Madam is the super darling of Lord Quan

outside of a mansion

The housekeeper opened the dark iron door

Bent down, respectfully said in a deep voice: "welcome Miss LAN to dashai mansion!"

LAN Ruo Wan looks at the servants who have been waiting for a long time, the door that has been opened, and the housekeeper who has put down his position

Smile with a smile

It turns out——

He had planned it!

Everything

They're all waiting for her

fall into a snare!

behind

The scorching sun in the sky, shining her body more hot

Heart, but more desolate

No matter what she is

I'm going to jump into his trap

And she

I had to jump again

LAN Ruo Wan raised his heavy step, step by step, into the abyss of incomparable darkness

Study

On the brown desk, there are four heavy treasures of study

Not far to the right

The black Shanlan window was opened

Cast in a bunch of light, and that slowly blowing wind

From here, it can be seen that the towering pines outside, big branches, fall a little cool

The interior of the house is not only decorated in the style of the Republic of China, but also has the most fashionable European style

The man unfolded one business handbook after another

I'm really checking it

But the remaining light in the deep of his eyes, always inadvertently, looked at the brown gray camphor wood door

A tight military uniform, more and more outline of his tall and straight posture, the whole person is full of power, domineering, with people's admiration of the military heroic posture, as well as people's fear, the attitude of the superior

Sitting on the black wooden chair, leaning over

In the case of men's impatience, Yu Guang glimpses the white corner of his clothes

The green and astringent posture suddenly leaped into the eyes

He drew back his eyes and turned them all on the business in front of him

Carelessly handling

Blue if Wan low head, mercilessly wring hands

There was a strong sense of shame and helplessness in my heart

I said that in the morning, but now I'm not——

She lowered her eyebrows and went in biting her teeth

Moving his slow pace, it was not easy to walk to the opposite side of the man's table

Her face was embarrassed and hard to speak, but she didn't know what to say

The man waited for a long time, but he didn't see the pretty little man in front of him

He had to break the silence first and said with a little bit of strictness: "what? Miss LAN has leisure time to come to the mansion now? "

"Unfortunately, Ben Shuai is very busy now. He has no time to entangle with Miss LAN too much."

LAN Ruo Wan raised his head in disbelief, he said——

He humiliated her with what she said in the morning?

It was he who bought all the Requiem incense in Pingyang city

It is clear that he invited President Yin of the public school to go to the government

He let her in

I know all this

It's all his traps

It's all his pressure

Now?

And he said that?

She staggers the line of sight, slants the head to go, don't let the man see her at the moment of embarrassed and unbearable

The man lowered his head, did not hear her voice, and continued to say in a deep voice: "please let Miss LAN go back, and wait until I finish my official business."

She said nothing

Not to go

Stubborn standing opposite him

It's just the head that was raised before, now it's hanging down

Because of his deep voice and cold words, and quietly red eyes

I don't know if I was scared, or worried, or embarrassed or humiliated?

That bean big tears, finally can't help

Drop by drop

The small face is more and more pitiful

But it also exudes the cold of strange contradiction

The man who heard a little low cry froze

Then he put down the book and pen and ink in his hand

Across the solemn table

Warm finger abdomen, holding a little girl's chin, gently lifted up

She showed her tearful face, and her cold and graceful little face, who was biting her lower lip tightly and didn't want to make a sound

He raised his hand to wipe it off

The voice softened a little, "what are you crying for? Ben Shuai didn't bully you. "

LAN Ruo Wan dodges his touch, red eyes on him, I do not know where the courage, choked: "you did not bully me? What do you want to do with your persecution? "

"It's not the Requiem you bought? You didn't hire president yin? Didn't you let the housekeeper open the door? "

That with a little bit of crying cavity of soft meaning, a voice and a voice of complaint

Like a light rain, beating his heart

Like a little tail, he scratched the tip of his heart

Let his heart, more addicted, love

He busily lowered his head, gently coaxed, "it's not mine, I shouldn't bully you, then who let you not tell me in the morning?"