"I see, I haven't called the young master before, so I don't know the number."
"Who knows?" Lan Cun'er became anxious, and his voice suddenly became louder, which startled Xiaoyun.
"Oh, let me think about it...ah, I can go to the doorman to ask for it. He has the surveillance phone of the entire villa, and there must be the young master's." Xiaoyun said excitedly, and couldn't help teasing Lan Cun'er, saying
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"Young mistress, you have been wronged and miss the young master? Hehe, the young master is very good at making people happy, and he is so handsome!"
Lan Cun'er rolled her eyes at Xiaoyun angrily, and laughed in her heart. That guy's appearance of making people happy is false, but he is very vicious inside. Little girl, you are still young, don't be deceived by that devil, and you look like a nymphomaniac.
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"Then go get it quickly, I'll be waiting for you here."
Lan Cun'er said anxiously.
"Oh, okay, then you can drink the porridge yourself, I'm going." Xiaoyun walked away with a smile.
Lan Cun'er looked at the hot beef porridge, let his stomach growl, and tried his best to resist the temptation. He thought angrily in his heart: I will never eat that old man's food. Lan Cun'er, hold on, hold on!
Holding back her hunger, Lan Cun'er complained anxiously to Xiaoyun: "Girl Xiaoyun, why did it take so long?"
"Damn beef porridge, don't seduce me, I won't eat it!"
Lan Cun'er covered her eyes not to look at the bowl of porridge. The hotter the heat floated up, the louder her stomach growled, causing her intestines and stomach to ache.
In the study, Yu Kefan was monitoring Lan Cun'er's movements. When he saw Lan Cun'er starving for his integrity, he felt pity for her and couldn't help but burst into tears.
When he was young, he had been so hungry. In order to pay for his way home, he worked as a beggar and picked up rags. This girl is really brave and has a good body. She was caught in a heavy rain and didn't even catch a cold, but -
Yu Kefan whispered pitifully: "Eat, eat, girl, don't starve. You don't have the strength to survive. If you have the strength, you can run wherever you like."
"Haha..." Seeing that Lan Cun'er finally couldn't bear the hunger and walked towards the bowl of porridge, he smiled happily, turned off the video, sighed, and returned to his cold and serious look.
"It's coming, it's coming..."
Xiaoyun came in in a panic. Lan Cun'er was so frightened that she choked on her porridge. She beat her chest and shouted, "What are you doing? You didn't knock on the door when you came in. You look like you're scared to death."
Xiaoyun giggled and said, "Aren't you in a hurry? Hurry up and call the young master. Here, I'll give you my mobile phone."
Lan Cun'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's pretty much it."
After dialing Yu Guanqun's mobile phone, Lan Cun'er thought to herself, Feng Liugui's mobile phone number is so easy to remember, and there are actually four eights and four nines at the end.
The call was connected, and after a while, Yu Guanqun's deep voice came: "I'm Yu Guanqun."
"Hehe, Guanqun, I am Cun'er, oh, Lanlan, hee hee..."
Lan Cun'er resisted the feeling of nausea and started with the voice that she thought was the gentlest and most goosebump-inducing.
Over there, Yu Guanqun was silent for a moment, then asked in surprise: "Lanlan, why are you in such a good mood today? Do you miss me?"
Yu Guanqun put down the file, his dull mood suddenly lifted. He stood up from the office chair, pulled back his tie, and his desire to flirt with his wife took over everything.
"Well, Guanqun, you're not a bit reserved, you're just shy!"
It's disgusting, right? It's disgusting enough. Lan Cun'er gritted his teeth and thought, she can make it as disgusting as she wants. Just think of it as writing a novel. All she has to do is hook him up so that he can't get off and can only follow her.