Don’t Cry

Chapter 21

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Steward Lin smiled stiffly and shivered slowly:

"Little... Master?"

The trembling tone made Luo Zhan, who had held the lunch box, raised his eyelids and glanced at him lazily.

Then Young Master Luo smiled coldly: "It's me. I'm not upset by a ghost, you don't have to look like a ghost."

Butler Lin was also well-versed in the world, so the impact of this small scene before him only frightened him for a few seconds.

Soon he returned to the decent smile of a professional housekeeper and bowed slightly towards Luo Zhan

"Where is the young master, I won't be so surprised when I see a ghost."

Luo Zhan: "..."

"You wait here for a while."

After finally coaxing Tang Ran back into the room, Luo Zhan didn't have time to delay. First, he turned around and sent the ancient wooden lunch box in his hand into the kitchen. The food inside was poured into the prepared dinner plate. Then put the items taken out from the refrigerator according to the list into the lunch box.

Before leaving the cooking table, Luo Zhan shut down the range hood that had been spinning for a long time.

After a while, Steward Lin saw Luo Zhan walking back to the door carrying the lunch box and handed it over. Butler Lin reached out to pick it up.

Luo Zhan lightly narrowed his eyes and threatened: "I don't want to tell anyone about this matter today, nor can my grandfather."

Steward Lin was taken aback and answered truthfully: "I saw the young master before I came, so he already knows the purpose of my coming."

Luo Zhan lazily raised his eyes, "I mean the apron."

"..." Steward Lin glanced at the hellokitty who was hanging on their ice-faced young master, who appeared to be particularly fangs and claws. He held back his smile and nodded hard, "I understand."

Being ridiculed again, Luo Zhan thought blankly about the possibility of extinction (sexual xing).

Steward Lin was keenly aware of the (killing sha) anger on their young master, and quickly became (color): "The big master asked me to give you a word."

Luo Zhan frowned slightly, "What?"

Steward Lin repeated the same word unchangingly: "If he is still interested in the unfinished thing, he will come to talk to me before coming back today."

"..."

Butler Lin is too dedicated, so even Luo Xiu's gentle smile looks like 70 to 80%

Luo Zhan suddenly disliked it.

He didn't say anything yet, behind him, there was a movement of the door opening in the direction of the bedroom, and the girl's voice came from the hallway: "Luo Zhan, is anyone here?"

"..."

Butler Lin gave a startled smile on his face.

He thought this voice sounded familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

But this does not delay him looking at Luo Zhan again in surprise

The young master of the Luo family is famous for his perverted vision. Because of the beauty of the eyes, he has often been secretly laughed at by outsiders as a hobby.

It was so abnormal this time because it was suddenly opened up?

Luo Zhan didn't give Steward Lin a chance to send a look message. He withdrew his gaze with the disgust of talent, turned around lazily, and closed the door smoothly.

"You don't know, you sell insurance."

"……Oh."

The last part of the dialogue came out, and the door closed in front of Steward Lin.

Knowing that this meant to make him disappear immediately, Butler Lin could only sigh, pretending that he hadn't seen anything and remembered nothing, and turned around and went into the elevator.

Young Master Luo doesn't touch the sun with his ten fingers, but his brain is top-notch and his memory is even better.

Before he arrived, Steward Lin sent him a recipe for every dish in the lunch box. He basically remembered eight. Nine and ten after reading it.

So at lunch time, Luo Zhan introduced Tang Ran the ingredients, knife and heat of each dish very smoothly and naturally. The little girl listened and tasted it with gusto.

Seeing the little girl's lips gradually turning red (yanyan) from eating pale (color), Luo Zhan seriously pondered the possibility of studying cooking functions (sexual xing) in terms of the generalization ability of home service robots.

For this kind of demand, int’s team building can engage in cooking classes...

Young Master Luo was lost in thought.

Take the hand short, eat the mouth softly.

After eating lunch "made" by Luo Zhan, Tang Ran was embarrassed to drive people out. When Luo Zhan proposed to listen to the radio drama together, Tang Ran was stretched and nodded in agreement even though he was already sleepy and tired by the biological clock.

At first, Tang Ran was able to communicate with Luo Zhan a little bit. After listening to the small episode of the radio drama, Luo Zhan inadvertently looked back and found that the little girl did not know when she was holding the small pillow and crooked in the gap between the two large pillows on the sofa, and her slap face was mostly covered by the long curled hair. , The eyelashes lie quietly under the eyelids.

The breath that blows through the hair fluctuates and symmetrically, and (Shui Shui) is fragrant.

Luo Zhan was stunned, picking up the mobile phone on the table and turning off the radio drama. Then he walked to Tang Ran's bedroom, picked up the soft blanket from the foot stool and took it to the living room.

When he reached the sofa, Luo Zhan leaned over and covered the girl with a blanket.

I don't know which disturbed the girl who was sleeping in (ShuiShui). She rolled the blanket on her body in (ShuiShui) dream, and then rubbed it against the big pillow next to her cheek.

"Luo Luo...This way is not the way..."

The little girl in the dream mumbled softly.

Luo Zhan's upper body froze in the air.

After a few seconds, he slowly stretched out his hand to the girl, and then stopped a little bit away from the long black hair on top of her head.

I wanted to rub the little girl who was holding her "Luo Luo" in her dream, but Luo Zhan didn't bear the risk of waking her up.

He held his hand restrained on the top of the girl's head, pressed himself and put it back.

"...Good dream."

Luo Zhan heard his own voice whisper.

It was the deep and gentle that he had never heard before.

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Tang Ran felt relieved for no reason, and his sleep (Shui Shui) had to sink extraordinarily long.

So when she woke up, she felt a little dazed not knowing what year tonight. After holding the soft blanket on him, Tang Ran slowly sorted out the things before (sleeping Shui) from the chaotic thoughts.

Not sure about the time at this time, and also not sure if there is anyone in the family, and who will be there if so.

Tang Ran sat up slowly and carefully shouted in the darkness: "Luo Luo?"

"...Here."

After it was quiet, only the navigating voice of the lazy and indifferent uncle rang from the mobile phone beside him.

Tang Ran froze in the darkness.

At this moment, her heart suddenly felt sour. She escaped for a long time of loneliness and sadness. In the darkness after this extra long afternoon (sleeping in Shui), she easily caught her.

It was also at this moment that she found out that what she was really looking forward to when she called out this title was far more than the ai "Luo Luo" on the phone.

"Luo Luo" is just "Luo Luo" after all.

She will also be greedy.

Want more, something else.

The girl's arms holding the blanket slowly tightened, and the (strong qiang) sadness was like an invisible vine that entangled her heart little by little.

Just before a certain limit was reached, someone pushed open the door in the direction of the bedroom. A few seconds later, Yang Yilan's voice followed the sound of footsteps:

"Xiao Ran, did you call me just now? Luo Xiu went back when I came back. Are you getting along well today?"

"Grandma..."

Obviously, it was normal when he spoke, but at the end, I couldn't control the sadness. Sitting in the darkness, Tang Ran heard his voice a little bit of crying.

Yang Yilan who walked into the living room was terrified.

She hurried to the sofa, hugged the slender girl who was burying her body in the blanket, and patted the girl's shoulders to comfort her, "What's the matter, Xiaoran? Tell grandma, (发发fa) What happened?"

"...I'm fine, grandma."

Tang Ran took a breath and suppressed the slightly choked breath.

She raised her face and chuckled softly.

"I just had a nightmare and was scared."

Yang Yilan breathed a sigh of relief, "So it was a nightmare? I was shocked, I thought what was wrong with you."

Tang Ran turned the subject away a little jerky, "Grandma, what did you just do in the room?"

"Pack your things." Yang Yilan said, "Isn't they going to pick you up to Tang's house tomorrow? I have to check it one last time, and I can't leave any important things."

"……Ok."

"But what nightmare did Xiaoran have just now? How come we almost cry?"

Tang Ran was silent.

After a second or two, she bent her eyes and smiled casually: "I forgot when I woke up. Anyway, it's very scary." "You can scare yourself quite a bit."

"..."

Tang Ran curled his eyes and smiled.

Hidden under the blanket, the girl's fingers slowly clenched. The nail was also pinched into the palm.

you know.

The moment all the dreams wake up and return to the icy reality, they are already in the darkest abyss at the end of the nightmare.

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After Luo Zhan returned to Luo's house, Hia was called to the study by Father Luo before he had time to have a two-party talk with Luo Xiu.

Luo Zhan entered the study room. He had just sat on the sofa, and the master had already spoken: "I heard that your brother took Tang Ran to your laboratory to see the robot today, is it okay?"

Luo Zhan raised his eyelids lazily, "No problem."

No problem.

Mr. Luo nodded: "That's good. The day after tomorrow is Tang Ran's birthday. Go to Tang's house the next night to visit your Uncle Tang and Old Lady Hang, and make that bionic too."

"Whoever loves to go." Luo Zhan frowned and interrupted the old man. "I have something to do and can't go."

Mr. Luo was so angry with the little grandson: "What can you do?"

Luo Zhan sneered coldly: "The world is full of flowers and wine."

The old man knocked on the crutches: "I know the nonsense, I don't see you all day long when you have a serious and undisciplined time!"

"……believe it or not."

Luo Zhan was too lazy to talk about anything about the marriage contract and the Tang family. He stood up and walked out uninterestedly: "There's nothing else, right? Then I'll get out. If you're idle, it's better to find you. A grandson who is serious and undisciplined, it's best to give him that little piece of Tang."

Mr. Luo has always had little choice with this little grandson. At this time, he was so angry that he could only insist on saying: "Then send the robot back, and I will let others send it the day after tomorrow."

Luo Zhan stopped walking: "Where to send it?"

The old man replied angrily: "Where else can it be? Of course it is the Tang family!"

"Tang Ran hasn't moved into Tang's house yet, right?"

"She will move back tomorrow from tomorrow." The old man stopped talking and raised his head in confusion, "How do you know that Tang Ran does not live in the Tang family?"

Luo Zhan had a meal and shook the pot: "My brother said."

The old man didn't think about it: "Then you know it, and she will officially move back to Tang's house from tomorrow."

"Partial house."

"What did you say?" The old man did not hear clearly.

"……It's nothing."

Luo Zhan (inserting cha) slowly squeezed a cold coin inside.

He turned sideways, smiling lazily and coldly: "Let me go to Tang's house the day after tomorrow, right? I'll go."

The old man was taken aback: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Because this bionic robot can't be sent by others." Luo Zhan's tongue tipped his upper jaw and laughed mutedly, "I must go personally."

The old man misunderstood his meaning, frowned and said dissatisfied: "You only have ai in your eyes, right? What good are those cold machines?"

"..."

Luo Zhan was too lazy to explain. He cornered his mouth (hook gou), turned and left.

Luo Zhan didn't return to his room, but went straight to the door of Luo Xiu's room.

After knocking on the door, the man who came out seemed to have just taken a shower. He changed into a light gray (colored) silk (sleeping Shui) shirt, and his black (colored) hair was hanging half wet and half (dry gan).

On weekdays, the pair of very scumbag glasses was not worn, and the cold and black eyes were not covered, and even the usual gentleness became sharp.

If the people outside the Luo family saw his appearance, probably few would dare to chew the rumors of the "very weak" Master Luo family.

Luo Zhan had seen this person thoroughly, but he was not surprised at this time, and his eyelids were not raised: "I agree with the method you said that day."

Luo Xiu squeezed the glasses in his hand and wiped them slowly, "Which?"

Luo Zhan glanced at him coldly, "Don't pretend to be stupid."

"..."

Luo Xiu lowered his eyes, (hook gou) lips.

The smile was thin and cool, but he raised his hand and put on his glasses again and waited for the cold watery light on the lens to pass by, and when he looked at it again, the sharpness in the smile had disappeared like a illusion.

The man smiled gently as before: "After all, it is something that needs my cooperation. After thinking about it, I have changed my mind."

Hearing this, Luo Zhan was not surprised.

He lazily leaned against the wall opposite Luo Xiu’s bedroom, "Let’s open up the conditions first. Let’s take this as a threat, and just ask me to inherit the position of the parent, which is a ridiculous condition of unequal weight. Don’t mention it. It’s also a waste time."

Luo Xiu smiled faintly: "It's boring to talk about terms, why don't you change it?"

Luo Zhan frowned and raised his eyes, "What way?"

Luo Xiu: "Make a bet."

Luo Zhan: "?"