Floating Life Half Awake GL

next day

After the master finished his lecture, Cen Nan began to practice by himself.

When Xia Lan walked to the door of the study, she saw the little man who was sitting behind the desk and writing seriously, with a smile unconsciously creeping up the corner of his eyes, without making a sound, he just walked in so quietly, holding his hand The things in the bag were put on the table beside him, and then he walked gently to the side and rear of Cen Nan.

Cen Nan didn't realize it, he fixed his eyes on the rice paper under his hands, carefully adjusted the strength of the pen in his hand, and then wrote, with a horizontal stroke, a stroke, and a stroke, each stroke was written with extra care, although it was still thick and thin. It's different, but at least there is no cloud of ink.

There was only the last stroke left, Cen Nan couldn't help exhaling lightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he adjusted his posture slightly, and just about to put down the last stroke, there was a "click", a lump The ink splashed down, and then quickly blurred.

With a frown, the cheeks on both sides also swelled up, and the eyes were full of annoyance and helplessness, as well as a little anxiety.

I stared at the ball of ink for a while, sighed, then picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink again. I was about to write again, but a voice from heaven came to my ear, "Let's take a break and write again."

Cen Nan raised his head subconsciously, and saw Xia Lan standing beside him, with the usual gentle smile on his face, and his little face flushed instantly.

Looking at his crooked masterpiece, he put down the pen in his hand, jumped off the chair, and saluted Xia Lan respectfully, "Sister Lan, when did you come over?"

Xia Lan took the wet towel from Man'er and wiped Cen Nan's hands carefully, then led her to sit on the couch beside her.

"I only came here for a while. I saw that Nan'er was writing seriously, so I didn't call you. Come, write with some refreshments."

Cen Nan looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Xia Lan handed her, paused, and just took it, "Thank you, Sister Lan."

Without much hesitation, Cen Nan put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and found that it seemed to be different from yesterday's, as if it was not so sweet, although it was still too sweet for Cen Nan.

These subtle hints from Cen Nan fell into Xia Lan's eyes, and Xia Lan handed her a cup of Yuqian tea that she had poured.

"How, is it delicious?"

"Yum, delicious"

After that, Xia Lan gave Cen Nan another piece of hibiscus cake. After tasting it, Cen Nan found that it was much lighter than yesterday.

After eating the hibiscus cake in his hand, Cen Nan drank two more glasses of water, and then did not touch the other cakes on the plate.

"Nan'er finished eating?"

Cen Nan nodded, "It's finished."

Xia Lan understood, "Then Nan'er will continue to practice calligraphy, and Sister Lan will go back first."

As soon as Xia Lan came out of the study with the remaining pastries, she saw Mo Yi and Mo Er who were quietly waiting not far away. After signaling them to follow with her eyes, she raised her foot and walked to the other side.

After returning to the room on the other side, Xia Lan just turned around and looked at the two, "How?"

Mo Yi and Mo Er knelt down on one knee, bowed their heads slightly and replied respectfully, "Back to the princess, those two are from a family named Gu in the south of the city, the older one is called Qin Sang, and the younger one is called Gu Yehong." , is the granddaughter of Qin Sang. The Gu family has a good family background. Qin Sang has a son and a daughter. The eldest son works as a shopkeeper in the Qipin Building. He has two sons and a daughter. The second daughter married to a silk seller named Sun , she has a son and a daughter, yesterday, Qin Sang was going to take Gu Yehong to see her two daughters."

It seems that it is indeed just the resemblance to the person Nan'er cares about.After Xia Lan thought about it for a while, she had an idea in her mind.

"I see, you guys go down"

Xia Lan turned around and sat down on the chair, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth, "Man'er, come here."

Man'er stepped forward as she said, and after Xia Lan explained in detail what she was going to do, she asked her to back down.

Looking at the remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake held between two fingers, it seems that it is still too sweet for Nan'er.

At night, when Leng Zongmu returned to his room after taking a bath, he saw Xia Lan sitting under the lamp and threading needles.

"Who is Lan'er making clothes for?"

"Nan'er," Xia Lan replied without raising her head.

Leng Zongmu sat down beside him and looked at Xia Lan who was focused, "Since Nan'er came, Lan'er has no one else in his eyes or heart."

Hearing this, Xia Lan finally raised her head, with a trace of teasing in her gentle eyes, "Third brother, are you jealous of Nan'er?".

"Yes", Leng Zongmu pretended to be "distressed", "I almost have no place in Lan'er's heart and eyes, and Nan'er is the same. Obviously I knew her early, but But she is closer to you, Lan'er, could it be that,,, I was born too fierce?".

Xia Lan couldn't help laughing, "Oh~ maybe it is."

"..." Leng Zongmu looked helplessly at Xia Lan and smiled affectionately, "Yes, it's all my fault. It's not too early now, Lan'er don't do it, don't be tired Broken eyes, go to bed early and rest."

"Look, what I'm saying now is of no use to Lan'er," Leng Zongmu said as he stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Lan, "Okay, let's do it tomorrow, or let Man'er and the others do it , or go to Yinsifang and buy some clothes for Nan'er."

Being hugged by Leng Zongmu like this, Xia Lan couldn't move both arms, so she could only stop the movement in her hands, and gave someone a sideways glance, "No, Nan'er doesn't like ordinary women. Clothes, but I don’t like purely men’s robes, so it’s better for me to do it myself.”

"Have you figured out what kind of style she likes, Lan'er?" Leng Zongmu asked slightly in surprise.

Xia Lan frowned, and gave Leng Zongmu a "satisfied" look, "That's natural."

Leng Zongmu was taken aback for a moment, and then his normally majestic face suddenly collapsed, "Is Lan'er serious? I spent more time with her than you two, but even today I still can't figure out her temperament." , like what".

Seeing someone who rarely showed a frustrated look, the smile on the corner of Xia Lan's lips couldn't help but grow bigger.

"In the final analysis, you big men are still too big-hearted and not careful enough."

"Yes, Lan'er taught me the right lesson, but Nan'er's child is indeed different from other children"

"This is indeed"

"By the way, how is her homework?"

Hearing this, Xia Lan's eyes couldn't help shining brightly, "Master still praised her in front of me today, saying that she is talented and intelligent, she can understand a little bit, and she will have great success in the future."

Seeing Xia Lan smiling so happily, Leng Zongmu also laughed, but there seemed to be other thoughts hidden in those dark eyes.

"It would be nice if it was a boy"

Leng Zongmu murmured, but Xia Lan heard it clearly, his body froze first, and then the smile on his face quickly subsided, "Even if Nan'er is really a man, the third brother shouldn't have such thoughts." .

On the second day, after the teacher left after teaching, Xia Lan came in with a plate of snacks like yesterday.

Cen Nan didn't say much, and ate it directly, but when he took the first bite, he found that it was different from what he ate yesterday, the taste was much lighter, and it was more and more in line with her taste, so, Today Cen Nan ate two yuan more than the previous few days.

"How does Nan'er think today's cakes are compared to those of the previous two days?"

"Well, the same soft and delicious, but I prefer today's taste, not so sweet"

"What does Nan'er think of the sweetness now?" Xia Lan said as she took out a white silk scarf from her arms, and then naturally wiped off the pastry crumbs stuck to Cen Nan's mouth.

Cen Nan, who was about to speak back, started to stutter because of Xia Lan's action, "Well, it's pretty, okay, it's still, a little bit sweet."

What lingers in the nostrils is a faint fragrance that neither resembles the fragrance of pastries nor the fragrance of flowers. It is refreshing, and Cen Nan's heart starts beating uncontrollably. He is afraid that Xia Lan will subconsciously hold it when he hears it. Breathing, but never thought that Xia Lan raised her head suddenly, and her face turned red again as if she had a guilty conscience.

"Does Nan'er feel hot?"

"Ah?", Cen Nan raised his head blankly, and saw that pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak were smiling at the moment, "It's, it's okay."

After saying that, Cen Nan jumped off the couch, saluted Xia Lan and said, "Thank you sister Lan, I, I will continue to practice calligraphy."

Looking at Cen Nan's small back, the smile in Xia Lan's eyes involuntarily deepened, and even the roots of her ears turned red, which really made her cuter.

Xia Lan knew that Cen Nan would not be able to concentrate on practicing here, so she sat down for a while and then got up and left. Before leaving, she took the remaining cakes away.

"It seems that we need to make it lighter tomorrow."