Big brother's little wild cat is very milky

Chu Luochen did what he said.

She said she wouldn't touch him, but she really didn't touch him.

The two slept peacefully for the night.

When he got up the next day, Chu Luochen was going to work in the company again. Although Ling Yan had nothing to do a year ago, he didn't stay in the villa.

When Chu Luochen went to the company, Ling Yan got into the car, "I'll go to my mother's."

Chu Luochen watched him hesitate to speak, and then said to the driver, "Send him there first."

When they arrived at Su Lan's house, the driver stopped the car, and when Ling Yan was about to get out of the car, Chu Luochen reached out and held his arm.

Ling Yan looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

Chu Luochen, "I'll pick you up tonight."

Ling Yan pursed his lower lip and wanted to say no, but he nodded after meeting his black eyes.

Su Lan is not at home as usual, playing mahjong in the mahjong parlor downstairs.

When receiving a call from Ling Yan, he reluctantly put down the mahjong in his hand.

Ever since Ling Yan moved out to live by himself, he hasn't taken the keys to the house.

Su Lan saw that she had played mahjong downstairs all night, her face was exhausted, her fair and bright face was slightly dull, and now she had dark circles under her eyes, and there was a smell of mahjong parlor all over her body. The smell of smoke oil.

Seeing her like this, Ling Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it when he reached his mouth.

Su Lan yawned and opened the door, "Why are you here so early?"

Ling Yan walked in with her, looked at the messy home, and frowned, "You haven't been home for a few days?"

Su Lan brushed her messy hair, and while tidying up the clothes on the sofa, said to him with a smile, "Why haven't I been home for a few days, your mother and I are at home every day."

Ling Yan was very shameless and said directly, "I think you are in the mahjong parlor downstairs."

Su Lan smiled and took the clothes off the sofa, leaving some space for Ling Yan to sit down.

Ling Yan is used to the fact that every time he comes, the house is in chaos and there is not even a place to sit.

After he sat down, he couldn't hold back and said again, "Ms. Su, you are over 40 years old, and you are no longer young. Even if you don't think about your health, don't you even want your own face? You spent Is it worth it to spend so much money on beauty treatment, and still stay up all night playing mahjong?"

Su Lan looked displeased, "How do you talk, little bastard? How old am I? Your mother's face is still flamboyant, okay?"

While speaking, Ling Yan saw a men's suit falling out of the pile of clothes she was carrying.

Before Su Lan picked it up, Ling Yan had already picked it up.

At first glance, this suit is not worn by them in a grade, and the size is not suitable.

Ling Yan almost guessed who it came from in an instant.

"You still have contact with him?"

A look of panic flashed across Su Lan's face, and she quickly snatched the coat from his hand.

"What is he, I don't understand what you're talking about."

He knew Su Lan better than anyone else.

Su Lan's three daily hobbies are mahjong, beauty care, and shopping.

Each requires strong monetary support.

Ling Yan would give her some money every month, but he knew that his money was not enough for her to squander.

As for the other money, it was all given by that person.

Ling Yan took a deep breath, "You don't have to play dumb with me, it's been so many years, I've never objected if you want to find someone to live with, but I hope that person is serious about you, not like now Just cheating with you, not daring to marry you home, he is a scumbag, what are you plotting against him?"

As soon as Ling Yan finished speaking, Su Lan slapped him across the face.

"Cheating? How do you talk to your mother?"

Su Lan has rarely hit him in recent years.

When Ling Yan was disobedient before, Su Lan actually seldom did anything to him, because every time she got angry with Ling Yan, she would lock him in the room alone without giving him food.

In recent years, Ling Yan has grown up a bit. After entering the entertainment industry, Su Lan has rarely had any conflicts with him.

This time today, Ling Yan did not expect it.

In fact, Su Lan was a little confused after beating him.

Although her feelings for Ling Yan are not as strong as other mothers for their children.

But Ling Yan is her only relative in this world, so even if the two of them get along badly, Su Lan still loves him in her heart.

Ling Yan looked at her coldly, and because of this slap, a clear slap print quickly appeared on his fair face.

Su Lan looked at the red mark and couldn't help touching his face, "Yanyan, mom...."

The sentence "It wasn't intentional" hadn't come out yet.

Ling Yan interrupted him directly, "The words are not pleasant, but you know better than anyone else whether my words are right or not. No matter how well you take care of yourself, as a mother of a child in your 20s, you are no longer young. I hope you can seriously consider your future."

When he said this, Ling Yan looked at her expressionlessly, without any emotion in his eyes.

Ling Yan didn't intend to stay longer, after the quarrel, it was even more impossible for Ling Yan to stay longer.

When he came out of the house, Su Lan chased him all the way downstairs.

"Yanyan, don't go, listen to mom."

Su Lan grabbed his arm, her eyes were slightly red, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you."

Ling Yan laughed lightly, "I've already beaten you, so I don't need to say I'm sorry."

Ling Yan stretched out his hand to hit a car, but Su Lan still held onto his arm tightly.

In the end, it was Ling Yan who broke her hand away before taking out his own arm.

After Ling Yan got into the car, he couldn't help but look back.

The car drove a long way, and Su Lan's thin figure was still standing on the street.

Although he is Su Lan's son, after so many years, Ling Yan actually doesn't know what Su Lan is thinking.She could have lived a better life, but she degenerated herself into what she is now.

Every time he thought about it, Ling Yan couldn't understand it.

night.

Chu Luochen called Ling Yan when he got off work.

Want to ask him where to pick him up.

But Ling Yan's phone was turned off and couldn't get through.

Chu Luochen asked the driver to drive to the apartment with doubts, but no one was there.

Later, Chu Luochen called Su Lan again, and Su Lan told him that Ling Yan came back in the morning and stayed for a while before leaving.In fact, Chu Luochen almost guessed it.

Because in his impression, every time Ling Yan went back, he came here in less than half a day.

Chu Luochen searched around, searched all the places Ling Yan could go in his impression, but he couldn't find anyone.

Chu Luochen couldn't think of where else he could go, and finally asked the driver to take him home first.

Because searching aimlessly like this is really like finding a needle in a haystack.

If Ling Yan really avoided him deliberately, even if he looked for it, it would be of no use.

It's just that Chu Luochen didn't expect that he would see Ling Yan at the entrance of the villa.

Ling Yan didn't have the key on the door with him, so he couldn't open the door and could only sit on the doorstep and wait.

When the car stopped, the driver looked at the person at the door and said to Chu Luochen, "President Chu, do you think that is Mr. Ling? Listening to what he said, Chu Luochen looked at the door, and he really saw Ling who was sitting at the door." Word.

He looked for Ling Yan all night, but he never thought that this person would be in the villa.

In such a cold day, I don't know how long he sat there.

Chu Luochen quickly got out of the car, walked up to him, and whispered, "Why are you sitting here?"

Ling Yan squatted on the ground and fell asleep with his head on his knees.

He slowly opened his eyes when he heard Chu Luochen's voice.

"Are you back?" he asked^

Chu Luochen nodded lightly, "Why are you sitting at the door, why didn't you go in? How long have you been sitting?"

Ling Yan shook his head and said, "I didn't bring the key. I pressed the combination lock wrongly three times and I locked it."

In fact, the password at the gate of Chu Luochen's house is very simple, it is the anniversary of the day they received the certificate.

But Ling Yan didn't know why he pressed the wrong button three times.

Then the door was successfully locked and could only be opened with a key.

Chu Luochen raised his hand and touched his head, "Little idiot."

It was rare for Ling Yan not to refute, and asked him, "Did you bring the key?"

Chu Luochen tapped on the window, and the driver handed over a key from the car.

Even Chu Luochen didn't like to carry keys, but he always kept a spare in the car and in the office.

Ling Yan squatted on the ground to watch him finish opening the door, then reached out to him, "Legs are numb."

Chu Luochen looked at his outstretched hands, his expression froze for a moment, and then he stretched out his hands to hug him.

Ling Yan was caught off guard by his embrace, and subconsciously reached out to wrap his arms around his neck.

In fact, Ling Yan just stretched out his hand just to let him stand up with his hands.

But she didn't expect Chu Luochen to hug him up.

Ling Yan was shyly carried inside by him. When he opened the door inside, Chu Luochen rubbed his chin on the top of his head, "Press the password. Ling Yan pressed it correctly this time, and the door lock opened with a click." .

When the two returned to the room, Chu Luochen carried him directly to the sofa in the living room and asked him to sit down.

Then he put his hands on his legs and squeezed them lightly, "Is it still numb?"

Ling Yan lowered his head and shook his head.

Chu Luochen suddenly caught a blush on his face, and instantly raised his hand to lift his chin, "How did you do this?"

Ling Yan hid for a while and said, "It's okay."

Chu Luochen's face was very ugly, "It's all swollen like this, is it okay?"

Ling Yan didn't want to tell him that it was Su Lan who called him, but he couldn't find a good excuse.

But Chu Luochen didn't continue to ask, "Don't tell me if you don't want to, but can you tell me how long you have been squatting in front of the house?"

Ling Yan still shook his head, "I don't know."

This Ling Yan didn't lie, he came out of the house in the morning and originally wanted to go back to the apartment.

But some reporters squatted under the apartment and didn't know who was squatting, so Ling Yan directly asked the driver to take him to the villa.

Because the phone was out of battery and the combination lock was locked by him, he sat at the door all day.

Chu Luochen probably thought for a while and asked, "You came back in the morning?"

Ling Yan looked at him and pursed his lower lip.

Chu Luochen touched his lips and said, "Stop talking, talk."

Ling Yan just nodded.

Chu Luochen looked at half of his swollen face, and said with some distress, "Did your mother beat you?

''Um"

Chu Luochen didn't ask why, but just said, "Does it hurt?"

After a day of cold wind blowing outside, he could no longer feel the pain on his face.

So Ling Yan shook his head at him.

But Chu Luochen touched his face and said, "But I hurt."