold for takeout.
After taking a bite and chewing it carefully, Ye Shuiyou sat next to Xiao Lan with a very happy face.
"Yes, it would be nice if the sweetness could be lessened. If it is too sweet, it is not good for the body. Secondly, it will overwhelm the fragrance." After tasting for a long time, Xiao Lan still very cautiously proposed his own.
Opinion.
He sniffed hard, and a faint tendency filled Xiao Lan's nasal cavity again. He was sure that this was not the scent of egg tarts, but the unique fragrance of a girl.
Even though Ye Shuiyou obviously didn't wear any scented "paint", he always felt that she had a special fragrance. At that time, in the big ravine, who would have the spare money to buy cosmetics such as balsam powder and powder for their girl?
But he can smell the fragrance from them - as long as she is the one he likes. After many misunderstandings about this, he finally understood that only the kind of girls (or female teachers) he likes can
You will feel that the breath from their bodies is fragrant.
Did he really fall in love with the little girl next to him?
But the scent is obvious. And it's that kind of "unexplainable smell". It's very familiar, but also very strange... What should I do? For a moment, Xiao Lan really felt a little flustered.
I got up, poured myself a cup of coffee, sat on the other side of the sofa, and opened half of the window to let in some cool late-night breeze, which completely eliminated the inexplicable feeling.
After hesitating and pondering for quite some time, Ye Shuiyou put down the drinking glass in his hand, straightened his upper body, and looked at Xiao Lan with a very frank look.
"Long Xinxin told you about me, right?" Ye Shuiyou looked very calm with eyes like water, and did not look very panicked because his secret was known to the other party.
"Yeah!" Xiao Lan glanced at Ye Shuiyou with a dull expression and nodded.
He noticed that Ye Shuiyou looked worried. Perhaps because of nervousness, her hands were placed flat on her knees. This sitting posture reminded Xiao Lan of some prisoners in the detention center. They had been used to it for a long time.
Occasionally, they would remove devices such as handcuffs for them, and they would habitually put their hands and legs together and sit there: her face was slightly pale, and her eyes were fixedly staring at the face.
Ahead. But Xiao Lan could clearly feel that her eyes were empty.
