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

Chapter 45 The Mysterious Man Phair.J
Luo Chu paused, it was him.

Half an hour ago, the baby-faced boy reminded himself
"Boss, Phair.J has returned to Lancheng, and asked Ou Ruan about you."

Luo Chu walked over, raised his eyes and glanced at the plaque of the antique shop, was hesitating whether to go in, and saw his boots with muddy water on his feet. Forget it.

She turned around and was about to leave, but there was a man in white coming towards her. Luo Chu inevitably collided with those familiar eyes, deep and silent, different from the past.

Luo Chu's pupils shrank slightly, his heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat, and his hands clenched unconsciously. There was only one question left in his mind, why did he appear here, did he come here with him?
Luo Qinghe turned the remote control pen slightly with his cold white jade hand, but his complicated gaze stayed on Luo Chu. The night wind was blowing gently, and he seemed restless. The pen slipped from his hand and rolled onto Luo Chu's body. boot side.

Time stood still for an instant.

Luo Chu's earphones happened to be playing the spring song. She didn't know what Luo Qinghe saw, how much he saw, or how much he knew, but as long as he didn't mention it, the illusion could continue to be created.

Under Luo Qinghe's gaze, she bent down slightly, picked up the remote control pen that rolled down beside her with bare hands, took out a handkerchief from her windbreaker pocket, and gently wiped off the water stains on the pen.

Luo Chu strolled up to Luo Qinghe, squatted down slightly, and gently placed the remote control pen in the pocket of Luo Qinghe's coat, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, showing a pure and sunny smile.

Just like many years ago, that Luo Zhi who always followed Luo Qinghe and called his second uncle.

Luo Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and it disappeared in a flash.
The corners of his lips pursed slightly, and when he found out that Luo Zhi had sneaked out, he followed Luo all the way, accidentally caught a glimpse of those people who came into contact with her, and one of them had met in the banquet hall where the accident happened that day.

Originally, he was still speculating that those things were all related to Luo Zhi. Then, who was Luo Zhi at that time?
Now, with what identity did she appear in Lancheng, why did she leave in the first place, and why all the news about her has been falsified by the authorities for so many years
These are mysteries.

But at this moment, Luo Qinghe seemed to have figured it out, no matter what his Azhi's identity, purpose, or what she wanted to do, she was still Azhi, the Luo Zhi whom he swore before the Buddha to protect him for the rest of his life.

No matter what she wants to do, as long as she is Luo Zhi, she is worthy of Luo Qinghe's entire life to protect her.

As if in silence for too long, Luo Chu spoke first, "It's getting late, let's go?"

Luo Qinghe nodded, his gaze returned to normal.

Luo Chu leaned the umbrella slightly forward, and pushed the wheelchair with one hand to the other side of the road where the crowd was making noise. The road was so dim that it sprinkled on them through the leaves, casting two shadows sticking together on the ground.

Luo Chu thought, perhaps, from the moment she first met Luo Qinghe when she was young, they were destined to be intertwined like these two shadows, and they could not be separated for the rest of their lives.

The two figures slowly elongated, causing ripples in Luo Qinghe's heart.

How great would it be if it could be like this in the days to come?

Watching one person pushing the other and slowly disappearing into the distance, the man in black in the small attic of the antique shop put down the cigarette in his hand.

Wearing a cotton and linen robe next to him, like the owner of an antique shop, he bowed slightly, "Master, I need to send someone to follow me."

The man's gaze was like an eagle's, his handsome face was cold and cold, and it could be seen from his eyebrows that he was [-]% similar to Ji Zihan, he raised his hand to stop the owner of the antique shop from saying anything, opened his lips lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need. "

The days are still long, Luo Zhi loves to play, so let her play more time, no matter how much she cares about others, she will eventually come to her side.

The owner of the antique shop pursed his lips. He couldn't understand this young master. He had obviously tried everything possible to find Miss Luo's whereabouts. Why did he find her, but not disappear?
In the eyes of men, it is inevitable.

Back at Luo's residence, Luo Chu took his bathrobe and went to the hot spring pool in the backyard, leaned against the warm water and sighed, feeling comfortable.

Sure enough, it was still comfortable to soak in a hot spring. She picked up the flagon on the water and poured a glass of wine.

Luo Chu threw the jug back on the tray, and his whole body seemed to be floating on the clouds. It would be great if every day could be like this.

No one wants to be so tired.

Thinking about it, Luo Chu's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed his eyes. Once he closed his eyes, all the troubles seemed to disappear. Fall asleep by the pool.

Moisture lingered in the room, like a layer of fog, with a faint smell of wine.

Yan Xuan pushed Luo Qinghe and just walked in, Luo Qinghe who smelled the smell of wine frowned slightly, "Stop."

Yan Xuan asked, "What's wrong?"

Could it be that Grandpa suddenly doesn't want to soak anymore?
But my master has just been exposed to the rain today, if he doesn't soak for a while, he might catch a cold, and his condition will get worse tomorrow.

Luo Qinghe's eyes were bright and clear. There are not many wine cellars in Luo Zhai that can have this kind of aroma, but they are all treasured by Luo Chuan. To touch his wine.

Luo Chuan himself was reluctant to take a sip.

But there is only one person who dares to make a move, or even take it out to drink, and that is Luo Zhi who is fearless.

So, now, Azhi is inside.

"Go out, you are not allowed to come in until I tell you to come in."

Yan Xuan was a little puzzled, but he pushed Luo Qinghe to the door and went out to wait.

As soon as Yan Xuan left, Luo Qinghe called out, "Azhi, are you in there?"

But the voice shouted out, but there was no response. Luo Qinghe frowned. Could it be that he was drunk?

I don't know who she has learned from her habit of drinking while soaking in the soup pool. If she is really drunk, what should she do if she accidentally falls into the pool?
The more he thought about it, the more worried Luo Qinghe became uncontrollable, and he controlled the wheelchair to go inside.

The male soup pool and the female soup pool are only separated by a wall of rocks. The female soup pool has been abandoned for a long time because of Luo Chu's absence in the past few years. The servants just cleaned it a few days ago.

The smoke was lingering and the smell of wine was overflowing. Through the smoke, he glimpsed a slender figure leaning against the side of the soup pool. When he got closer, he saw Luo Chu's eyes were closed tightly, and his cheeks were a little red. Looks drunk.

Luo Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she has always slept peacefully, what should she do if she accidentally falls into the soup pond?

Luo Qinghe bent down and stretched out his hand to push her, but the thin shirt around Luo Chu's body was completely soaked, his fair skin was faintly visible, and two smears of bright red were faintly visible through the water surface, and it was impossible to start.

He was barely visible, and the tips of his ears were red.

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