I don't know why, Lin Anran has been practicing yoga for almost an hour, but he doesn't feel tired at all.
As expected, it is his favorite sport. It doesn't feel like a bit of exercise after a meal of yoga.
Yoga is amazing. Lin Anran thought, yoga is the world of sports (I didn't say that yoga is embarrassing). Is it true that such a comfortable and peaceful exercise as yoga will not be excluded by the sports world?
But he sweated a little. Lin Anran adheres to the principle of hydrating in time after exercise, so after practicing the current lotus position, he stood up and left his yoga mat to pour water.
Shang Hao was standing at the dining table holding a cup and drinking water. Lin Anran passed by, his eyes automatically followed Ran Ran's figure.
The penguin wearing a yoga suit at home finished dancing, and walked slowly by his side to drink water.
Of course, although the exercise is not very good, the equipment is still in place.
His appearance in yoga clothes is so cute.
Lin Anran had a ball in the back of his head, wearing a body-sculpting sportswear on the upper body and loose trousers on the lower body. He is thin, well proportioned, with a thin waist, long legs and straight shoulders.
And because he stayed at home and didn't want to go out all the year round, his skin hadn't been exposed to the sun much, showing the delicate natural texture of porcelain white. When he raised his head to drink water, Shang Hao was still staring at him.
After a cup of water, Lin Anran felt that her physical condition would be fine for another hour. When he passed by Shang Hao again, he heard Shang Hao behind him throw the cup.
Lin Anran subconsciously wanted to run, then the next second he left his feet on the ground and was picked up again by his waist.
However, the man didn't want to **** him this time. He took Lin Anran back and pressed his lips together.
Lin Anran, who only wore a single shirt, was even smaller in her arms, and Shang Hao needed a little effort to hold her tightly.
Lin Anran was placed between the dining table and Shang Hao, almost at the same time biting her lips involuntarily. Shang Hao kissed him and needed to bend over, so he just carried him to the table and sat down.
Lin Anran didn't know why he kissed so fiercely all of a sudden.
When he kissed, he would shrink back unconsciously when he kissed him. Shang Haokong took his hand and held his face to prevent him from backing away. Even so, the two kissed and fell together on the table behind them.
The body overlapped up and down, and Shang Hao was satisfied to find that this was more convenient, and Lin Anran below was kissed to the point of chaos.
Before getting to know Shang Hao, he didn't know that the tongues and mouths of two people could have so many tricks. They were sticky, warm and dark. The other party's tongue swept over his upper jaw, entangled his tongue, and bit his lips together.
When kissing, he could feel his cheeks warming up like never before, and his body was slightly numb, his heart was beating fast all the time, and certain impulsive hormones were constantly produced in his body, tirelessly urging him to go deeper and deeper. some.
Lin Anran felt that he should be hypoxic, and Shang Hao would forget himself as soon as he touched his body.
When he tasted the smell of blood in his mouth, he frowned and retreated from Lin Anran, and all of a sudden he saw the wound and blood on Lin Anran's lips.
Lin Anran's lips bleed a lot, the scarlet color dyed the entire lower lip, and it continued to leak out.
The Shang Hao on his body was squeezed in a moment, and he dragged him to find paper towels and turned the medicine box, holding a band-aid to stick to Lin Anran's mouth.
"Just apply some lipstick," Lin Anran said.
In fact, it's not all Shang Hao's fault. Lin Anran has the problem of chewing on her lips when she becomes anxious. Over time, the skin is chewed and thinned, and she loves to bleed at every turn.
He himself sometimes bites and bleeds himself, just press it with a tissue.
Lin Anran tilted his head and watched Shang Hao sitting next to him looking through the medicine box. The frowning brow has never been let go.
It's already past Shang Hao's usual point of going out.
He put the band-aid in his hand to Lin Anran's mouth without saying a word. Lin Anran's head was pushed back and pulled back again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He looked at Lin Anran.
The hand touched his face lightly before leaving.
Lin Anran looked at him too, and didn't know how to open his mouth.
"I've said that, you can tell me whatever you want." Shang Hao sighed, there was no way he could do it: "If it hurts, you need to know it, of course."
I don't know who taught him, Lin Anran didn't have any sense of resistance when he was with him. Good is good, he won't say objections, he doesn't have his own ideas, and he won't talk about pain. Many times he is quiet.
Unhappy, retracted into the shell, and digested slowly by himself like the day before yesterday.
This has great disadvantages. It is important to clearly express your needs when dealing with people.
Although he tried his best to make Lin Anran happy, he sometimes didn't know what Lin Anran was thinking and why he was upset. He seemed to accompany a volute.
Shang Hao just hoped that he could speak in front of him, but he didn't want to force him.
Shang Hao thought a lot, and in the end he just reached out and pressed the strange band-aid on Lin Anran's face.
...
The position of the band-aid is very strange. Lin Anran uncovered it himself this afternoon.
In the afternoon, Lin Anran received a sudden message and sent it to him: "Lin Anran, I will see you later!"
Lin Anran who suddenly received this message was dumbfounded, first nervous, then anxious.
Usually he and Ting Ting only maintain a fixed contact frequency, that is, on the delivery date and when there is a new job, the friend of Ting Ting is stocked at other times.
I don't want to meet people, I don't want to. Lin Anran quickly pounded back in time: "Don't come."
The phone vibrated, and a new message came right after the one he sent.
[Thumping: I'm here, open the door]
Lin Anran:! !
At this time, it was only less than five minutes before the first message sent! It's hard not to believe that this man has no premeditated!
Lin Anran is about to scratch his head. The only friend who knows him well, it's a good idea. It doesn't give him too much time to commit crimes. He came up to face the storm.
Moreover, he spotted Lin Anran's thin-skinned person, and would not refuse, so he was embarrassed to leave him outside.
As long as he pounded and gave Lin Anran a little more time, he could think of excuses, such as not being home in the afternoon.
But now, Lin Anran, who is at home, took a deep breath and another deep breath, stepping on her slippers nervously to open the door under the urging of the thumping message.
Across a door, he was still trying to send a message to discuss with Daping: "Can we go to the cafe downstairs?"
A pounding voice shouted to him outside: "What are you talking about, Lin Anran! I'm here!"
Lin Anran took another deep breath. He opened the door, and the pounding and enthusiastic voice squeezed in with his people.
"An Ran! Oh! My good friend!"
"Look what I brought you!"
The pounding is big, Lin Anran stepped back a few steps to make way for him in the hallway, and a bag of things was eagerly stuffed in his hand.
This is surprising. This is the first time I have come to see him empty-handed. He actually brought a gift. The packaging is pretty high-end.
It looks like a high-end brand of chocolate, the kind that is re-sold by gram. It's hard for me to take such an expensive gift.
"It's precious and precious!" Tapping used two words "expensive" to emphasize its preciousness, and said: "Now only such things are worthy of your current status."
Lin Anran: ...Why doesn't he know his current status?
Lin Anran took slippers and let him in.
However, he was standing in the hallway with a look of longing, his eyes were staring at the other pair of slippers at the door.
Lin Anran looked in his direction, and the whole person became nervous again.
It is not the pair of slippers that is being examined on the ground, but himself.
"Is this the big guy's slippers?" He rubbed his excited hands and lowered his head to exchange for the slippers Lin Anran had brought him, but his eyes were still looking at the ordinary household slippers.
"Yes." Lin Anran replied bitterly, and couldn't help but pull the thumping clothes weakly to let him enter the house.
Fortunately, only a pair of slippers, I can't see anything. Sit down on the sofa with a pounding, legs held together and held together, seemingly afraid of offending the majesty of the boss in this house.
Lin Anran:...
Although he was slow, he still found out that today's pounding was really wrong.
Even if he brought a gift, he didn't dare to make a loud noise even when he drank water, and his attitude towards him was inexplicably more respectful.
Lin Anran had to ask him directly: "What are you doing here?"
After hearing these words, I saw a "Hi" and I sat down a little closer: "Look at what you said, isn't this a relationship? The friendship between the two of us, let me see if you are not. Is it normal?"
Lin Anran felt that the pounding today was not quite right, and was scared.
It doesn't matter if he sits, he is holding the water glass and looking around, seeing Lin Anran next to him in a panic, always afraid that he will see some clues in the next moment.
He asked Lin Anran, "The clothes on the hanger are Shang Hao's clothes? Can I go and take a look?"
Lin Anran replied nervously: "No."
"Oh, okay." Fortunately, Typing has become accustomed to Lin Anran's temper. He did not ask, but paid tribute to the coat from a distance.
Lin Anran's small home is just this big. After watching it all round, he withdrew his gaze somewhat inexplicably.
Originally wanted to hear Lin Anran talk more about the boss, but this person is a saw-mouthed gourd, and he couldn't ask anything, so he gave up in a daze.
Until he finally stopped turning his head to look around the room, Lin Anran's tense and fragile nerves were finally able to relax slightly.
The pounding person sitting in his house now was enough to make him feel insecure, it felt like something was squeezed into his volute.
Thumping chatted with Lin Anran, chatting for a while. The atmosphere is not warm enough, mainly because the wood next to him, Lin Anran, has too few words, and he just bounces out one by one.
"Don't you taste the chocolate I brought you?" asked him poundingly: "It's super delicious."
Lin Anran said yes, got up and took the chocolate bag that had just been put in the refrigerator.
He went back to get the chocolate. Ting Ting took the initiative to unpack the complicated box outside the chocolate. At this moment, the mobile phone in Lin Anran's pocket suddenly vibrated.
He usually draws and draws, and most of his mobile phones are turned on silent. At this time, Lin Anran took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, his heart stopped beating in fright, and immediately hung up the phone with eyesight and hands.
Thumping and complaining: "More than two hundred a gram, can this thing be promoted to the immortal? Just this actually has to line up! Oh my god..."
Lin Anran couldn't come yet, and he finished muttering there, turning her head to look for Lin Anran, "Why are you standing there? Come and sit down."
"I"
Lin Anran only said one word, and the phone that hadn't been quiet in his hand for a long time began to shake like a soul. When he was nervous, he glanced down subconsciously.
"Is it a phone?"
The pounding round body turned around on the sofa, looking at what he was looking at.
Lin An then took a step back.
"You answer it, don't worry about me." He said strangely. He thought of something, and his eyes suddenly became clear: "Wait, is it Shang Hao's call?! Is it right?!"
... This person is full of Shang Hao, so he really got it right.
Lin Anran: "It's not him..."
His throat was dry at this time, his head was empty, and he couldn't think of anything else.
Lin Anran has now accepted the reality. Some things related to Shang Hao may be hallucinations in his mind.
For example, the signature on the painting last night, such as a photo of two people together, such as the phone in his hand. What he sees is not necessarily what others see.
The reason Lin Anran wanted to hide Shang Hao from the very beginning was that he had no confidence in himself. He will definitely be dismantled, and will be looked at with another look.
The opposite pound did not see his cell phone. He is particularly interested in "Shang Hao" on the opposite side of the phone.
He smiled and said to Lin Anran: "Do you look like you can lie? Take it, I promise to be quiet and not disturb you."
Lin Anran froze in his pounding gaze, he squeezed the phone tightly.
The two looked at each other and asked strangely: "Can't you pick it up?"
"No." Lin Anran said.
His fingers were numb because of the high tension, he pressed the switch in his pocket, and put the phone to his ear under the pounding gaze.
"Of course," the call was connected, and Shang Hao's familiar voice came from the receiver: "Why didn't you answer the call just now?"
His voice appeared for the first time in a world where a third person was present, and Lin Anran felt a sense of time and space in a daze.
"Are you okay?" Shang Hao's voice asked him in his ear.
But hearing his calm voice, Lin Anran didn't seem to be so nervous anymore.
Thumping is watching him. Although he wanted to come over to listen very much, he still held it back. His eyes were calm, not unusual, and curious.
Lin Anran said, "It's okay."
Shang Hao: "I bought something, and someone will deliver it to your door later. Just open the door for them, and don't worry about the others."
Lin Anran was still in a trance: "Oh..."
He was afraid of revealing himself, so he avoided the pounding eye contact before. But at this time he couldn't help but go back and watch the pounding.
Shang Hao still couldn't rest assured: "I'll go back later."
Lin Anran responded quickly: "No."
No, don't come back, they will arrest you. The farther you run, the better.
He wants to protect Lin Fenran.
"I see." Shang Hao said: "Of course, remember to apply lipstick, I love you too."
...In fact, it doesn't seem to be terrible. Thumping is looking at him while he is talking to Shang Hao.
Lin Anran's mood went from tense to erratic, and just now, Shang Hao's voice said that I love you too, soothing like a big warm hand in his ear.
Shang Hao hasn't said that I love you since that day, he has always said that I love you too.
I hung up the phone and asked him, "Are you busy?"
Lin Anran walked up to him and sat down, and she was much calmer. He said, "No."
"Okay," he said without asking too much, "I'm eating chocolate."
Lin Anran said yes. His mood at the moment is very delicate. At the critical moment just now, there was a strangeness. A new emotion was about to break through the soil and grow, rustling the soil in his heart. He didn't know what he wanted to do.
"You choose first, what kind of flavor do you want," Counting the flavors of chocolate in the same way: "This is 70% black truffle, this is Baileys sweet white truffle, what kind of red wine is this..."
Lin Anran listened to his voice, and she was lost when she didn't realize it.
He recalled what had happened just now.
He figured it out. What if Shang Hao is probably just Lin Fenran, Lin Anran felt that he could protect him.
He can bear those gazes himself. But he didn't want Lin Anran to be looked at with that kind of gaze.
He is not powerful, even more cowardly and selfish than others, but the way to become powerful quickly is to have someone who wants to protect.
Thumping was ready to leave after eating chocolate at Lin Anran's house. He didn't originally want to see Shang Hao this time, he didn't have the guts, just came here to get rich.
Lin Anran sent Tycoon out of the house. When changing shoes, he heard a knock on the door outside, and an unfamiliar voice outside said: "Hello, is anyone home? Sufeng will serve you."
Lin Anran then remembered that he had forgotten something important, and Shang Hao called to tell him that someone wanted to bring something to his home.
Touched his shoulder: "Hey, go and open the door for someone."
Lin Anran went past the pounding and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, the two inside were shocked by the huge box outside.
It's not an ordinary express box. What kind of express box will be firmly nailed with a circle of wood.
And the supporting services are in place. The courier was standing next to the box, and there were two installers with tool boxes next to it.
Stunned by the battle, he muttered: "What did you buy..."
The two people standing in the hallway couldn't move in, so they had to step back in so that the family could move in. The fearful Lin Anran couldn't speak, and he had to be enthusiastic and pounded, helping to direct the transportation, put the receipt in Silin Anran's hand, and then filled the courier boy with a bottle of water.
The two installation masters began to ding-dong and unpacking the box. After they were busy, they couldn't bear to leave after being pounded. They squatted in the living room of Lin Anran's house and waited to watch the excitement.
"What did you buy?" he asked Lin Anran.
"...I didn't buy it."
"Oh!" The thumping gossip soul burst into flames: "Shang Hao bought it?"
Lin Anran: "Yes."
Lin Anran wanted to cry without tears. He remembered about the credit card before, and he forgot to check it. One inadvertently carried him and bought something again.
It's so difficult to raise, he can't afford to raise qaq.
The installation master was busy for a while, and finally assembled an extremely high-end and cool treadmill in the living room of Lin Anran's home.
A treadmill actually needs two masters to install! I don't know why I feel so passionate at this moment, maybe this is the power of money!
Originally, the living room of Lin Anran's house looked good, not big or small, but after putting down this big guy, it turned out to be a bit narrow.
It should be Shang Hao who recently watched him work out, so he arranged it for him.
Fortunately, his family is young, otherwise according to his understanding of Shang Hao, Shang Hao wouldn't be unable to do things like setting up a gym in his house.
The master asked them at last: "This will be all installed. The warranty card and manual are there. If the box is not needed, we will take it downstairs. Is there anything else I need?"
Lin Anran hesitated to say something but stopped: Well, which phone call should I call for the return......
Thumping: "No more, no more! Thank you, the master has worked hard."
Thumping water for the two masters and sending them out. After I came back, I touched this treadmill non-stop, and my eyes were full of envy.
He cast a look at Lin Anran in the distance, and saw that he didn't come in vain today, wouldn't he just get dog food?
But Lin Anran looked at the treadmill from a distance, worried.
Families that are not wealthy have suffered even worse because of the addition of this big item.
In the second half of his life, he won't have to bear debts that he shouldn't be born at his age.
I don't know why, Lin Anran has been practicing yoga for almost an hour, but he doesn't feel tired at all.
As expected, it is his favorite sport. It doesn't feel like a bit of exercise after a meal of yoga.
Yoga is amazing. Lin Anran thought, yoga is the world of sports (I didn't say that yoga is embarrassing). Is it true that such a comfortable and peaceful exercise as yoga will not be excluded by the sports world?
But he sweated a little. Lin Anran adheres to the principle of hydrating in time after exercise, so after practicing the current lotus position, he stood up and left his yoga mat to pour water.
Shang Hao was standing at the dining table holding a cup and drinking water. Lin Anran passed by, his eyes automatically followed Ran Ran's figure.
The penguin wearing a yoga suit at home finished dancing, and walked slowly by his side to drink water.
Of course, although the exercise is not very good, the equipment is still in place.
His appearance in yoga clothes is so cute.
Lin Anran had a ball in the back of his head, wearing a body-sculpting sportswear on the upper body and loose trousers on the lower body. He is thin, well proportioned, with a thin waist, long legs and straight shoulders.
And because he stayed at home and didn't want to go out all the year round, his skin hadn't been exposed to the sun much, showing the delicate natural texture of porcelain white. When he raised his head to drink water, Shang Hao was still staring at him.
After a cup of water, Lin Anran felt that her physical condition would be fine for another hour. When he passed by Shang Hao again, he heard Shang Hao behind him throw the cup.
Lin Anran subconsciously wanted to run, then the next second he left his feet on the ground and was picked up again by his waist.
However, the man didn't want to **** him this time. He took Lin Anran back and pressed his lips together.
Lin Anran, who only wore a single shirt, was even smaller in her arms, and Shang Hao needed a little effort to hold her tightly.
Lin Anran was placed between the dining table and Shang Hao, almost at the same time biting her lips involuntarily. Shang Hao kissed him and needed to bend over, so he just carried him to the table and sat down.
Lin Anran didn't know why he kissed so fiercely all of a sudden.
When he kissed, he would shrink back unconsciously when he kissed him. Shang Haokong took his hand and held his face to prevent him from backing away. Even so, the two kissed and fell together on the table behind them.
The body overlapped up and down, and Shang Hao was satisfied to find that this was more convenient, and Lin Anran below was kissed to the point of chaos.
Before getting to know Shang Hao, he didn't know that the tongues and mouths of two people could have so many tricks. They were sticky, warm and dark. The other party's tongue swept over his upper jaw, entangled his tongue, and bit his lips together.
When kissing, he could feel his cheeks warming up like never before, and his body was slightly numb, his heart was beating fast all the time, and certain impulsive hormones were constantly produced in his body, tirelessly urging him to go deeper and deeper. some.
Lin Anran felt that he should be hypoxic, and Shang Hao would forget himself as soon as he touched his body.
When he tasted the smell of blood in his mouth, he frowned and retreated from Lin Anran, and all of a sudden he saw the wound and blood on Lin Anran's lips.
Lin Anran's lips bleed a lot, the scarlet color dyed the entire lower lip, and it continued to leak out.
The Shang Hao on his body was squeezed in a moment, and he dragged him to find paper towels and turned the medicine box, holding a band-aid to stick to Lin Anran's mouth.
"Just apply some lipstick," Lin Anran said.
In fact, it's not all Shang Hao's fault. Lin Anran has the problem of chewing on her lips when she becomes anxious. Over time, the skin is chewed and thinned, and she loves to bleed at every turn.
He himself sometimes bites and bleeds himself, just press it with a tissue.
Lin Anran tilted his head and watched Shang Hao sitting next to him looking through the medicine box. The frowning brow has never been let go.
It's already past Shang Hao's usual point of going out.
He put the band-aid in his hand to Lin Anran's mouth without saying a word. Lin Anran's head was pushed back and pulled back again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He looked at Lin Anran.
The hand touched his face lightly before leaving.
Lin Anran looked at him too, and didn't know how to open his mouth.
"I've said that, you can tell me whatever you want." Shang Hao sighed, there was no way he could do it: "If it hurts, you need to know it, of course."
I don't know who taught him, Lin Anran didn't have any sense of resistance when he was with him. Good is good, he won't say objections, he doesn't have his own ideas, and he won't talk about pain. Many times he is quiet.
Unhappy, retracted into the shell, and digested slowly by himself like the day before yesterday.
This has great disadvantages. It is important to clearly express your needs when dealing with people.
Although he tried his best to make Lin Anran happy, he sometimes didn't know what Lin Anran was thinking and why he was upset. He seemed to accompany a volute.
Shang Hao just hoped that he could speak in front of him, but he didn't want to force him.
Shang Hao thought a lot, and in the end he just reached out and pressed the strange band-aid on Lin Anran's face.
...
The position of the band-aid is very strange. Lin Anran uncovered it himself this afternoon.
In the afternoon, Lin Anran received a sudden message and sent it to him: "Lin Anran, I will see you later!"
Lin Anran who suddenly received this message was dumbfounded, first nervous, then anxious.
Usually he and Ting Ting only maintain a fixed contact frequency, that is, on the delivery date and when there is a new job, the friend of Ting Ting is stocked at other times.
I don't want to meet people, I don't want to. Lin Anran quickly pounded back in time: "Don't come."
The phone vibrated, and a new message came right after the one he sent.
[Thumping: I'm here, open the door]
Lin Anran:! !
At this time, it was only less than five minutes before the first message sent! It's hard not to believe that this man has no premeditated!
Lin Anran is about to scratch his head. The only friend who knows him well, it's a good idea. It doesn't give him too much time to commit crimes. He came up to face the storm.
Moreover, he spotted Lin Anran's thin-skinned person, and would not refuse, so he was embarrassed to leave him outside.
As long as he pounded and gave Lin Anran a little more time, he could think of excuses, such as not being home in the afternoon.
But now, Lin Anran, who is at home, took a deep breath and another deep breath, stepping on her slippers nervously to open the door under the urging of the thumping message.
Across a door, he was still trying to send a message to discuss with Daping: "Can we go to the cafe downstairs?"
A pounding voice shouted to him outside: "What are you talking about, Lin Anran! I'm here!"
Lin Anran took another deep breath. He opened the door, and the pounding and enthusiastic voice squeezed in with his people.
"An Ran! Oh! My good friend!"
"Look what I brought you!"
The pounding is big, Lin Anran stepped back a few steps to make way for him in the hallway, and a bag of things was eagerly stuffed in his hand.
This is surprising. This is the first time I have come to see him empty-handed. He actually brought a gift. The packaging is pretty high-end.
It looks like a high-end brand of chocolate, the kind that is re-sold by gram. It's hard for me to take such an expensive gift.
"It's precious and precious!" Tapping used two words "expensive" to emphasize its preciousness, and said: "Now only such things are worthy of your current status."
Lin Anran: ...Why doesn't he know his current status?
Lin Anran took slippers and let him in.
However, he was standing in the hallway with a look of longing, his eyes were staring at the other pair of slippers at the door.
Lin Anran looked in his direction, and the whole person became nervous again.
It is not the pair of slippers that is being examined on the ground, but himself.
"Is this the big guy's slippers?" He rubbed his excited hands and lowered his head to exchange for the slippers Lin Anran had brought him, but his eyes were still looking at the ordinary household slippers.
"Yes." Lin Anran replied bitterly, and couldn't help but pull the thumping clothes weakly to let him enter the house.
Fortunately, only a pair of slippers, I can't see anything. Sit down on the sofa with a pounding, legs held together and held together, seemingly afraid of offending the majesty of the boss in this house.
Lin Anran:...
Although he was slow, he still found out that today's pounding was really wrong.
Even if he brought a gift, he didn't dare to make a loud noise even when he drank water, and his attitude towards him was inexplicably more respectful.
Lin Anran had to ask him directly: "What are you doing here?"
After hearing these words, I saw a "Hi" and I sat down a little closer: "Look at what you said, isn't this a relationship? The friendship between the two of us, let me see if you are not. Is it normal?"
Lin Anran felt that the pounding today was not quite right, and was scared.
It doesn't matter if he sits, he is holding the water glass and looking around, seeing Lin Anran next to him in a panic, always afraid that he will see some clues in the next moment.
He asked Lin Anran, "The clothes on the hanger are Shang Hao's clothes? Can I go and take a look?"
Lin Anran replied nervously: "No."
"Oh, okay." Fortunately, Typing has become accustomed to Lin Anran's temper. He did not ask, but paid tribute to the coat from a distance.
Lin Anran's small home is just this big. After watching it all round, he withdrew his gaze somewhat inexplicably.
Originally wanted to hear Lin Anran talk more about the boss, but this person is a saw-mouthed gourd, and he couldn't ask anything, so he gave up in a daze.
Until he finally stopped turning his head to look around the room, Lin Anran's tense and fragile nerves were finally able to relax slightly.
The pounding person sitting in his house now was enough to make him feel insecure, it felt like something was squeezed into his volute.
Thumping chatted with Lin Anran, chatting for a while. The atmosphere is not warm enough, mainly because the wood next to him, Lin Anran, has too few words, and he just bounces out one by one.
"Don't you taste the chocolate I brought you?" asked him poundingly: "It's super delicious."
Lin Anran said yes, got up and took the chocolate bag that had just been put in the refrigerator.
He went back to get the chocolate. Ting Ting took the initiative to unpack the complicated box outside the chocolate. At this moment, the mobile phone in Lin Anran's pocket suddenly vibrated.
He usually draws and draws, and most of his mobile phones are turned on silent. At this time, Lin Anran took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, his heart stopped beating in fright, and immediately hung up the phone with eyesight and hands.
Thumping and complaining: "More than two hundred a gram, can this thing be promoted to the immortal? Just this actually has to line up! Oh my god..."
Lin Anran couldn't come yet, and he finished muttering there, turning her head to look for Lin Anran, "Why are you standing there? Come and sit down."
"I"
Lin Anran only said one word, and the phone that hadn't been quiet in his hand for a long time began to shake like a soul. When he was nervous, he glanced down subconsciously.
"Is it a phone?"
The pounding round body turned around on the sofa, looking at what he was looking at.
Lin An then took a step back.
"You answer it, don't worry about me." He said strangely. He thought of something, and his eyes suddenly became clear: "Wait, is it Shang Hao's call?! Is it right?!"
... This person is full of Shang Hao, so he really got it right.
Lin Anran: "It's not him..."
His throat was dry at this time, his head was empty, and he couldn't think of anything else.
Lin Anran has now accepted the reality. Some things related to Shang Hao may be hallucinations in his mind.
For example, the signature on the painting last night, such as a photo of two people together, such as the phone in his hand. What he sees is not necessarily what others see.
The reason Lin Anran wanted to hide Shang Hao from the very beginning was that he had no confidence in himself. He will definitely be dismantled, and will be looked at with another look.
The opposite pound did not see his cell phone. He is particularly interested in "Shang Hao" on the opposite side of the phone.
He smiled and said to Lin Anran: "Do you look like you can lie? Take it, I promise to be quiet and not disturb you."
Lin Anran froze in his pounding gaze, he squeezed the phone tightly.
The two looked at each other and asked strangely: "Can't you pick it up?"
"No." Lin Anran said.
His fingers were numb because of the high tension, he pressed the switch in his pocket, and put the phone to his ear under the pounding gaze.
"Of course," the call was connected, and Shang Hao's familiar voice came from the receiver: "Why didn't you answer the call just now?"
His voice appeared for the first time in a world where a third person was present, and Lin Anran felt a sense of time and space in a daze.
"Are you okay?" Shang Hao's voice asked him in his ear.
But hearing his calm voice, Lin Anran didn't seem to be so nervous anymore.
Thumping is watching him. Although he wanted to come over to listen very much, he still held it back. His eyes were calm, not unusual, and curious.
Lin Anran said, "It's okay."
Shang Hao: "I bought something, and someone will deliver it to your door later. Just open the door for them, and don't worry about the others."
Lin Anran was still in a trance: "Oh..."
He was afraid of revealing himself, so he avoided the pounding eye contact before. But at this time he couldn't help but go back and watch the pounding.
Shang Hao still couldn't rest assured: "I'll go back later."
Lin Anran responded quickly: "No."
No, don't come back, they will arrest you. The farther you run, the better.
He wants to protect Lin Fenran.
"I see." Shang Hao said: "Of course, remember to apply lipstick, I love you too."
...In fact, it doesn't seem to be terrible. Thumping is looking at him while he is talking to Shang Hao.
Lin Anran's mood went from tense to erratic, and just now, Shang Hao's voice said that I love you too, soothing like a big warm hand in his ear.
Shang Hao hasn't said that I love you since that day, he has always said that I love you too.
I hung up the phone and asked him, "Are you busy?"
Lin Anran walked up to him and sat down, and she was much calmer. He said, "No."
"Okay," he said without asking too much, "I'm eating chocolate."
Lin Anran said yes. His mood at the moment is very delicate. At the critical moment just now, there was a strangeness. A new emotion was about to break through the soil and grow, rustling the soil in his heart. He didn't know what he wanted to do.
"You choose first, what kind of flavor do you want," Counting the flavors of chocolate in the same way: "This is 70% black truffle, this is Baileys sweet white truffle, what kind of red wine is this..."
Lin Anran listened to his voice, and she was lost when she didn't realize it.
He recalled what had happened just now.
He figured it out. What if Shang Hao is probably just Lin Fenran, Lin Anran felt that he could protect him.
He can bear those gazes himself. But he didn't want Lin Anran to be looked at with that kind of gaze.
He is not powerful, even more cowardly and selfish than others, but the way to become powerful quickly is to have someone who wants to protect.
Thumping was ready to leave after eating chocolate at Lin Anran's house. He didn't originally want to see Shang Hao this time, he didn't have the guts, just came here to get rich.
Lin Anran sent Tycoon out of the house. When changing shoes, he heard a knock on the door outside, and an unfamiliar voice outside said: "Hello, is anyone home? Sufeng will serve you."
Lin Anran then remembered that he had forgotten something important, and Shang Hao called to tell him that someone wanted to bring something to his home.
Touched his shoulder: "Hey, go and open the door for someone."
Lin Anran went past the pounding and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, the two inside were shocked by the huge box outside.
It's not an ordinary express box. What kind of express box will be firmly nailed with a circle of wood.
And the supporting services are in place. The courier was standing next to the box, and there were two installers with tool boxes next to it.
Stunned by the battle, he muttered: "What did you buy..."
The two people standing in the hallway couldn't move in, so they had to step back in so that the family could move in. The fearful Lin Anran couldn't speak, and he had to be enthusiastic and pounded, helping to direct the transportation, put the receipt in Silin Anran's hand, and then filled the courier boy with a bottle of water.
The two installation masters began to ding-dong and unpacking the box. After they were busy, they couldn't bear to leave after being pounded. They squatted in the living room of Lin Anran's house and waited to watch the excitement.
"What did you buy?" he asked Lin Anran.
"...I didn't buy it."
"Oh!" The thumping gossip soul burst into flames: "Shang Hao bought it?"
Lin Anran: "Yes."
Lin Anran wanted to cry without tears. He remembered about the credit card before, and he forgot to check it. One inadvertently carried him and bought something again.
It's so difficult to raise, he can't afford to raise qaq.
The installation master was busy for a while, and finally assembled an extremely high-end and cool treadmill in the living room of Lin Anran's home.
A treadmill actually needs two masters to install! I don't know why I feel so passionate at this moment, maybe this is the power of money!
Originally, the living room of Lin Anran's house looked good, not big or small, but after putting down this big guy, it turned out to be a bit narrow.
It should be Shang Hao who recently watched him work out, so he arranged it for him.
Fortunately, his family is young, otherwise according to his understanding of Shang Hao, Shang Hao wouldn't be unable to do things like setting up a gym in his house.
The master asked them at last: "This will be all installed. The warranty card and manual are there. If the box is not needed, we will take it downstairs. Is there anything else I need?"
Lin Anran hesitated to say something but stopped: Well, which phone call should I call for the return......
Thumping: "No more, no more! Thank you, the master has worked hard."
Thumping water for the two masters and sending them out. After I came back, I touched this treadmill non-stop, and my eyes were full of envy.
He cast a look at Lin Anran in the distance, and saw that he didn't come in vain today, wouldn't he just get dog food?
But Lin Anran looked at the treadmill from a distance, worried.
Families that are not wealthy have suffered even worse because of the addition of this big item.
In the second half of his life, he won't have to bear debts that he shouldn't be born at his age.
