Quick wear said it was unique

Xu Ruolan wore a light purple knee-length princess dress, stepped on a pair of flat-soled light-colored idiuxin custom-made shoes, stood on the ladder, clasped her hands in front of her belly, and said nervously and shyly to Luo Menghui: "Okay, does it look good? "

Luo Menghui looked up, looked at her from a distance, and smiled slightly: "Very beautiful, very suitable for you."

Xu Ruolan took a few steps happily, looked down at her own toes, and hesitated: "I'm not used to wearing high heels yet, so I didn't wear the shoes you prepared, will you blame me?"

Luo Menghui brushed lightly on her hair: "This is also very good, let's go, the car is ready."

"Oh." Xu Ruolan's heart finally fell, she pursed her lips and smiled, and put her hand in his.

The car drove into a black coffee villa.

A woman with exquisite makeup and elegant temperament, a 60-year-old man with smooth hair, a 20-year-old woman with gorgeous facial features, and a 30-year-old man in a suit and leather shoes all stood at the door to greet them.

Luo Menghui has met these people more or less several times: Xu Shaocheng's wife Bai Lu, Xu Shaocheng, Xu Ruoqing, Xu Junmu.

"Oh, Menghui, Xiaolan, you are here." Bai Lu smiled and took Xu Ruolan's hand, her tone was gentle and graceful: "I finally look forward to you coming."

"Mom." Xu Ruolan blushed and showed her an innocent smile: "Father, brother, sister."

Luo Meng smiled back and rolled her eyes: "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, eldest brother, eldest sister, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Xu Shaocheng forced a kind smile on his face, and waved his hands again and again: "What are you waiting for, we are all a family, you don't have to be so polite when you dream back."

"Father-in-law said yes."

Xu Ruoqing secretly gritted her silver teeth. Seeing Xu Ruolan's shy and happy appearance, he looked away bitterly. If... If her plan succeeded that day, then Mrs. Luo would be her now!but......

She looked at the handsome man Yan Yanfeng with a smile on her face, her smile was cute, and her voice was magnetic and charming: "Little sister, brother-in-law."

It's not too late now.

Seeing Xu Ruoqing's changes in his eyes, Xu Junmu evoked a meaningful smile. What can he, a younger sister, do?

Really looking forward to it.

After the greetings were over, Bai Lu politely and enthusiastically brought him into the living room. Luo Menghui signaled Du Wenyuan to bring the gift, and asked with some doubts, "Is the second brother and the third brother not here?"

Xu Shaocheng walked in front with his hands behind his back, and when he heard his words, he turned his head and said, "What third brother, Xiao Ze is several years younger than you, just call him by name. Xiao Xun is studying abroad now and has not come back."

Luo Meng replied with a smile.

There was helplessness in Bai Lu's eyes: "That kid, he spent all day in the studio and called him many times. Wait, I'll call him again."

Luo Menghui chuckled: "I heard that Jun Ze's painting skills are superb, and it must be earned by hard work day after day. Only by studying hard can you improve, so don't bother him."

Bai Lu feigned anger: "How can you spoil him like this, today is a day of great joy."

After Bai Lu said this, Luo Menghui didn't force it, and picked up a gift box from Du Wenyuan's arms, which looked like a painting: "It seems that he can't see the gift from the second brother, so please ask the mother-in-law to give the gift to you by the way." Bring it to Junze."

"Oh." Bai Lu covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Your eyesight must be unusual. Ze should like your gift very much. He has to come and thank you."

Luo Menghui divided up the gifts, and the atmosphere of coming and going gradually heated up.

Not long after, a young man in a white shirt came in. He was tall, handsome, with deep features, broad shoulders, long legs, long waist and thin waist. He didn't have European-style muscles or dark skin. The interior is immersed in art, his skin is extremely white, and he has a strange and alienated temperament.

His expression is indifferent, with that peculiar temperament, giving people an intuitive feeling that he doesn't welcome you.

He turned his gaze around, then fell on Luo Menghui, and sat down beside him spontaneously, with a little enthusiasm in his cold voice: "I like your paintings very much, do you have any more?"

Luo Menghui paused for a rare moment, then smiled gracefully: "Of course there are."

Xu Junze moved closer to him, although he didn't smile, but his brows and eyes were stretched, and he asked eagerly, "Can I borrow it from you?"

When Xu Shaocheng saw his youngest son, he knew that he was "sick" again, and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Jun Ze, please don't be rude."

Xu Junze didn't even give him a hand in the eyes, and asked tightly: "Is it okay?"

Luo Meng nodded back: "Yes, Junze, if you have time, you can come to my place at any time."

"Well, are you good at oil painting?"

"I'm not very good at it. I'm studying ink painting."

"Oh, that's it." Xu Junze was a little disappointed, and asked again: "Then why do you have such beautiful oil paintings?"

"Although Western painting is not my specialty, music has no borders, and so does painting. I am also somewhat interested in oil painting, so I collected some."

"Oh, so can I visit your gallery now?"

"There are no galleries, the collections stay in the collection rooms."

"Why?" Xu Junze was a little indignant, and seemed to disapprove of his actions.

Paintings that no one seems to appreciate are very wasteful, and he also feels this loneliness and resentment along with the paintings.

"A good painting should be seen and appreciated by all people, why should the pearl be covered with dust?"

Luo Meng looked back at his serious look, and laughed softly: "Then my collection will soon welcome the audience of Junze, where is the dust?"

Xu Junze pondered and found that this was really the case, so he became cheerful.

Xu Junze seemed to be very interested in Luo Menghui, uncharacteristically asked him a lot of things, until Xu Junze said to him during the meal: "I've heard of you, everyone said you are a noble son, you got rid of the vulgar taste people, behave very restrained."

Luo Menghui swallowed what was in his mouth, then wiped his mouth gracefully, and said: "It's just an outsider's hearsay, but Junze made you laugh."

"Me too, I don't like your smile."

The smile on Luo Menghui's mouth froze, and he said after returning to normal: "A smile can cover up everything, and it will be more convenient when dealing with things."

"You're a philistine." Xu Junze turned away from looking at him, and didn't talk to him anymore.

But his silence made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Xu Junze has always been straight-hearted. He is very silent in normal times. He is able to ignore all people or things with extraordinary talent. If people call, they will not take a step for days and nights.

But as long as you encounter something you are interested in, it will be very difficult. He will be full of momentum, completely control the right to speak, and can drain all the energy of the person, but he can't refuse it. Once he refuses, he will shoot at you. bombing.

Until the information you want has been asked, or you are suddenly not interested.

Of course, this kind of fanaticism is not often encountered, only once or twice a year, fortunately only once or twice.

After the meal was over, Xu Junze went straight to Huanglong: "When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"After lunch."

"En." Xu Junze nodded himself, and then said: "Remember to call me to see the painting." He walked away.

Bai Lu felt a little sorry, sighed, and explained to Luo Menghui: "Since the child came back from playing at his grandfather's house when he was young, he doesn't care about anything except oil paintings. That child has a straight temper, so don't give birth to him. angry."

Luo Menghui looked at the helplessness and love in her eyes, as well as the expression of pride and apology, and shook her head: "Jun Ze has a rare true temperament, and talking with him can relax a little."

Bai Lu snickered: "Ah Ze's stinky temper, how can he be really temperamental? Others are avoiding it."

Luo Meng smiled back and said nothing. Although they became in-laws, their relationship was not good enough to discuss Xu Junze's temper.

Bai Lu probably also understood what he was thinking, her eyes fell outside, her brows were furrowed, and she couldn't stop worrying.

"You, don't sit here, ask Xiaolan to walk around with you to familiarize yourself with the environment, ah."

"it is good."

Her son-in-law is too polite.

Xu Junze never showed up until Luo Menghui stayed at Xu's house for one night, and when he was about to leave, he walked out of his studio. Looking at the unlocked car door, he opened it and sat down. Get to the co-pilot seat, and wait for the car to leave.

Seeing him like that, Xu Shaocheng was embarrassed again, he just didn't look at Luo Menghui.

Bai Lu patted his arm amusedly, then glared at Xu Junze, and then said: "Xiaolan, I'll come back often when I have time, since it's not far away anyway, remember to bring Menghui with you, don't marry me Come back and see us, you know?"

Xu Ruolan nodded, her nose was sore, she was about to cry.

Bai Lu laughed and wiped away her tears: "Silly boy, why are you crying?"

"......"

It's another round of greetings, but I don't mention it.

About to leave, Bai Lu said to Luo Menghui again: "Ah Ze is self-willed, Menghui, you will help me watch him tomorrow, so that he won't forget to eat and sleep, so what should he do, don't just let him go he."

Luo Meng nodded in agreement.

He returned with a bunch of gifts in return, and even took Xu Junze away with him.

Xu Junze is a very silent person, he doesn't talk much, he quietly watched Luo Menghui and Xu Ruolan get things done, and then looked at Luo Menghui quietly, like a ghost: "Didn't you say you want to bring Shall I go to see a painting?"

Luo Menghui handed him a glass of water with some distress: "You wait first."

Xu Junze nodded in agreement.

Luo Menghui knocked on the bedroom door, and said to Xu Ruolan with a pleasant face, "I'll take Junze to a house in the suburbs, and I won't be here tonight."

"Is it very far?" Xu Ruolan closed the book and asked worriedly.

"It's not far. Don't worry, it's fine."

"Oh." Xu Ruolan seemed to hesitate to speak, frowning lightly between her brows, she seemed very conflicted, she pondered for a while, and then carefully stopped him: "Meng, Menghui?"

"kindness?"

"I have class tomorrow, can I go to school?"

"Of course." Luo Menghui said, "Your studies can't be wasted either."

"En." Xu Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Study also requires a combination of work and rest. Go to bed early at night, and I will go first."

"Well...be careful on the road."

"kindness."