Please don't be so hard on me!

Miao Cun racked his brains, but the nervousness made his clever little head go blank, he just stumbled and said, "I, I didn't take a shower."

Luo Minghan raised his eyebrows, carried him up to the third floor, and walked steadily: "I'll carry you to wash."

Miao Cun struggled, but Luo Minghan forcibly stopped him after only a little struggle. He frowned and coaxed in a low voice, "On the stairs, don't move."

He intentionally frightened Miao Cun, and pretended to stagger a bit, so frightened that Miao Cun tightly circled his neck.His face was so hot, when he was stuffed in Luo Minghan's arms, the temperature almost burned to Luo Minghan's heart through his clothes, "... Your elevator hasn't been repaired yet?"

"It was fixed, but it broke again today."

Miao Cun was puzzled, and Luo Minghan casually said nonsense: "As long as you are here, it will break."

Miao Cun: "..."

Smelly hooligan, old pervert.

Luo Minghan probably knew that he was scolding himself again, so he couldn't help laughing lowly: "I've said it before, when facing you, I won't be a good person."

Steadily reached the third floor, the bathroom has been cleaned, the hot air has not dissipated, and the fog on the large mirror has been wiped off, clearly showing the appearance of Miao Cun nestled in his arms.Although Miao Cun was one to seven, but because of his thin body, he was like a kitten in Luo Minghan's body, or some smaller creature, such as a small pearl bird.

Luo Minghan put him on the five-meter-long marble double-basin washstand, and his fingers rested on Miao Cun's neckline: "You take it off and wash it yourself, or should I take it off for you?"

"I, I..." Miao Cun felt so ashamed, his tongue seemed to be knotted, and his mind froze. After a while, he cursed secretly, closed his eyes and said loudly, "I don't want to sleep with you today! "

Aunt Qian, who was making the bed and was about to go downstairs, almost slipped and fell on the ground.

Luo Minghan: "..."

Miao Cun said seriously: "I don't think my feelings for you have reached this point yet. I just want to have sex with the person I like. You..." He didn't dare to face Luo Minghan, so he could only lower his gaze hastily: " You're still close."

It was the first time Luo Minghan heard someone say that he was not close enough, that he didn't like himself enough.But he didn't take this sentence to heart, he just thought it was Miao Cun's indiscriminate words out of nervousness, with a naive and childish air.

"Then how can we make up for this?" He teased him leisurely, leaning over to his ear: "When you use your hands to make you comfortable, how can you not miss this point?"

Miao Cun curled up his legs and covered his face: "...Don't tell me these things when the lights are on."

Luo Minghan looked at his twisted and fluffy hair, pink ear tips, and felt that everything was really cute.

"Do you know," he kissed Miao Cun's earlobe, "my house is intelligently controlled by voice."

After that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Turn off the light."

Miao Cun raised his eyes, and the entire third floor fell into darkness before his eyes, and the moonlight diffused through the glass curtain windows.

He blinked, the scene was like a black flower blooming, and the moonlight was the pistil.

Luo Minghan propped his hands on the edge of the stage, staring at Miao Cun with deep eyes and a smile, the tip of his nose almost touching Miao Cun.He said mercifully: "It's okay to let you go, just meet my request."

Miao Cun immediately said: "My skills are terrible——"

"kiss Me."

A trance: "Huh?"

She was startled and then smiled meaningfully: "I have no objection if you want to be satisfied in this way."

Miao Cun was so embarrassed that he wanted to die, and hurriedly touched the corner of his lips not very tenderly. It could not be called a kiss, it could only be called a bump, and a tooth was knocked. Luo Minghan felt quite painful, so he raised his hand and touched it. , with a "hiss", Miao Cun had already jumped off the sink and ran away.

By the time the landscape painting was completed, it was already late August.

The conference room that was temporarily used as a studio has been unsealed and has returned to its original appearance, except that there is a huge oil painting of a female human body on the end wall of the long conference table. However, the control has reached the level of ever-changing in the chaos.

Luo Minghan presided over the Monday regular meeting here, and when he caught a glimpse of the painting during the serious chat, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, then lowered his head and brushed it away.

Nervous, I don't know what to laugh about.

All the project managers thought he was sick, but dared not speak out.

The theme of the landscape is hung in the big office. After turning the screen from the front desk, you can face it directly. The light blue river in the winter morning makes people feel peaceful.Daniel from the Cooperation Fund came to talk about the matter and boasted: "The painting is not bad."

Luo Minghan lost his nerve again: "He's not bad either."

Daniel: "?"

"Hey," Lily sighed, "The painting is finished, people have left, and no one visits the lounge anymore, and some people don't even work overtime."

Luo Minghan stared at the white wall behind the coffee console in the office, and instead of scolding her for being eccentric, he asked pointedly, "Do you think the office is a bit empty?"

Lily: "..."

Luo Minghan was persuasive: "Do you think there should be another painting hanging there, there and there?"

The corner of Lily's mouth twitched, struggling to control her expression.

Luo Minghan simply asked: "Tell me, how about adding an art consultant to our company?"

Lily finally couldn't take it anymore: "You might as well lock him up at home!"

After waking up the dreamer with one word, Luo Minghan suddenly realized: "Indeed, you can also hang pictures at home."

Lily: Crazy!

The money for the oil painting did not go to the company's account, and it belonged to Luo Minghan's personal contribution.He asked Miao Cun for the card number, and Miao Cun's small abacus crackled, and said implicitly: "Shouldn't the price be different for a boyfriend?"

Luo Minghan squinted at him, typed a line of numbers with his fingers and deleted them again, with great interest: "Oh, you want to give me a discount?"

Put down [-], and directly lost a zero, and handed it to Miao Cun: "Is that so?"

Miao Cun: "..."

Good guy, you just hit a comminuted fracture!

The angry and helpless look was so funny, Luo Minghan couldn't help but laugh, and Miao Cun grabbed the phone: "I'll do it myself!"

"Hey," Luo Minghan circled him from behind, "Don't make trouble.

With a sigh of relief, Miao Cun added three, four, five, six zeros, and was hugged tightly by Luo Minghan, and he couldn't do anything wrong anymore.

"Two paintings cost all my net worth?" His voice made Miao Cun's ears itch. "It's hard to end if you don't marry me."

This is just a fun joke, just like I love you that men and women say.

This should also be impossible to do, but after the words fell, the scene of frolicking just now fell into a silent and cold scene in an instant.

Miao Cun returned the phone to him, eyes downcast, "I'm sorry, no kidding, 30."

Luo Minghan took it, coughing to cover it up, "Don't take it to heart."

Miao Cun nodded, and quickly continued: "I know, I didn't take it seriously."

Only Luo Minghan knows that he has been playing love games for so long, and every time he is immersed in the fake and the real, but only this time he blurted out such outrageous love words.

Hearing Miao Cun say that he didn't take it seriously, he was relieved, but at the same time, a trace of indescribable loss came up, making his voice tense: "Why not take it seriously?"

Miao Cun finally raised his eyes to look at him: "Why do you take it seriously? We always have to break up."

The kind of natural and naive confusion appeared in his eyes again, he seemed to really think and plan like this, so that he felt that Luo Minghan's question was superfluous and puzzling to him.

He is so familiar with the rules of the game that he is the best candidate for the game, which means that when they break up, they will have a good time with each other, have a good time together, and may even be friends.But Luo Minghan couldn't be happy easily: "You don't want to keep dating with me?"

Of course not, this is just an expedient measure for Miao Cun to relieve lovesickness when Teacher Luo is not in the country.

Teacher Luo returned to China after a year, so of course he should be terminated, and he will never appear in front of Luo Minghan again forever.

That's what Miao Cun planned, so he also said: "No, I'm going to France in the future, and we probably won't meet again in the future."

The first time Luo Minghan heard about his plan, he was stunned for a moment as if someone had hit him with a sap, and his chest was also blocked.

Is he really sick?He hasn't even fucked him before, so why does he start to care about that illusory future?

"You...why are you going to France?" He tried to smile, "Why haven't you mentioned it before? When did you decide?"

France is far away, and he may never see Miao Cun again for the rest of his life.

This feeling is very strange. After all, he and Miao Cun have only known each other for two months.There was an ex who eloped with someone in Europe, and Xi Xiaohan used the bad excuse of studying abroad when they broke up for the first time, but Luo Minghan had never been so flustered at this moment.

A momentary panic rushed to his heart for no reason, and he felt powerless.

How many people left, he watched them leave with a sure-fire look, because he knew they would come back.

He eloped with someone in Europe and begged him to get back together, Xi Xiaohan also came back from England and obediently became his good bed partner for two years.

This time, he lost his ease, as if there was a voice telling him, save him and never come back.

His heart is not in him.

He still doesn't know that Miao Cun's going and staying are all because of Luo Yuanhe, and his heart is on Luo Yuanhe.Miao Cun is going to France because Luo Yuanhe invited him so much. If Luo Yuanhe said that he would not go to France again after returning to China, then Miao Cun would also stay in China.

As long as he wants Luo Yuanhe, he can stay by Teacher Luo's side for the rest of his life, and watch him marry a wife and have children for four generations. He will keep his secrets about love until he dies and lies in his grave.

Miao Cun said lightly: "I want to go to France to work. A relative has smuggled and settled in France. I will go find him."

"France is a mess," Luo Minghan said, smearing the city of romance, "There are bandits everywhere."

Miao Cun couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, I have no money to steal."

The phone vibrated, and the money arrived, Luo Minghan nodded his heart: "You have 30 now, little rich man."

Miao Cun gave a hard "Yes", "Thank you for investing in my dream, I will send you a New Year's card every year."

Luo Minghan's heart was so soft and painful that he didn't know what it was like, "I'm worth a card for you?"

Miao Cun smiled childishly, his eyes were bright: "Brother Luo, I think you are a good person now."

Luo Minghan stared at him for a long time. After a long time, the smile on his face faded: "Miaomiao," he raised his hand and stroked Miao Cun's forehead hair, "Actually, don't you like me that much?"

"A little bit."

"A little bit of a card per year?"

"Two cards." Miao Cun reluctantly said.

Luo Minghan hooked his lips: "What if I want more?"