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"Brother Brother She whispered.

Mu Yanchen finally regained consciousness and lifted her eyes. Her light eyes fell on her face. She was in a trance and asked in a low voice, "how?"

"Please help me look at the test paper, I will start school soon, and these are to be handed in." Lan Xi small eyebrows tightly frown, some big head, while pulling the test paper to him, while pleading.

She had been home for more than half a month, and time seemed to have passed by suddenly. Unexpectedly, she had already known him so well.

"What did you think, brother? I called you so many times that you didn't hear me Lanxi asked while writing complicated formulas.

Mu Yan Chen stopped, light eyes fell on the test paper, picked up, browsing, low voice from the thin lips overflow: "what brand of shampoo do you use? What's the smell? "

Lan River head also did not lift: "Hai Fei silk. I don't know what it tastes like

"what about lipstick?"

"Fruit. It's like watermelon. "

After saying this sentence, her pen tip stopped for a moment, and the water-based pen put out a black spot on the white and flat paper. She quickly took it away. Her clear water eyes were confused for a moment. Looking back at the past, she saw his cold and indifferent side face and carefully reading the test paper.

Very Strange feeling.

- who cares about the taste of your lipstick? Do you want to smell it or eat it?

Lan Xi turned his head, and the shell teeth bit out a water stain on his lower lip. He lowered his head and whispered, "I am general Don't paint that. "

There was silence behind.

When Lan Xi felt the heat on her back was uncomfortable, her cold and low voice fell down, slightly killing her, accompanied by the test paper falling in front of her: "34, 35, look carefully, is this the solution?"

Lanxi scalp a hemp.

She bit her lips and slowly took the test paper with two small hands. She knew that when he said so, she was wrong.

After a while, she turned her head and saw mu Yanchen answering the phone. By the bright window, the tall figure was enchanting, and the powerful atmosphere was scattered everywhere.

"Knock knock knock", the door is knocked.

Lan Xi turned his head in a hurry, and his small face turned red. He picked up a mess of mood: "come in."

It was mo Ruqing who came.

She was followed by a servant with two bowls of cool soup in the servant's tray.

Mo Ruqing stepped into the door. Her eyes first glanced at the tall and straight figure beside the window. Her eyes were soft and affectionate. Then she looked at Lanxi, but she saw that the little girl turned her head and called politely and estranged: "aunt mo." Not up.

Mo Ruqing was not angry, and with a smile he pushed the bowl from the servant: "are you busy? I made some soup, white fungus and lotus seed soup to relieve the summer heat. I don't dare to disturb Yan Chen's staying in your room for a whole day, so I'll make you some desserts and try it on Lanxi. "

Lan Xi's small face suddenly turned white, and his expression was like swallowing a jujube.

Where is mu Yanchen staying in her room for a day? He thought she would ask her questions again and again, so he would take the business to her room on the rest day.

She held a small bowl of soup, bit her lips, and did not speak.

Mo Ruqing didn't mean to go. She sat down with a smile and sat in the position of Mu Yanchen. She said in a soft voice: "speak up Lan Xi, you are nearly 18 years old. I don't know how you spent your birthday before. But your father left this matter to me. I must devote myself to it. After all, it's a rite of passage, which is very important. After that, you should know something about self-respect and self-respect, what should be done and what should not be done - Lanxi, when you grow up, you can't let Yan Chen take you with you in everything, can you? "