my god is fiance

Yan Lan couldn't laugh or cry immediately, she didn't know whether to let go or continue to hug, but Xiao Ye's body was very warm, it felt so comfortable to hug like this, it really made people reluctant to leave, Yan Lan simply didn't move, looked up at him With one glance, he said, "Did I make you wake up early? What time is it?"

Xiao Ye reached out and took a look at the mobile phone on the bedside table: "Twenty past six."

"It's so early," Yan Lan yawned, "Let's sleep a little longer."

"En." Xiao Ye closed his eyes and said.

Yan Lan was still hugging Xiao Ye, this was the first time this person was still beside him when he woke up in the morning, it felt very warm, Yan Lan found that she really liked hugging him like this

I don't know how long it took Yan Lan to feel sleepy again, but in a daze, she felt that Xiao Ye pulled his hand and sat up, and opened her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to get up." Xiao Ye said as he lifted the quilt and got down to the ground.

"You..." Yan Lan took a look at her phone, "It's only 06:30!"

"That's right, I wake up at 06:30 every day, and I'm going to work." Xiao Ye stood by the bed and looked at him, "I don't have any holidays, unlike your military training which can be canceled as soon as it rains. "

Yan Lan stuck out her tongue: "Brother Xiao, you have worked too hard."

Xiao Ye waved his hand: "It's not hard, you can continue to sleep."

After he left, Yan Lan still felt a little deserted in the quilt, and fell asleep again unconsciously. When she was woken up by the usual alarm clock, the rain was still very hot, and she didn't know when it would stop. He thought that at least the military training in the morning should be nothing to do, but he should call Zhao Yu to make sure.

Thinking of this, Yan Lan took the phone and dialed Zhao Yu's number, thinking that this kid should be sleeping soundly now, and it took a long time before she heard Zhao Yu's vague voice saying, "What are you doing?" ah……"

It's no wonder the boy was full of anger when he slept alone in the inner room, Yan Lan suppressed a smile and asked him if he wanted military training.

"I'm still training you, the instructor hasn't woken up in such a heavy rain, you can continue to sleep with your fiancé, ha." Zhao Yu hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Yan Lan put the phone back and laughed uncontrollably under the quilt. It would be great if her fiancé really slept with him, but it's not bad now, he can sleep as much as he wants until he wakes up naturally.

Yan Lan didn't get up until nine o'clock, and it was still raining. He was very happy. After breakfast, he was about to go back to his room to surf the Internet, but he saw Xiao's father coming out of the room in the corridor.

"Uncle." Yan Lan called out.

"Oh, Xiao Lan," Xiao's father smiled, "I don't need military training today, right?"

"En!" Yan Lan nodded.

"Have you had breakfast? Then come to my room and play chess with me." Father Xiao said happily.

"I've eaten, but I can only play backgammon, checkers and military chess." Yan Lan said hesitantly.

"That's fine." Father Xiao immediately beamed with joy, "You can play any kind of chess."

Yan Lan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go over. His chess skills were at most at the level of the general public. Chess sucks, and he doesn't know Go at all. It should not be enough for the old man to move his fingers.

Ever since Father Xiao handed over the company to Xiao Ye, he would not interfere in non-major events. He lived a leisurely life every day, just drinking tea and fishing with his old friends. Today is probably because of the rain. bored at home.

Xiao's father let Yan Lan into the room and said in the back: "I was bored and wanted to go out for a walk. I happened to see you. No one at home played chess with me. Today we happened to play a few games."

Yan Lan had a smile on her face, but she felt ashamed in her heart, thinking that there is no difference between not going down and not going down with me.

Father Xiao's room was not like Xiao Ye's. Although the floor was still clean, there were still clothes on the chairs, and there were unfinished books on the desk, which seemed more humane. There was something hanging on the wall. Yan Lan looked curiously. Look, this is, a photo?

It's a photo, or a very retro brown photo. Yan Lan was immediately excited when he saw the characters in the photo. This is a group photo of three people. The man on the left is the handsome and extraordinary Father Xiao who is 20 years younger. It was Xiao Ye, who was only seven or eight years old, who was cute but insisted on keeping a cold face. In the middle was a long-haired foreign woman with a high nose bridge and beautiful eyes like jewels.

"This is," Yan Lan subconsciously said, "Brother Xiao's mother?"

"Yes." Father Xiao also looked at the photo behind him, "Xiao Ye took it when he was a child, and it has been 18 years now."

"It's so beautiful." Yan Lan praised sincerely.

The woman's long hair is beautiful, her temperament is elegant and her hair is full of hair, and her face is designed by nature, which will never lose to any foreign stars that Yan Lan knows.Xiao Ye looks like his mother, it should be said that he looks like his mother when he was a child, and even more so when he grows up.

Yan Lan knew that Xiao Ye lost his mother when he was eight years old, and his mother was still a foreigner, so Yan Lan would not mention his mother in front of him, and it was the first time she knew his mother's appearance, and it was only like this Only a beautiful woman can give birth to such a beautiful child.

Yan Lan admired it for a long time before she looked away and looked at another photo on the wall. There were also three people. One was more mature and should be Father Xiao five years ago, and the other was Yan Lan didn't know a very beautiful Chinese woman, and the other was a young man whose face was almost carved out of the same mold as Xiao's father, even more delicate. The three of them smiled happily at the camera.

"Who is this?" Yan Lan couldn't help asking.

"It's Xiao Ye's eldest brother, named Xiao Ying, and the one next to him is his mother."

"Oh." Yan Lan nodded, "Brother Xiao is really handsome, he looks like Uncle."

"Thank you." Father Xiao said as he took out a chess box that looked like military chess, "Let's play chess."

"Ah, good," Yan Lan managed to look away from the photo, looked at Father Xiao with a guilty conscience and said, "Uh, Uncle, I basically forgot all the rules of military chess, do you mind telling me about it? ?”

"Okay, no problem." Father Xiao took out the chessboard and began to arrange the pieces.

Father Xiao seems to be fine as long as he has someone to play chess with, and he can talk about everything else. The two of them talked about the rules while playing. More than a dozen times, the two of them still had fun.

Two hours later, it was time for lunch, and the rain had almost stopped. After playing a game of chess, Yan Lan stretched, stood up and said, "It looks like we're going to start military training again in the afternoon."

"Military training is good." Father Xiao put away the chess pieces, with a smile on his face, "Young people should exercise more."

"By the way, uncle," Yan Lan knelt down to help Xiao's father clean up, and said, "Do you have any photos of Brother Xiao when he was a child?"

"What?" Xiao's father gave him a playful look, "Didn't Xiaoye show you his previous photos?"

"He's too busy," Yan Lan stuck out her tongue, "We haven't had time to talk about looking at the photos. Didn't you see them today? If you want them, please lend them to me."

Father Xiao smiled and stood up: "Okay, I'll look for it for you."

Father Xiao took out a photo album from a cabinet and handed it to Yan Lan: "It's all about him."

Yan Lan took it and immediately opened it. He was delighted to see the photos on it. They were all Xiao Ye's age. Some were running, jumping, and even crying. Of course, most of the photos were in laugh.

Xiao Ye was very good-looking when he was a child, and his smile was even more adorable, but it's a pity that the adult man has never shown a smile in front of Yan Lan.

"Uncle," Yan Lan flipped through the photos without looking up, "Give me this photo album."

"Hey," Father Xiao was obviously displeased, "I also like this album very much, and I often look at it when I have nothing to do."

"I beg you," Yan Lan stood up holding the photo album, and took a few steps back as if she was afraid that Xiao's father would reach out to snatch it, "I will come over to play chess with you when I have time, and let me know when you want to see the photo album , I’ll play chess with you, how about it?”

"You child," Xiao's father smiled, "Okay, I'll give it to you. Oh, by the way, this photo album is regarded as black history by Xiao Ye, so try not to read it in front of him."

"Yessir!" Yan Lan flew away like holding a baby.

Back in the bedroom, Yan Lan threw herself on the bed and opened the photo album. Xiao Ye on it made him like it no matter how he looked at it. To keep a straight face is like the whole world owes him money.

Yan Lan remembered Xiao's father's words, Xiao Ye thought this photo album was black history, well, this is normal, Yan Lan also has a childhood photo album, and his mother liked to read it very much, but when he saw it himself, he was called out by that scumbag back then. The little chubby puff was so thunderous that it was tender on the outside.

"Xiaolan," Xiao's father knocked on the door, "come out for dinner soon."

"Here we come!" Yan Lan jumped up, and didn't close the photo album, thinking of continuing to look after eating.

After lunch, Yan Lan bid farewell to Xiao's father and returned to the bedroom. Sure enough, he received a text message from Zhao Yu informing him that he would go to military training in the afternoon. He carefully turned Xiao Ye's photo album from beginning to end and put it in the cabinet with satisfaction. Xiao Ye divided the cabinet for him. Half of the positions are also guaranteed not to turn around.

Although the rain stopped in the afternoon and the weather was still cold, Yan Lan put on the long-sleeved camouflage jacket and felt that this was the most comfortable weather in the past few days on the playground.

Now that the military training has not yet started, Yan Lan chatted with Zhao Yu for a while and heard him say: "By the way, the class just issued a notice in the morning, and our college is holding a welcome party and we are calling hosts and actors. Are you interested?" Is it?"

"Do you have any?" Yan Lan asked him back.

"Yes," Zhao Yu said, "You see, I have a good voice, I sing well, I sing well, and I look handsome, and I want to improve at the end of the semester. I heard from my seniors that it's best to participate in activities like this. If you can't participate, you have to participate if you want to make a bad move."

"..." This person is really...

Yan Lan looked at him helplessly: "Then, let me have a chorus with you? I don't know how to host or anything, so let's try it with you then."

Zhao Yu made a gesture: "ok."

Yan Lan's singing level is actually similar to that of playing chess. He has no professional training, and he will be at the end if he doesn't get out of tune. Zhao Yu is better than him in this respect. girls.

As for hosting, at most he knew that the voice should be louder when hosting.