Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital.

Just when Lan Yunxi was feeling lost, Han Yue opened the door and came in.

Seeing that the little girl on the bed was awake, Han Yue took off his shoes and lay on her side again, and asked in a low voice: "Would you like to get up?"

Yunxi looked at her consort in bewilderment and said, "Brother Yue, I seem to have forgotten to give you extra points. I want to give you extra points for your performance. You already have 91 points."

He smiled and played with her hair, and put his palm on her head. The little girl's eyes were big, clear and bright, as if they could suck people in, "Okay, do you want to get up?"

he asked again

"No, give me a hug." There wasn't much time, and she would go back in four days. Lan Yunxi wanted to stick to Han Yue openly.

The little girl had to agree to such a simple request. She stretched her long arms forward and pulled the person down into her arms, hugging him and the quilt.

A muffled voice sounded in his arms, "Let's not go out today."

"It's up to you." He gently stroked the back of her head.

Pigeon Square in country a

Countless pigeons flew and landed, their white feathers seemed to be covered with a thick layer of snow, their eyes were like red agate, and their dark red feet stepped on the ground.

The pigeons were chirping incessantly. A girl with clavicle hair squatted in front of countless pigeons. The hair on one side of her face was all tucked behind her ears, revealing bare hoop earrings. The girl kept feeding the pigeons. She kept swaying, her tight-fitting top showed off her graceful waist, and her lower body was a pair of ripped jeans.

Squatting on the ground, she stretched out her fair and smooth arms and sprinkled a handful of pigeon food. In an instant, all the pigeons in the square were attracted to the girl and gathered around her. Their pointed red mouths nodded frequently and pecked the ground.

A well-dressed man in the distance pressed the freeze button on this beautiful scene, and there was a click.

A girl with a smile as warm as the sun squats on the ground, surrounded by a group of pigeons. The scene is as beautiful and comfortable as a picture.

In just a few steps, you can set your photo as a screen saver on your phone.

The girl turned her head with a smile, like a beam of light shining into the man's heart, her voice filled with joy, "Su Yu, look, this pigeon seems to be thanking me. Don't sit on the bench, come together." "

Hearing this, Su Yu stood up and took a look at the secretly taken photos, stuffed the phone into his pocket, walked to Han Guoguo, pulled off his casual trousers, and squatted down side by side, "Is there any more pigeon food? Do I want to buy some more?"

"No, I won't feed them after this point. Let's feed a little and others will feed a little more. I'm afraid I'll overfeed the pigeons, so I'll give you a little."

Su Yu: "..." He probably won't die. I haven't heard of a pigeon dying of death in so many years.

With that said, Han Guoguo took Su Yu's hand, spread it out with the palm of his hand facing up, put a little pigeon food on it, and signaled him to feed it.

Su Yu was happy to do these things with her, and found them very meaningful. His life had always been dull, and he acted according to his innermost feelings. In retrospect, it was quite a failure. There was nothing particularly meaningful.

After feeding the pigeons, Han Guoguo stood up. Perhaps she had been squatting for a long time and her legs were a little numb. After standing up, Han Guoguo did not move forward.

Keeping a strange movement, the corners of his mouth twitched, unable to say a word

Su Yu stood up after her. Seeing that she didn't move, he glanced down at her ripped pants and guessed that her legs were numb. The eldest lady had been squatting for more than half an hour. "My legs are numb."

"Well, a little. Maybe I've been squatting for a long time. If it's okay, I'll take it easy." At this moment, whenever Han Guoguo's legs move, it's like a lot of small bugs are moving inside. It's so numb that it feels like it's been amputated. It's very uncomfortable.

Nothing to say

Su Yu bent over and picked up Han Guoguo, carried her to a bench and sat down. He squatted in front of her again, "I'll press it for you."

"No need, it should be fine in a moment."

Being suddenly rejected, Su Yu thought it was because Guo Guo was embarrassed and awkward, so he thought about forgetting it.

Seeing that he was stunned, Han Guoguo was afraid that he would think too much, so she finally changed her mind and said, "You'd better press it for me, it's quite numb."

Han Guoguo was puzzled. How could she feel guilty for rejecting Su Yu? Prince Melancholy was really not his fault. She couldn't bear it when he was depressed. She, Han Guoguo, was bowed down by him.

Su Yu gently lifted Han Guoguo's legs and placed them on her half-crouched knees, massaging them through her pants.

"Has anyone ever said that you are a very warm and warm man?"

Han Guoguo looked at Su Yu who was massaging her gently and asked.

Su Yu said firmly: "No."

"Then what have others said about you, such as nicknames?" Han Guoguo, who likes to give others nicknames, is very curious about what kind of nickname Su Yu has. No one calls such a warm man a warm man.

Did no one say it or did no one say it to his face?

probably the latter

Su Yu recalled while massaging that he had not had much contact with girls. In the past, he often received love letters in the drawer, but no girls gave him nicknames. Qin Kai often said one word: melancholy prince.

"The Melancholy Prince was chosen by a man." That's an explanation.

Who is so talented and agrees with her thoughts? Han Guoguo continued to look at the man who was massaging seriously. He was really handsome. "The person who named you should be someone who often plays with you. It's very appropriate."

Su Yu said slowly, "My assistant has been with me for a long time. We are friends in private. I will bring you to meet me next time."

He really knows better than she does, so no wonder the nickname is so appropriate, "Okay, I'm not numb anymore, let's go to the next stop."

Han Guoguo retracted her legs, Su Yu stood up, sat next to her, turned her head and asked, "Where do you want to go? The pottery museum or Xiufangju."

Su Yu took the map guide and pointed at the recommended guide.

Since we’re here, we need to do something memorable, “Let’s go to the pottery museum.”

After deciding on a good place, the two took a taxi and came to the famous pottery museum in country A.

The price is relatively affordable, 150 yuan per person, which includes drawing, coloring and firing. m.xiumЬ

The teacher saw the two of them coming in holding hands. They were also well dressed. At first glance, they looked like a young master and a young lady from a wealthy family. They had to receive different people every day. After seeing it too many times, the temperament exuded by the real rich and the fake rich were: It can be seen

As long as you taste, look, and observe carefully

Teacher: "You two want to do something. Here is a picture album. You can choose."

As he said this, the waiter brought the album over. The two of them put their heads together and looked at each other. Because Guo Guo's hair was clavicle hair and always fell out. Su Yu immediately tucked her hair behind her ears when she saw it, pursed her lips and said nothing.

A ray of sunlight shone in, and the faint light hit the two of them, making them look particularly well-matched.

He stared at the picture album and thought about it again and again, and settled on one that was relatively good-looking, simple, and suitable for Su Yu. "Su Yu, why don't we make this Mi Li Feng's contrasting color cup? What do you think?"

Su Yu's original gaze was on Han Guoguo's face. After hearing this, he withdrew his gaze and glanced down at the album. One was a white cup with a coffee-colored hand, and the other was a grass-green cup with light green hands. Hold, very simple, very clean, "Okay."

"Teacher, let's decide on this, please." Han Guoguo politely handed over the album.

The teacher was also very polite: "Okay, let's explain in advance that the firing time of this cup is a bit long. You can't take it away immediately after making it today. It takes about 25 to 30 days. Can you two accept this?"

Su Yu glanced at Han Guoguo and nodded, "Okay."

Then the teacher personally led the two of them to a corner. Both of them seemed to be relatively well-educated. The discerning teacher specially arranged their positions in the corner, helped them lay out the clay, and taught them personally on one side.

Han Guoguo took two bibs and hooked her fingers towards Su Yu with one hand. Su Yu bent down in cooperation. Han Guoguo helped him put on the bibs, looked around his chest, and held his waist with both hands. Tie a rope behind

This is the first time that Han Guoguo hugs Su Yu like this, but at this moment, Han Guoguo just wants to play with clay. Her thoughts are very simple, she has no distracting thoughts, and she just wants to help tie a bib.

But Su Yu was different. His eyes were always on Han Guoguo from time to time. Today, Guoguo was particularly good-looking. The attentive and warm man also helped Han Guoguo tie her bib, but her back was turned to him. lean on his chest

The two are intimate

Each person has a seat, and the plate is spinning. Han Guoguo always keeps smiling. She is particularly happy when the dirt is on her hands. The smile at the corner of her mouth is even wider. Her white teeth feel reflective, and she is having a great time. Almost, like a child who has not grown up

Su Yu was feeling infected while sitting next to him, and his curves widened as well. He wanted this time to last forever.

A few hours later, both of them washed their hands, wrote down Su Yu's contact information at the front desk, and sent the things to Ji's Group

In the family manor, Lan Yunxi felt so safe being held by Han Yue that she fell asleep directly. But Han Yue could only lie on the bed with her.

It was almost noon when the little girl slowly woke up.

Feeling the movement in his arms, Han Yue said in a low voice, "Wake up."

I have to find something to do at home. I need to exercise at night and I feel a little lazy during the day and don’t want to go out. “Well, I’m a little hungry. Brother Yue, what should we do in the afternoon?”

In fact, it's okay not to go out. As long as Han Yue is by her side, Lan Yunxi is very satisfied.

Han Yue said calmly: "Anything is fine, what do you want to do?"

The little girl seemed to be thinking, her eyeballs kept rolling, and she frowned, as if she was having a hard time. Han Yue lay on one side without disturbing or talking. A few minutes later, Lan Yunxi excitedly picked up Han Yue's hand. Yue raised his hands in the air, "I'll teach you how to play the piano and draw in the afternoon."

After saying that, he still made gestures in the air like playing the piano and painting, as if there was a piano in front of him.

The children of the Han family don't have much artistic talent, they all develop naturally. Neither Sister Lu nor Brother Yu will specifically require them to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like other wealthy young masters, as long as they want to learn it themselves Just go and learn if you don’t want to learn, never force yourself to learn

Han Guoguo can dance but can't play the piano or draw. To be top-notch, it's buying weird gadgets and acting skills.

Han Yue chuckled, pinched her delicate little face, "It's up to you, get up and eat first."

"Okay, let me first think about where to start teaching you."

While the little girl was still thinking, Han Yue had already stood up, opened the door of the cloakroom, and leaned against the door frame, "Which one should I wear?"

I'm at home all day today, so I don't need to put on makeup or dress up too much. Let's be more casual. "That suit of sports shorts, the off-white one, the third one at the bottom."

Following Lan Yunxi's guidance, Han Yue found the clothes, took them off the cabinet and handed them to the little girl.

No matter how they communicated at night, the little girl would still be shy during the day and would be too embarrassed to take off her clothes openly in front of him. Han Yue understood, and exited the room wisely, closing the door carefully.