Chapter 5

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"The blind girl in the shop? "
  Luo Zhan was already lying on the sofa, closed his eyes, and after a few seconds he said lazily, "Who said that." 
  Meng Xueyu gritted his teeth slightly, "If you don't care, don't you want to do research and development in this direction for her?" 
  "...When did I say it was for her." 
  Luo Zhan finally opened his eyes. Different from his lazy tone, those eyes were dark and deep under the lamp, as if light could not penetrate.
  Seeing that the atmosphere was stiff, someone who noticed came over quickly and hooked Meng Xueyu's shoulders. People patted, and then smiled at Luo Zhan.
  "Brother Zhan, don't be familiar with him. He is jealous. "
  Luo Zhan asked coolly: "Whose vinegar to eat?" 
  "Hey, Brother Zhan, can you ask this question, who else can you be jealous of?" There are few people in our team who don’t know Xueyu’s love for that little girl—every time he hear that someone has gone to the store, he rush there immediately. "
  Luo Zhan glanced at Meng Xueyu, "Do you like that little girl?" 
  Meng Xueyu froze. A few seconds later he stalked his neck, "Yes, I just like her." 
  "Oh. Luo Zhan lazily drooped his eyes and got up from the sofa, "So it's my shit?" 
  "..."
  Meng Xueyu lowered his head and said nothing.
  Luo Zhan didn't bother to care about him, and walked past him to enter the inner lounge. It
  was just that he had just staggered a person's position, and Meng Xueyu was nervous and hostile from behind Luo Zhan. Voice: "Brother Zhan, you really don't... don't you like her? "
 " ..."
  Luo Zhan stopped, raised his eyelids, and said nothing. The man who hooked Meng Xueyu's shoulders laughed first after he was finished. He stretched out his hand and slapped Meng Xueyu's head, "You guys first two The skyrun algorithm is silly, right? Who do you think Brother Zhan likes? The blind girl he just saw today? "
  "Don't laugh, Tang Ran is very beautiful!" "Meng Xueyu went back with the man dissatisfied with his neck.
  "Good-looking is good-looking, but no matter how good-looking it is, it's a little blind girl." The boy with Meng Xueyu's arms shrugged, "You don't know if you come to int late, don't say we have obstacles in accepting it-Brother Zhan is only fond of love It’s beautiful. He hasen’t changed since he entered int. How could you think he like that little girl?” The boy finished speaking, turned around and looked forward, “Brother Zhan, you said I’m right?”
  "..."
  Luo Zhan said nothing.
  After a few seconds, the corner of his mouth twitched coldly, "More than."
  "Ah? What's more?"
  "Not only for beauty."
  Luo Zhan said halfway but stopped.
  Thinking of the petal-like mark in the dream, his eyes sank little by little.
  After a while, Luo Zhan returned to his senses. He walked into the room with his long legs, regaining his lazy voice and threw it behind him: "She can't see it, of course I won't like it."
  Hearing what Luo Zhan said, Meng Xueyu's hanging heart finally let go-
  Luo Zhan's words kept saying nothing, and there was nothing that would make him change his mind. Others said that Meng Xueyu was still uneasy, but Luo Zhan said it himself, and he was completely relieved.
  The boy next to him was still confused by himself: "It's not just beauty eyes? What are the conditions, why haven't I heard of it?"
  "..."

     The next morning.
  Tang Ran stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, hanging her hands nervously, "Grandma, this dress seems to be troublesome to wear?"
  "Where is it trouble?" Yang Yilan tightened the belt for her, and the little tuxedo outlines the girl. The slender waist of the grip. "Come, turn it over, I will help you zip up."
  "I can do it myself..."
  "This dress is different from the simple styles you usually wear. I have to help you adjust it-you want it today. To attend the birthday banquet of that old man at Luo's house, you must dress up beautifully."
  Tang Ran smiled helplessly.
  In the next few seconds, Yang Yilan said softly, "Xiao Ran, there is a red mark on your waist. When did you hurt it?"
  Tang Ran thought for a while, "There is a birthmark."
  "Birthmark? "
  "Well, it's been there since I was a child."
  "Oh, that's pretty pretty." Yang Yilan glanced at it with a smile, and slowly drew the zipper, "Like a petal."
  Tang Ran was startled.
  After a few seconds, the girl closed her eyes and laughed lightly. "Well. Someone said that before."

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