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Lan River eyes full of pity, forced to endure the bursts of pain, but also clearly felt his consideration.

"In the future, knead like this every day for at least 10 minutes. Otherwise, in a few years' time, there will be spinal problems. Even if you work in the office, don't sit too long, you know?" He explained in a soft voice, the hot breath sprinkled on her neck.

Lanxi bit his lip, and a clear tooth mark on his lower lip, whispered: "I know, my life experience is not as rich as you, and I don't pay much attention to health preservation."

Health.

Mu Yanchen slightly frown, strength suddenly heavy, she immediately hurt to sob up, his dignified dangerous breath pressure, against her dishonest small mouth: "you this is to say I am old?"

Lan Xi immediately explained: "No. I'm just saying you're mature. "

This word should sound a lot better.

Mu Yanchen's indifferent eyes narrowed, looking at her face slightly tight clever and please, slightly angry to ease a little, one hand holding her, the other hand continue to give her massage, when she can adapt to the pain, tired shoulder also gradually relaxed.

"Are you comfortable?"

The expression on Lan Xi's face looks like a cute cat and nods.

Mu Yanchen long finger pulled her small face and printed a kiss on her cheek: "then go back for you to make me comfortable."

This word seems to be insinuating what, after listening to Lan Xi, his face rose red!

But he has already left, strong and cold air with a trace of leisurely complacency, started the car to drive towards her apartment, Lanxi inexplicably nervous, do not know what he wants to do.

But unexpectedly, he drove to the supermarket and bought a lot of food materials and put them in the back seat.

"We don't eat out today? Are you going back to it? " Lan Xi took a look at the big plastic bag.

"Yes." Mu Yanchen light response, suddenly very like her tone inside "you" that two words, deep eyes sweep in the past, big palm rubbed her hair, restart the car.

Can wait to enter the door of the apartment, Lan Xi just know oneself wrong.

"Take it to the kitchen." He gave her the bag.

Lan Xi changed slippers to go to kitchen, eyebrow gently frown: "why do you buy so light?"

She didn't remember it was his taste.

Mu Yanchen took off his coat and tie in the living room and walked in with a straight figure: "cook tonight, you come."

She's coming?!!

Lan Xi's eyes widened. After a long time, he explained in a low voice: "but I won't."

She can try all the dishes, but she has never learned how to cook.

"You can do whatever you like. As long as you can make it, I dare to eat it," Mu Yanchen raised his hand to look at his watch, and his expression was indifferent, "let's start."

Tonight, it was as if he was trying to make things difficult for her.

He went out, but Lan Xi's frown was not loose. Looking at the bags full of food materials, she was so tangled that she had several sparks in her head. She suddenly thought that she had dinner with Ji Heng in a Korean restaurant at noon. Did Lan Xi suddenly understand.

threw out the bag and ran out of the kitchen to see Mochen sitting in the living room sitting on the sofa watching TV. The news was not a news broadcast, nor a live room, but a soap opera on Mango TV.

A smile can not help floating on the corner of the mouth, can not stop.

Gently walked past, around his back, Lanxi soft arms around his neck, soft voice asked: "you at noon to the company to find me?"

Mu Yanchen denied lightly: "No."

Deception.

Lan Xi skimmed his lips and felt that this man was really awkward and lovely. The way he was jealous could be changed every day.

"Then how do you know if I had lunch with my schoolmaster or in a restaurant?"

She asked directly, mu Yanchen also simply did not hide, pulled her arm around her neck, indifferently said: "at noon, discuss the project with the cooperation, in the teahouse opposite your company."

Did she really think he would come over to check on her post even during lunch time?

So it is.

"Foreign businessmen?" She asked, changing the subject.

Mu Yanchen pick eyebrows: "you know?"

"Well, high-end consumption areas like that can't attract white-collar office workers with general consumption standards, so they can cheat foreigners."

She knows a lot.

But when the topic was finished, he was silent again. He looked at the TV with deep eyes, but he was not looking at the contents. Lanxi had no way for a time. Regardless of his obstruction, he hugged his neck. His eyes were soft, and he whispered in his ear: "brother, I won't..."

That gently soft one "elder brother", let mu Yanchen heartstrings suddenly be mercilessly stirred! The fingers trembled, for this long lost in the full of fatal intimacy.

The TV series is still on the air, but he seems to be back four years ago, when she was 17.

At that time, she was really sensitive and fragile, so simple that she didn't understand anything. But she is the baby he put in his heart to hurt, her frown a drop of tears can make him heartache, I wish he would listen to what she said, he would give everything she wanted.Thin lips tightly pursed, pan out a trace of pale, mu Yanchen gently grasps her catkin, pulls her to sit down beside her.

The person in front of me is clearly the same as that of that year.

Mu Yanchen's eyes were burning with heat. He took her hand and held her in his arms, but he didn't dare to hold her too hard to hurt her. His palms caressed her face, and his voice was gloomy and hoarse: "you are right. Call me a brother and I won't embarrass you, eh?"

But Lan Xi's own heart is also slightly shocked, did not expect that this simple word has so much lethality.

His gentleness let her whole body's guard all take off, not a bit of mind and miscellaneous thoughts.

Lan Xi gently encircles him, in the eye has a trace of expectation: "are you not angry?"

Mu Yanchen hums, the corners of his mouth are crooked, and the cool feeling is replaced by warmth.

What is he angry about when people are living in his arms?

Lanxi felt relieved and hugged him: "if you really want to eat, I'll help you do it. Now I'll learn to slow down. Don't feel bad about it later..."

The soft tone of her voice made him full of tenderness.

Holding her tightly, patting her small face to stop her words, mu Yanchen said in a low voice: "OK You sit here. I'll go. "

He didn't mean to let her do it.

Under this change Lan River becomes surprised.

"Will you?"

"Modern learning." He said faintly.

Lan Xi immediately wanted to follow up with the kitchen to see him.

But mu Yanchen stopped her with a look in her eyes. Her upright body, which had already risen up, fell down again and gently kisses her red lips. Lanxi did not dare to move for a moment. He allowed him to kiss her again and again. Finally, he gave a heavy blow to her sweet tongue and spat out two words: "goblin!"

Lanxi's face is covered with red clouds, and his breath is unstable.

Mu Yanchen's burning eyes become gentle again. He kisses her, and then he gets up and walks away.

……

After tossing a meal to more than 10 o'clock, Lan Xi suddenly remembered something when he put the last dish into the cupboard. He went out to find that there was no figure of Mu Yanchen in the living room. On the contrary, the light in the study was on.

Her study is very small, set up a bookcase and two small sofas, usually Internet leisure use is very good, but if used for office is not so comfortable.

Run in a look, mu Yanchen is really there, open the computer screen curve vertical and horizontal, she can't understand.

Eye socket a hot, Lan Xi holds the door to ask softly: "do you want to work all night again?"

She remembered that he had this habit before.

Mu Yanchen sees her red eye socket, heart next a soft, the hand raises up to signal her to come over.

"It won't be all night. It's just the time difference. A lot of things need to be communicated with the United States and handled at night," he explained softly, pulling her to hold his leg. "You go to take a bath first. I'll come back later."

Lan Xi nose slightly sour, clear eyes coagulate to him: "then wait for me to fall asleep, you again busy oneself matter? Mu Yanchen, I said you can come here when you are free. If you are busy, I may not be alone. Don't you understand? "

Her tone of voice even took a trace of reprimand. Normally, mu Yanchen could not spare her from talking to him so unkindly. But at the moment, she was so satisfied in her stomach that she had no temper at all. Decisively cover the notebook, he picked her up: "OK, let's go together..."

"Mu Yanchen, I didn't mean that."

Seeing her struggling, mu Yanchen stares at her deeply and doesn't walk any more. He puts her on the desk and encircles her. She looks at the ups and downs of her chest and the twinkle in her eyes.

"I don't want to delay your work because of me. When I was a junior, I moved out of the dormitory and lived alone for a long time. I can get used to it. You don't stay up late and don't take that medicine any more. It's not good for your health." Lan Xi calmed down the ups and downs of his heart and said calmly.

Mu Yanchen gazed at her deeply and said in a hoarse voice: "I have been alone for a long time. But I don't want to get used to it

For four years, I was afraid of loneliness.

He will never get used to being alone.