Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

After the meeting, Wei Yu searched for An Luo in the crowd, but there were so many people, crowded and noisy, that he didn't see An Luo after searching for a long time.

He shook his head and greeted the other teachers before leaving the school. The teachers behind thought he was going on a date and shouted loudly.

When he got out of the school gate, he saw Su Chen leaning on a high-end car, dressed casually, with his eyes lightly closed, seeming to be smiling but not imitating, looking like a playboy waiting for his girlfriend to finish class, I don't know how many eyes he attracted.

He raised the corners of his mouth towards Wei Yu who was walking over, and yawned lazily: "Why did it take you so long to come out?"

Wei Yu stopped in front of him and said with a smile: "I was delayed by some things, where are we going now?"

The two got into the car, and after starting the engine, Su Chen said, "Let's go to the previous hotel."

"Yeah." Wei Yu looked at the passing scenery outside, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stroked his chin with his fingers unconsciously, looking preoccupied.

Su Chen squinted at him, sighed silently, his hair that was too long was casually tied behind his back.

A pair of slender eyes, as slippery and lazy as a fox.

He looked forward again, and a faintly smiling voice sounded slowly: "What are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Wei Yu next to him frowned, and thoughtfully said: "Today, there is a student in class who performed... very exciting, but he is academic, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in literature and art, but today's performance made me feel very happy. I feel... a little familiar, I should have seen him somewhere before..."

"Oh, it's really so good? Even our teacher Wei praised it so much."

"Oh, how should I put it, he sang "Blur", I have heard many covers of this song, but his is quite unique, I can't tell you the specifics, although the pitch is not very well controlled, But I feel..." Wei Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled softly, seemingly gentle, he continued unhurriedly: "It's very interesting, it's not easy."

Su Chen pursed his lips, glanced at him, and tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel: "Really, let me hear if it's recorded."

He raised his chin slightly, his eyes were bright, and his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Wei Yu shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I forgot, I will introduce you to each other next time if I have a chance, oh yes, his name is An Luo."

"An Luo? Is that the classmate you said last time that he was going to participate in the National Amateur Performance Competition?" Su Chen blinked, in a good mood, and put one hand on Wei Yu's shoulder, looking affectionate.

Wei Yu was startled, and hurriedly said: "Su Chen, pay attention, driving like this is too dangerous!"

Su Chen evilly raised the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything else. He sat upright and looked at his watch: "After eating, go out and make an appointment, if you have time."

Wei Yu glanced at him, was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay."

The atmosphere in the restaurant is very good, with orange lights and melodious violin music.

The waiter poured red wine for the two, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing, and then stepped aside respectfully.

Su Chen took out some cash and dismissed him, then raised the transparent goblet and shook it lightly, his gestures were full of aristocratic air, with a casual smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes gradually moved to the opposite side Wei Yu: "It's been a long time since we came here together."

Wei Yu smiled, but did not speak.

Su Chen didn't care, and elegantly cut the steak on the plate, "You will lead this performance competition, but Gao's Enterprise recently opened a project in the Taoyun area, in which both you and I are shareholders, It’s impossible not to go, the game is next month, counting the time, you may not be there until the day of the game.”

Wei Yu sipped the red wine in his glass, smiled and said, "That's true, it's a pity, Louis will also participate in this competition, speaking of his voice is quite similar to Qingluo's, sometimes I think Are they just one person?"

The two of them were obviously not paying attention to eating, and the steak on the plate was cut into small pieces.

Su Chen looked at Wei Yu, chewed a piece of steak slowly, and said slowly: "The Qingluo drama is good, but it's still a little tender. No matter what circle it is, it is very important to have a good relationship."

Wei Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, whether it's Lan Tianfeng or Loulan, everyone knows that there are quite a lot of people who have thoughts about Qingluo in Mingle Fengqing, whether it's jealousy or hate, it's true that some of them are Qingluo. Network itself caused by improper handling of some matters.

Maybe he didn't notice it himself, or maybe he didn't care.

The beautiful melody of the violin echoed and played different pieces over and over again, as if to get close to the atmosphere, and the last piece was relatively flat.

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An Luo returned home with the child, and invited the Lin family father and son to eat dinner and then nestled on the sofa not wanting to move.

The child eats too much, and the belly is round and round.He rested his head on An Luo's hand and read a book with him, his little fluffy head shook occasionally.

An Luo found that children learn very quickly, so she sold a few children's books on the way after school and read them a few times with the children.The child seems to like it, and pesters him to watch it with him every day.

If An Luo refuses to agree, she will show a pitiful and pitiful appearance, full of childishness.

"Luoluo..." The child blinked, pointed to the illustration on the paper book, and looked at Anluo curiously: "Luoluo...this..."

An Luo was taken aback, and looked at the painting the child pointed to.

This story is about a father and son. The illustration is very warm. The father smiles gently and imprints a kiss on the face of the son who is smiling silly. The color is warm and light orange. It is a very beautiful painting.

It's just... An Luo frowned, why did the kid point to this?

Seeing his frown, the child curled his ruddy mouth, retracted into An Luo's arms, puffed his cheeks, and didn't look at him, with dissatisfaction and grievance on his face.

Now An Luo was helpless, looked at the child clinging to her body like an octopus, and said, "What's wrong, Xiaochen?"

"Luoluo doesn't... Kiss Chenchen..." The child murmured, turning his head in another direction, ignoring Anluo.

Didn't hear clearly what the child was saying, but faintly heard the last three words.

An Luo didn't think about it, and was a little taken aback.

Looking at the painting again, he couldn't help laughing, he was just a child after all.

Squeezing the little soft pink earlobes of the child, he said: "I eat too much, Xiaochen feels so uncomfortable."

The child raised his head suspiciously, and subconsciously backed away without pressing Anluo, with a worried and defensive expression on his face, as if he was only protecting himself from a little tiger at all times, his big black eyes were extremely clear, and his small mouth was pouted lightly.

It's just that before he could see An Luo clearly, the other party gave him a 'chirp' kiss on his defenseless face, and then continued to read the book as if nothing had happened.

The child blinked, and looked at An Luo in surprise a few seconds later.

An upward grin slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth, revealing his small white teeth, and he threw himself into An Luo's arms happily, calling out sweetly and loudly.

"I like Luoluo the most~"

"..." An Luo rubbed his hair, turned the paper book in his hand to another page, looked at the child's pink earlobe from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

The room returned to calm, except for the occasional sound of flipping books, the lights shone on the two of them, making them look peaceful and warm.

"Luoluo." The child raised his head, his cheeks were covered with lovely pink, small and silly.

"Huh?" An Luo glanced at him lightly, with a slight smile on his handsome face.

The slender fingers holding the paper book smelled like a book, as if they were born to hold the book lightly like this.

The child didn't speak, but blinked at him blankly, and then blinked again...

An Luo frowned, put down the book in a black line, hugged the child who had been looking at her and sat beside him, and stroked his hair: "What's wrong?"

"Luoluo..." The child rubbed his fluffy head against Anluo's hand, then blinked, and happily gnawed on Anluo's face.

It's not kissing, it's gnawing, gnawing with your teeth!

An Luo was in pain, and backed away with a bared teeth, two strings of small wet teeth marks appeared on her face.

The child also seemed to realize that he had bitten him, and looked at him helplessly, "Luoluo, I'm sorry..."

Then he came over and blew softly: "Blow blow~~ the network doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt~"

Being blown by him like this not only hurt, but also itched.

An Luo hurriedly stopped talking: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Seeing An Luo dodge, the child's eyes immediately turned red, and he sniffed, "Luo Luo, I'm sorry..."

An Luo was speechless, only felt that one head was two big, he frowned and pressed his temples, comforting: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"………real?"

"Well, really." An Luo sighed. Although the child has little strength, his mouth is heavy. Is it possible that it doesn't hurt?

The child sniffed, his nose was red, and he lowered his head: "Brother Qi Feng said... If you like someone, you have to 'eat'... Woohoo, he is lying.

"!" An Luo's complexion changed. The lunatics have been running here these days, traveling around with the children. The children really like him, and they always play with a good laugh.

The children who had been around him all day long couldn't find a shadow, and they kept talking about 'Brother Qi Feng'.

He said calmly: "From now on, don't listen to Qi Feng's nonsense, you know?"

The child nodded, sobbing with tears, the slender and thick eyelashes were stained with water, and opened and closed with the eyes.

"Luoluo...don't be angry..."

The child had had enough crying and fell asleep within a few minutes, sobbing softly in a daze.

After poking the child's soft face a few times with his fingers, An Luo smiled and carried him to the bed, covered him with the quilt, took out the paper book, and read it quietly.

The child on the bed smacked his lips, scratched a few times in a daze at the side, but failed to touch anyone, sobbed a few more times, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Network..."

At noon the next day, it rained heavily, and the ground was wet. Valentine's Day had just passed, and young couples holding hands could be seen everywhere, and others blushed when they said a few words.

An Luo walked up to the lunatic when get out of class was over, and gave him a faint look: "Don't teach Xiaochen some things that you don't have in the future."

"Ah?" The lunatic opened his mouth wide in bewilderment, seeing that An Luo walked back to his seat, scratching his hair in a daze to figure out what he was talking about.

Long Han next to him pulled his clothes and rolled his eyes: "What did you teach Xiaochen!?"

"No, I..." The lunatic was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "I remember! I didn't teach him, I just said to play with him when I quarreled with you."

Hearing this, Long Han basically knew that it was probably a lunatic talking nonsense in front of Xiaochen, and Xiaochen listened to it!It also made An Luo angry!

He looked at the lunatic helplessly, and sighed: "Children are serious, so you can't talk nonsense."

"What..." The corner of the lunatic's mouth twitched a few times, and he said in embarrassment, "Hey, I just complained casually, it's nothing, hey."

Long Han didn't believe it, and said suspiciously: "You probably didn't say anything..."

Shaking his head, shaking his head desperately, the lunatic made a movement of closing the zipper with his hand around his mouth.Then, thinking of what he said that day, he wished he could slap himself a few times.

Because that day he said to the child with a pure and curious face: "If you have someone you like, you must hold on to it! Never let him leave you! Hehe, kid, do you have someone you like?"

The child blinked, tilted his little head, and said with a silly smile: "Luoluo~"

"Ah, I like the class monitor... Hehe, although you guys have a big difference in age, you brat! I support you! Haha, let me tell you, the class leader has a cold face and a warm heart, and he cooks raw rice when he has the chance Rice, 'eat' him into the belly, don't let other people get close! Let him only like you for the rest of his life!"