Situ Lan gently hugged An Luoluo, his blue eyes flashed with mist, and his crystal tears fell down. His beautiful little face was full of worry!
"Why are you crying? It's so embarrassing!"
An Luoluo raised a faint smile. This time, although she was mentally prepared, she did not expect that the injury was still so serious. As the patriarch of the clan, the master could not keep her under the pressure of the elders.
Recuperate within the clan.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to see her in such a miserable and fragile state!
The large house of the Situ family branch.
An Luoluo has been forced to lie in bed for three months. She has already recovered, but the older one and the younger one take turns guarding her, and the gentle policy leaves her with nothing to do!
"I'm fine, I'm really fine! Look, I'm alive and well!"
An Luoluo, who was fearless and unscrupulous in his actions, couldn't help but feel short of breath when he saw those snow-shrouded blue eyes. It was obvious that he didn't say anything, but she just knew that he was very angry.
, very unhappy!
"An Luoluo!"
Situ Ran raised his head, a clear light flashed in his blue eyes, and his low-mellow voice was faint, mixed with a trace of unnaturalness that could not be detected.
"Well, I'm here!"
A bright smile appeared on An Luoluo's beautiful face, and a faint light of confusion flashed through her exquisite eyes. Many times, she could see through Situ Ran's thoughts, but at this moment, she really couldn't!
"Let's get married!"
Bang!
An Luoluo lost his balance and fell down. He blinked and looked at Situ Ran in confusion, wondering why he suddenly said such a sentence!
"Well, why is it so sudden! I'm not even mentally prepared!"
An unnatural smile appeared on An Luoluo's beautiful face, and her voice was as low and soft as a clear spring.
"Isn't this what you want? You are so desperate for Situ Shen, don't you just hope that I can marry you for me?"
His blue eyes flashed coldly, his beautiful and handsome face was extremely cold, and his low-alcohol voice was as cold as the wind and snow in the twelfth lunar month. Situ Ran stared at An Luoluo closely, with a cold chill exuding all over his body.
.
"Situ Ran, were you kicked in the head by a donkey?"
An Luoluo's beautiful face gradually became condensed, her exquisite eyes flashed with clear contempt, and her voice like a spring was full of mockery. With a cold glance at Situ Ran, An Luoluo retreated to the window
Next, open the window.
The body jumped up, like a beautiful rose flower, falling with the wind, and with a determined attitude, it rushed into the darkness, where it could not be found!
In the dark and bright night, there is still a faint fragrance left in the empty room. The fragrance is very light and very light, like rose flowers, running into the bone marrow and flowing in the chest.
Every time I smell it, I hear that woman whose whole body is radiating light, like a dazzling and brilliant rose.
An Luoluo!
Three simple words, I don’t know when, but they are engraved in my heart!
Bloody, bright, enchanting, beautiful!
Putting aside the flower language of blood roses, looking at it simply, the beauty of blood roses is actually better than roses of any color!
"What's wrong with your mother?"
Situ Shen's blue eyes glanced at the woman who had not slept at night and dug her out of the bed. Then he glanced at the smaller replica of Situ Ran who was following him. He knew without asking that this was Situ Ran and Situ Ran.
