After getting smaller, I am forced to be cute every day

Chapter 42 You Always Talk About Old Accounts

Before the owner of the barbecue shop finished speaking, Xie Yan hung up the phone and walked in. He frowned slightly due to the tangy aroma, what smell?

Luo Ling hurried into the room, "Wait, I'll get it for you."

It turned out that two servings were put together. He thought it was an addition from the owner of the barbecue shop. He was really naive.

As soon as Luo Ling took the takeaway out from the corner, he saw the honorable walking hormone movie star sitting down on the sofa, and dignifiedly picked up the tableware that Luo Ling had just opened on the table.

Luo Ling was stunned, what's the matter, isn't this here to get takeaway, why is it like a guest?

Xie Yan raised his eyes to look at Luo Ling, seeing him standing there looking at him, "Didn't you say to eat together?"

He must have heard right just now.

Luo Ling was a little flattered, this master who the whole entertainment circle wanted to curry favor with, the darling of heaven, actually wanted to eat takeaway with him now?

With myself, this [-]th line, black out of the sky's little bastard?

He felt a little unreal, don't you be dreaming?

Xie Yan frowned slightly, "Don't eat?"

With two simple words, Luo Ling immediately put down the takeaway, sat cross-legged on the bed, and opened two bottles of beer graciously, "Eat!"

Xie said few words and had a cold personality. The whole network knew this, and Luo Ling didn't talk to him. He should eat and drink.

Xie Yan's eyes flickered slightly, he was a little surprised, he thought he just couldn't tighten the bottle of words, but he didn't say a word to him after a meal
After three rounds of drinking, Luo Ling was drunk, and staggered to the toilet, rinsed his mouth, and when he came out, he lay down on the sofa, propped his chin and looked at Xie Yan, and clicked his tongue twice.

"I also have a face, two eyes, one nose and one mouth. I'm not uglier than you. Why aren't you popular?"

Feeling drunk, he vomited out his confusion in bewilderment.

Thank you: "."

Luo Ling went on and on, "How about handsome, can handsome be eaten?"

He got up from the sofa, leaned in front of Xie Yan, raised his hand to grab the face that was regarded as a treasure by the whole network, and almost bought an insurance face for it, tugged left and right, his face was full of displeasure, "The movie king, he just looks like this, nothing special."

Xie Yan had no expression on his face, watching him play like a drunk, he thought to himself, he is finally back to normal, just now, he thought that Luo Ling had changed and took a calmer course, but he was thinking too much.

He raised his hand to tear off Luo Ling's hand that was making trouble on his face, "Luo Ling, let go, stop making trouble."

But a drunk person is unreasonable, since he debuted in the same year, he will be famous on the Internet for his thanks, and he will be black on the Internet. It's uncomfortable!

The more Xie Yan refused to let him touch it, the more he insisted on it. This pinching took a lot of effort.

Xie Yan's complexion was normal, not very white, but not dark either, his skin was thick, but no matter how thick his skin was, he couldn't help Luo Ling's tossing, Xie Yan's face was pinched red.

Movie Emperor Xie, who was rumored to have a bad temper, was extremely patient in this meeting. First, he forcibly broke off Luo Ling's hand, then turned on the heating, cleaned up the takeaways on the table, and put away the beer bottles In a takeout bag.

At this time, the smell of perfume in the air has dissipated a lot, replaced by a strong smell of wine, which is much better than the smell just now.

Luo Ling turned over uncomfortably, but rolled straight off the sofa and landed on the ground. With a "bang", he landed on his buttocks, "Oh, I'm going! I'm so hurt!"

Xie Yan came out of the bathroom, looked down at the person in the nightgown on the ground, "."Some people, you just can't stop him from committing a crime.

Luo Ling started to snark, pointing at Xie Yan and scolding, "Why don't you come over and help me!"

Xie Yan pulled him up from the ground with a good temper, helped him to lie down on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, but was kicked by Luo Ling instead, thankfully Xie Yan reacted quickly and hid in time.

His forehead twitched, his expression began to crack, he gritted his teeth, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Luo Ling, stop making trouble."

Luo Ling suddenly opened his voice and shouted, "You actually yelled at me, you are too much, you ate my takeaway, drank my wine, and you are still fierce."

"Ah, ah, it's unreasonable, it's so unreasonable."

At this moment, Xie Yan seemed to be wearing the hat of a villain, forced to bear Luo Ling's unreasonable troubles, and seemed a little innocent.

Luo Ling rolled left and right, kicking Xie Yan's feet from time to time, throwing his own little wine madly.

He felt aggrieved today, his sister didn't like his address, she wasn't as good with him as before, and even talked back to herself.

Brother and Ouyan are together, no matter how stupid he is, he can see it, Ouyan must have taken a fancy to elder brother, and elder brother must have been eyeing Ouyan a long time ago, that's why the marriage contract was dissolved so smoothly!

They don't even try to make up for the innocent wretch they are.

Luo Qinghe also only cared about his younger sister, although he has been like this since he was a child.

Luo Nian was only clinging to his eldest brother, and he didn't even say a word to his second brother. He was the most lonely and pitiful person in the whole family.

Xie Yan pressed his temples, thinking that after so many years, Luo Ling's drinking capacity could improve, but the result is still like this.

He pulled the quilt helplessly and threw it on him, "Okay, sleep."

He felt that his whole year of patience was spent today, that is because this person is Luo Ling, if it were someone else, he might directly push him into the pool to wake him up.

However, Luo Ling pulled Xie Yan's collar with his backhand, and warned viciously, "Why are you being so fierce, how are you pretending to be cold, do you think you're the movie star and I'm afraid of you? You just won a few awards, what's so great about it?" of."

"You are in a good position now. When you were so down and down that you sent leaflets to pick up bottles, it wasn't the young master who subsidized you. Otherwise, do you think you can have the achievements you have now..."

"You're still killing me now!"

Xie Yan's eyes darkened slightly, he had never been violent against Luo Ling, and he also knew that Luo Ling was the one who secretly subsidized him a sum of money back then, and he had been paying attention to him for so many years.

After knowing that he switched to acting, many scripts were secretly arranged by him, and he has been repaying.

At this moment, someone pulled his collar and yelled and accused him. Xie Yan had never experienced such a scene in acting.

Luo Ling was furious. Seeing that he had been silent, he roared, "Speak, why are you pretending to be deep!"

The next second, Xie Yan pulled Luo Ling and pushed him, his forehead twitched, his patience had reached its limit.

Luo Ling was suddenly a little frightened by the strange and dangerous aura, he shrank back but was pressed by Xie Yan step by step.

Luo Ling had no way to retreat until he reached the wall, Xie Yan said in a low voice, "If you make trouble again, I'll throw you out of the window, understand?"

Luo Ling's drunkenness had already sobered up three points, and he nodded hurriedly, "Understood!"

...

After watching Luo Chuan and Ouyan leave, Luo Chu also packed up and prepared to leave, and blocked Luo Chu's way calmly, "Miss, it's getting late, why don't you stay here tonight?"

When Luo Chu heard the words, he glanced outside, and the evening clouds that were dyed red by the setting sun had not receded, so it was getting late?

Yanxuan's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is getting better and better.

She raised the watch on her wrist, "It's still early."

Yan Xuan glanced at Luo Qinghe on the other side of the sofa area, and continued to persuade, "Why don't you stay a little longer?"

As the assistant of the master, many things that the master can't say have to be done by his assistant, and the master only cares about being aloof.

Luo Chu followed his gaze, and Luo Qinghe was sitting there alone, the silver-white wheelchair made him appear to be lonely and desolate, Luo Chu's heart was pulled, and just now he took out the bag in his hand, "Okay. "

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Luo Qinghe turned his head to look, and saw that thin figure walking towards him, "Aren't you going back?"

The voice was gentle, with a little surprise.

Luo Chu pursed his lips and smiled, "No hurry, I haven't played chess for a long time, how about a game?"

Luo Qinghe would never refuse Luo Chu's invitation, "Okay."

Only then did Luo Chu hold the handle of the wheelchair and head towards the elevator in the corridor. Yanxuan behind him leaned against the wall and looked at it. If it could be like this all the time, every day, it would be great, so I wouldn't always be alone in the study There was a cool breeze blowing inside.

The housekeeper at the back walked forward, watching this scene, he was really moved, "Miss has grown up, the girl has changed a lot, but the relationship with the second master is still so friendly."

Yan Xuan smiled, "After all, Miss Luo was brought up by the second master, even if we haven't seen each other for a few years, there is still love there."

These words fell into the butler's ears, but his face changed instantly. Even if we haven't seen each other for a few years, is that love still there?

He sighed slightly and shook his head. This was what the Elder Master couldn't let go of, and what he was talking about before he died.

It is precisely because of the guilt towards Ms. Luo Zhi that I want to make up for it. I want Ms. Luo Zhi to marry a reliable person in the future and have a smooth life. I originally liked the one from the Ji family, but it has not been finalized yet, sir. Then get sick.

And this person can be anyone, but it cannot be Luo Qinghe.

Whether in terms of physical condition or status, Luo Qinghe is not a good match for Miss Luo Zhi.

Today, Luo's house is still so peaceful, because a certain secret is still lurking in his heart, once it is revealed to the surface, it may be a bloodbath.
When the time comes, Miss Luo Zhi, will she still be as close to the second master as she is now?
Entering Luo Qinghe's study, Luo Chu looked it over calmly, and found that there were more books than before, and the furnishings had not changed. Even the chessboard was still in its original position without any dust on it.

Luo Chu sat down on one side, "Guess first?"

Luo Qinghe smiled warmly. In the past few years, this scene has appeared in his dreams countless times. Now, she is sitting here, and it is more and more real.

This truth gradually dissipated the sense of uneasiness that Luo Chu had felt over the past few years, and he raised his hand to embrace Bai Zi, "Let's just stick to the old rules."

Luo Chu smiled, "Are you sure? I'm no longer the kid who used to play chess."

"Now you admit that you used to play chess all the time?" Luo Qinghe's tone contained a hint of imperceptible teasing, and more, it was that indulgence.

In his eyes, there is tolerance for Luo Chu.

Luo Chu stuck out his tongue, "How can I, you always talk about old scores."

When Luo Chu was young, because of his poor chess skills, he always relied on Luo Qinghe to play a game every day, so the two gradually formed a kind of rules and tacit understanding, Luo Qinghe Baizi, Luo Chu Heizi, and Heizi go first. , Baizi let the third son.

Luo Qinghe used to intentionally release water, even if Luo Chu lost, he never hurt her self-confidence, but now, he doesn't need it anymore, because he found that Luo Chu's chess skills are already comparable to his own, and he can enjoy it to his heart's content. Inevitably some mood.

At the end of the round, the winner was already divided, Luo Qinghe won Luo Chubanmu, and both of them enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Day, also dark down.

Yanxuan was waiting outside, and Luo Chu came out of the bathroom. In the corridor, he met Yanxuan. He was holding a plate, tea, snacks, and medicine bottles in his hand.

Luo Chu knew that he was going to the study to deliver medicine, but Luo Qinghe probably didn't plan to take it. This is what she discovered when she was young. Luo Qinghe often didn't take medicine as long as he didn't get sick, and Yanxuan couldn't help him at all.

Yan Xuan said with a smile, "Miss Luo, it's getting late, you should stay tonight."

As he said that, he also looked out the window. Luo Chu followed his line of sight, but it was indeed dark.

Luo Chu reached out to take the plate, "Alright."

When he returned to the study, standing at the door, Luo Chu saw that the window in the study was slightly open, and the cold wind was blowing in. Under the bright moonlight, Luo Qinghe's whole body seemed transparent, without much life.
He just looked at the chess game like that, his face was a little pale, but there was no extra expression, making it difficult to see whether he was happy or happy.

Has he come here all these years?

Even Luo Chu, who had guessed for a long time, would still feel a pain in his heart from this scene.

She went in with the dinner plate and put it down, closed the window and turned on the light, "After all, it's December and it's cold, so it's better to close the window at night."

Luo Qinghe was taken aback. He thought that Luo Chu had left. Now that she came back, her complexion softened, and the corners of her lips twitched, her gentle smile was too dazzling.

"If you are afraid of the cold, I will just close it."

Luo Chu's hands froze, "You know exactly what I mean to tell you not to blow the wind, but you always talk nonsense."

This is the case every time, never taking your body seriously.

Luo Qinghe picked up the remote control pen from the table, but Luo Chu raised his hand and snatched it away. He didn't know, so he looked at the girl in front of him. Could it be that he wanted to lose his temper with him because of this matter?

Luo Chu poured a glass of water, unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured two pills into his palm, and handed it to him, "Take the medicine."

Luo Qinghe's face was as pale as water, but he was like a child throwing a tantrum, "Don't eat."

Luo Chu: "."

Five seconds later, Luo Chu held the two pills in his palm and sent them to Luo Qinghe's mouth. At the same time, he brought the cup of warm water closer, "If you don't take it, I'll leave now."

Unclear intention flashed in Luo Qinghe's eyes, and finally he opened his lips, and took one of the pills in Luo Chu's palm, and just about to swallow it, he heard Luo Chu's warning voice in his ears, "Water."

Luo Qinghe: "."

Only then did he raise his hand to take the cup of warm water, and obediently drank a couple of mouthfuls of medicine.

Luo Chu put the remaining medicine in front of him again, "There are still."

Seeing Luo Qinghe drooping his eyes and approaching her palm, she felt her palm was scorching again. The surface was calm, but she was trying to restrain the deer in her heart.

(End of this chapter)