Chapter 40: The Lucky King 7: The Lucky King
Lian Shuo's attitude was far from friendly.
He recognized him at a glance; he was one of the men who had taken the drunk Wu Lan home.
Although the man didn't say anything at the time, he hadn't forgotten how he had hugged Wu Lan. The arm around Wu Lan's waist was just like the hand on her shoulder today, and it was extremely dazzling.
His handsome eyebrows frowned in displeasure, Lian Shuo stretched out his long arm and pulled Wu Lan, who had not yet reacted, into his arms. He put his arm around Wu Lan's shoulders and replaced Yan Chiheng's hand with his own.
They were sitting at a square table. In order to take better care of Wu Lan, he deliberately did not choose to sit opposite Wu Lan, but sat next to her.
This position is just right for hugging someone in the arms. Outsiders would subconsciously think that the two are an intimate couple, and the man standing in front of them is obviously a third party who is disturbing them.
Yan Chiheng's hand was swept down by someone. He lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and his darkened eyes blended with the shadows, making it impossible to tell his emotions.
Finally, Wu Lan reacted.
He lowered his head, wiped his mouth, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth. He pushed Lian Shuo away and stood up. "Hello."
"I remember you. You sent me home." Speaking of this, Wu Lan always wanted to thank him, but she didn't know who the other person was.
"Thank you so much, and your friends."
Hearing this, Yan Chiheng slowly raised his eyes, a gentle smile reappearing on his face, "You're welcome."
He smiled and said, "I thought you had forgotten, because the way you looked at me just now was quite strange."
"I haven't forgotten, it's just that the lighting here is bad, and my eyesight is a little poor."
Wu Lan smiled awkwardly, a little curious, "Are you here to eat with friends?"
Yan Chiheng shook his head and explained simply: "I'm not having dinner with friends. I made an appointment with someone to discuss business and I'm having dinner on the side."
Ever since he received the message from Fei Sheng today, he has been absent-minded and has clicked on the pictures sent by the other party and looked at them many times.
At first he didn't recognize who was in the photo, but after zooming in carefully, he realized that it was the boy he met that day.
He didn't know where Fei Sheng got the boy's contact information. He asked Fei Sheng to pass the boy to him, but Fei Sheng kept pretending to be dead and didn't reply.
I had planned to find Fei Sheng and have a thorough discussion after finishing work today, but I didn't expect to meet this little boy here.
Although, they looked like they were on a date, that didn't stop him from coming over to say hello.
He glanced at Lian Shuo, whose expression was growing increasingly grim, and asked casually, "You two are so close. Is today a special day?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
Lian Shuo's cold voice suddenly interrupted. He also stood up and put one hand on Wu Lan's shoulder, as if to show Yan Chiheng the close relationship between them.
His face looked very ugly, his jaw was tense, and when he faced the other party, he was like a wolf facing a threat, baring his teeth in warning.
This western restaurant is decorated in a retro European style, with dim overall lighting. Wu Lan and the others were seated by the window, so the movement here did not attract much attention from the other guests.
Even the waiter next to them thought they were friends who met by chance and came over to say hello.
"Nothing, just asking casually."
Yan Chiheng's reaction was much calmer than Lian Shuo's. He was not affected at all. He just glanced at the hand on Wu Lan's shoulder with a gloomy look, and his expression quickly returned to normal.
He looked at his watch gracefully and said to Wu Lan gently, "The time I agreed to meet with the client is coming up. I won't bother you any more."
"Let's talk when we have time."
"Yeah, let's talk again when we have time."
After watching Yan Chiheng leave, Wu Lan just sat down when Lian Shuo pinched her face and turned her head back.
Then I heard Lian Shuo say in a sarcastic tone:
"Everyone has gone far away, and you are still looking at him."
It was difficult to speak with her face pinched. Wu Lan pried Lian Shuo's hand off and asked with a puzzled look: "Why are you angry?"
It’s not because Wu Lan is very sensitive to Lian Shuo’s emotional changes, but since Yan Chiheng appeared, 2720 has never stopped reporting on Lian Shuo’s patience value.
[Beep! Lian Shuo's patience value: +1, current patience value: 53.]
[Beep! Lian Shuo's patience value: +1, current patience value: 54.]
[Beep! Lian Shuo's patience value: +1...]
The price only rose by a single point each time, but the constant noise of the announcements made Wu Lan's head dizzy. Not only could she hardly hear what Yan Chiheng was saying, but her reactions also became very slow, a beat behind.
Lian Shuo turned his head somewhat stiffly and whispered, "I'm not angry."
Liar.
Wu Lan silently said these two words in his heart. He secretly poked 2720 and whispered, "The son of luck has a strange temper. He was fine just a moment ago, but he got angry in the blink of an eye."
2720 said calmly, "The temperament of the Son of Fortune is different from that of ordinary people. You don't need to pay too much attention to him."
Wu Lan nodded, not quite understanding.
Seeing that Lian Shuo seemed to have returned to normal, Wu Lan no longer continued the previous topic.
The steak on the plate was not tasty after it got cold. Wu Lan pushed the beef aside with disgust, thought for a moment, and gave it to Lian Shuo.
"Try it."
His original intention was to let Lian Shuo realize that the steak was cold, but Lian Shuo was obviously stunned when he looked at the steak in front of him, and then he ate the steak directly with his fork.
Wu Lan observed Lian Shuo's expression and found that his originally ugly face had eased a lot.
"tasty."
It turns out that the Son of Fortune not only has a different temperament from ordinary people, but also has very different tastes.
Wu Lan pondered silently in her mind, and then fed all the cold steaks on the plate to Lian Shuo one after another.
He drank the rich seafood cream soup and felt that things tasted best when they were hot.
After finishing the dessert, Wu Lan wiped her mouth contentedly, put on her baseball cap again, and waited for Lian Shuo to pay the bill and leave.
But the waiter came over and said that the bill had already been paid by their friend.
Just like that, Wu Lan watched Lian Shuo's face turn as dark as the bottom of a pot in an instant, and the report about Lian Shuo's increasing patience value rang in her head again.
[Beep! Lian Shuo's patience value: +10, current patience value: 67.]
Adding the previous series of increases in tolerance value, the current tolerance value is almost close to 70.
Wu Lan was stunned.
For the first time, he felt that the task was quite simple.
*
As soon as she got home, Wu Lan went into the bathroom.
Because Lian Shuo said there was dirt on his hair, he took a long bath and washed his hair three times. The hot water turned his skin pink in large areas.
Coming out of the steamy bathroom, Wu Lan, with a towel covering her head and a red face, went to the living room to turn on the air conditioner.
Standing in front of the air-conditioning vent, he tilted his head back and let out a comfortable sigh.
He turned the temperature down very low, and the cold wind blew into his loose short-sleeved shirt, and the extreme chill quickly swept over his whole body.
2720【You'll catch a cold if you blow it like this.】
I stared at the numbers on the air conditioner display, and the system said, "Also, the air conditioner can't be turned down that low, it needs to be turned up higher."
【I know.】
Wu Lan pouted and obediently turned up the temperature, then walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Lian Shuo's closed door with a strange expression.
After returning home, Lian Shuo went into the room without saying a word, as if he had something on his mind.
He asked 2720, "What do you think Lian Shuo is doing now?"
2720 said coldly, "I don't know, I don't care."
"You should blow dry your hair. You can't sleep with wet hair like you did yesterday. It'll give you a headache."
[Okay, I understand.]
Because she slept with wet hair last night, she had a headache this morning. Wu Lan didn't dare to be lazy this time and honestly blew her hair dry under the supervision of 2720.
As soon as ten o'clock in the evening arrived, Wu Lan began to yawn.
Since he got up early today to go to the hospital for a physical examination and did not take a nap at noon, Wu Lan felt sleepy early, so he took his pillow and quilt out of the room early in the morning.
Since the air conditioner was turned on in the living room, the sofa has almost become Wu Lan's exclusive bed. Every night he puts his pillow and quilt on the sofa and puts them back when he wakes up the next day.
Lian Shuo had no objection to this, and sometimes even took the initiative to help him pack up his things.
After yawning again, Wu Lan turned off all the lights in the living room after washing up, climbed onto the sofa carefully in the dark, covered herself with her own small quilt and lay down comfortably.
Just before falling asleep, he suddenly remembered that Lian Shuo had not taken a shower tonight, and he didn't know if it would wake him up.
The next second, he fell asleep.
As the night deepened, the only sound in the living room was the air conditioning.
Suddenly, the door that had been closed all night was opened, and a tall young man walked out silently.
The dim light in the living room made Lian Shuo squint his eyes. After adapting to the night vision light, he accurately locked onto Wu Lan's figure on the sofa.
He walked over slowly and knelt on one knee in front of the sofa.
He had done this action many times, and it was as if he had memorized it deeply in his subconscious mind, even controlling the distance just right.
The light was on in the door behind him, and the soft light allowed him to see Wu Lan clearly as she fell asleep.
The little boy closed his eyes and rested his head on the pillow, covered with a thin blanket, and holding a free stuffed doll he had won in a lottery.
Her delicate eyebrows were relaxed, her breathing was light and slow, probably she was fast asleep.
Lian Shuo looked at her for a long time, his gaze moving around this pretty face several times before finally landing on her plump lips.
He remembered the sweet smile on Wu Lan's face when he fed her food tonight, and he also remembered the aggressive look in Yan Chiheng's eyes when he looked at Wu Lan tonight.
He has been keeping a close eye on people during this period, but there are always some people who approach Wu Lan for unknown reasons.
Yan Chiheng counts as one, and the wild man who touched Wu Lan’s head at the hospital gate in the afternoon also counts as one.
Thinking of those two men, Lian Shuo's eyes darkened and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.
What made him even more unhappy was Wu Lan's attitude towards those people.
She smiled at them so sweetly with her eyes curved, not only letting them hug her but also letting them touch her head, which really made people furious.
Why is it that when it's his turn to face him, this little guy just puffs up his face and looks fierce, and he has to be coaxed and protected before he is willing to give him a good face.
Little rascal.
Looking at this quiet and beautiful sleeping face, Lian Shuo's heart suddenly trembled.
never mind.
It was a little bad, but the good thing was that he was only bad to him and was special to him. Just like he was special to Wu Lan.
In his life, he never thought that one day he would care so much about a little boy.
It’s hard to say when he started to care about Wu Lan. By the time he realized it, he found that he was completely trapped.
In the past, he had never done housework, let alone washing clothes for others, or even caring about anything. But now, he took the initiative to clean up the house, just to let Wu Lan stay at home more instead of running out all the time.
But even so, people still can't be retained.
Wu Lan was still fooled and deceived by those wild men outside, and she didn't notice that the eyes of those men looking at her were full of dazzling covetousness.
Frustration built up in his chest. He slowly reached out his hand, touched the fair and smooth face with his big palm, and gently pressed his thumb on the rosy lips.
His body unconsciously leaned towards Wu Lan. He only needed to lower his head to smell a pleasant and intoxicating fragrance.
The unique fragrance of this little boy hooked him like a charm, making him voluntarily fall into the sweet and fragrant charm.
The protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down. Lian Shuo lowered his eyes and looked at those lips with fixed gaze. He could no longer resist touching them and gently sucking them.
The pointed little lip beads feel soft when kissed, and the lip flesh is also soft and fragrant, like jelly, which makes people want to lick it with their tongue.
There was a tiny gap between the red lips. The thick tongue slowly drilled in and touched the wet soft flesh inside, and suddenly lost control.
The moist and sweet mouth was slippery, and the little soft flesh was hiding, but was quickly rolled up by the rough tongue, and the sensitive palate was licked back and forth several times.
There was more and more water in his mouth, and an ambiguous sound of water was heard. Lian Shuo licked all the sweet saliva away, but a little crystal still flowed out from the corner of his mouth, making both of their chins very wet.
There was almost no air left in his mouth. The eyelashes of the sleeping boy trembled and he made a soft humming sound unconsciously. Hearing it, the evil fire in the young man burned even more fiercely.
Lian Shuo obviously has no experience.
He was like a dog, always licking with his tongue. When Wu Lan got annoyed by his licking, he changed his way and started sucking on that soft little tongue.
Every time he was about to wake the person up with a kiss, he forced himself to pause and wait until the sleeping little one recovered before continuing.
They kissed each other many times, until the lips were red and swollen, and then they ended it reluctantly.
Once you try it once, you'll be addicted.
Only at this moment did Lian Shuo feel that Wu Lan belonged to him alone.
He stayed on the sofa almost the entire night, relying on this stolen kiss to ease his inner anxiety and desire for Wu Lan.
By the time Lian Shuo returned to the room, it was almost dawn.
Wu Lan was drowsy when he heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. He muttered to himself that the water bill was so expensive, then turned over and fell asleep again.
When he finally woke up, he looked dazed.
Looking at the room, Wu Lan slowly got up with a sluggish reaction, not understanding how she ended up in Lian Shuo's room.
I asked 2720, and the system only said that Lian Shuo carried him in, and then it stopped talking and started pretending to be dumb.
Looks like he's angry.
But no matter how hard Wu Lan thought about it, she still couldn't remember how she had made 2720 angry.
He walked out of the room with a confused look on his face. After washing up, he found that Lian Shuo had already prepared breakfast and was now hanging clothes on the balcony.
The breakfast on the table was enough for two people and was still steaming hot.
Sitting at the dining table, Wu Lan didn't start eating. When Lian Shuo entered the room, he couldn't help but say, "Good morning."
"Um...why am I sleeping in your room?"
Lian Shuo held the collected clothes in his hands. He placed them on the sofa and folded them while saying, "You fell off the sofa last night and sleepwalked into my room."
Wu Lan: “?”
Wu Lan couldn't come up with this answer no matter how hard he tried. He was stunned for a moment, blinked blankly, pointed his finger at himself, and asked in disbelief, "Am I sleepwalking?"
Lian Shuo hummed, without even looking up, and continued to fold clothes.
But this answer obviously doesn't match what 2720 said. The system said that it was Lian Shuo who carried him in.
But Wu Lan had no evidence and could not reveal the existence of 2720, so he had to stop talking.
What Lian Shuo said next made his mind go blank.
"Starting today, the air conditioner in the living room cannot be turned on when sleeping at night."
"Why?"
The impact of this statement was even greater than the one about him sleepwalking. Wu Lan suddenly stood on the chair, hands on hips, like an angry kitten, and asked, "Why can't I turn on the air conditioner?"
"It's not that you can't open it, it's that you can't open it at night."
Lian Shuo calmly folded all the clothes, walked over to the air conditioner, pointed at the label on it, and said, "This air conditioner has a level 3 energy consumption setting. It consumes a lot of electricity and can't be left on all night."
Wu Lan was anxious, but since Lian Shuo was paying the electricity bill after all, he had no right to make demands, nor did he dare to accuse Lian Shuo of being stingy. He was worried that Lian Shuo would get angry and refuse to pay the entire electricity bill.
She clasped her hands on her hips and clenched them together, her eyebrows furrowed in distress, her demeanor suddenly weakening. "Then, what should I do when I sleep..."
"You can sleep in my room like you did last night." Lian Shuo said.
He walked over and pulled Wu Lan down from the chair, then placed the cup of soy milk in front of her. "This is specially squeezed sweet soy milk. You should like it."
Wu Lan was holding the soy milk, but he was still thinking about sleeping and didn't drink it immediately.
He thought about it for a long time, analyzed it carefully, and felt that Lian Shuo's proposal seemed quite good.
Sleeping on the sofa is always less comfortable than sleeping on a bed, and Lian Shuo's bed is large, with a soft, high-quality mattress. Sleeping in Lian Shuo's room not only allows you to cover yourself with his silky quilt, but also enjoy the large bed and air conditioning.
Wu Lan thought thoughtfully: Lian Shuo is so stupid that he let him take advantage of him.
He felt his analysis was excellent. After secretly glancing at Lian Shuo, he pretended to drink some soy milk naturally and said with a bit of reserve, "Since you suggest that, I'll go to your room and sleep."
"Remember to bring my pillow in tonight. I can't sleep with your two pillows."
"Okay, got it."
Seeing that Lian Shuo didn't even notice that he was taking advantage of him, Wu Lan suddenly felt that he was very smart, much smarter than this son of luck.
Wu Lan slowly ate the hot bun, taking a sip of soy milk and a bite of bun, and it took her twenty minutes to finish her breakfast.
After breakfast, he lazily lay on the sofa and began to patrol various chat groups to find notifications about today's free lottery activities.
After confirming the afternoon lottery schedule, Wu Lan received a message.
Looking at the name displayed in the dialog box, I thought for a long time before I remembered who this person was.
Shortly after arriving in this new world, he won a breakfast buffet voucher at a high-end hotel in a lottery, where he met a painter named Si Qinyu.
Si Qinyu: [Are you free today? I'd like to invite you to the exhibition.]
After the weather got hot, Wu Lan didn't like to go out anymore. When she was thinking about whether to decline politely, the other party sent another message.
Si Qinyu: [Today's art exhibition offers afternoon tea with a variety of small cakes. Are you interested?]
Wu Lan is interested!
She replied to the other party immediately. Wu Lan was so anticipating the afternoon tea at the art exhibition that she even said she was full after taking a few bites of lunch.
Finally, Lian Shuo forcefully fed him two mouthfuls of food before he slipped away from the table.
...
When going out in the afternoon, Wu Lan noticed a black car parked downstairs.
As he passed by, he happened to see a white-haired old man getting out of the car with a cane, with two tall men who looked like bodyguards standing beside him.
The two bodyguards looked very fierce. Wu Lan didn't dare to look at them any longer and walked away quickly.
Si Qinyu's art exhibition was held at an art gallery in the city center. After taking a few bus stops, Wu Lan followed the navigation to her destination.
After sending a message to Si Qinyu, Wu Lan waited for a few minutes and saw the other party coming to pick him up.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Si Qinyu's smile is very gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and he can easily get close to people.
He walked up to Wu Lan and smiled, "I was worried that you couldn't come because of something."
"I just happen to be free today."
Wu Lan also smiled, but was too embarrassed to say that she came here because of the temptation of afternoon tea.
When Si Qinyu brought him into the art exhibition, he found that many people were nodding and greeting Si Qinyu.
After walking in, he found that the venue was quite large. There was a painting hanging on the wall at regular intervals, and many people would stop in front of the paintings to admire them.
The people who came here to see the paintings were all dressed formally. Si Qinyu was also wearing a suit. Only Wu Lan was wearing casual clothes, which looked a bit out of place.
After realizing this, he blushed in embarrassment and asked Si Qinyu in a low voice: "Am I wearing the wrong clothes?"
"No, you look fine dressed like this."
Si Qinyu shook his head, looking at the boy dressed like a good student, and chuckled: "You are my specially invited guest, don't worry about those things."
"Shall I introduce the work to you?"
"Okay, okay."
It's hard not to be impressed by such a gentle attitude.
Wu Lan nodded and followed Si Qinyu. Listening to the other party's introduction of the work, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
"Did you draw all these?"
Si Qinyu shook his head, "Not all of them, there are a few that are the work of my students."
Si Qinyu looks very young, but I didn’t expect that he actually has students.
He was a little surprised, thinking that anyone who could be a teacher must be a great master.
Looking at these exquisite paintings, he took out his phone and wanted to take some photos to record them. "Can I take a photo?"
"certainly."
Wu Lan took two photos and posted a status, "I'll help you promote it~"
"Thank you so much."
Si Qinyu smiled and led Wu Lan to another work of art. This work was separated from the other works and seemed to be isolated.
This work is different from other paintings. It is covered with a piece of cloth and there is a sign in front of it with the name of the painting: "The Secret".
"Actually, I have a special reason for inviting you here today." Si Qinyu said apologetically, "I'm sorry for drawing your likeness without asking for your consent."
"But I still want you to look at this painting."
Wu Lan was stunned for a moment. He asked uncertainly, "Did you draw me?"
"Yes."
Si Qinyu gently peeled off the cloth covering the painting, revealing the full extent of the painting.
The young man in the painting lies on the grass, eyes closed, as if asleep. A small, bright yellow butterfly lands on the tip of his nose. The young man is surrounded by countless bright flowers, creating a warm and sweet scene.
The boy in the painting really looked like himself, and Wu Lan was stunned.
Si Qinyu was now noticeably more nervous than before. He carefully observed Wu Lan's expression, fearing he might see any hint of dislike.
"This is a painting specially given to you. I won't exhibit it without your consent."
The voice from above brought Wu Lan back to his senses. He opened his mouth and asked, "When did you draw this?"
"I finished it recently."
Si Qinyu lowered his eyes silently, secretly concealing the fact that he had actually started conceiving this painting after he met Wu Lan. He completed the painting bit by bit based on the boy's appearance in his memory.
"Your painting is so beautiful." Wu Lan's eyes were wide open. This was the first time someone drew for him, and he was very happy.
"Because you're pretty." Si Qinyu wanted to touch Wu Lan's head, but he held back. "Can I show you this painting?"
"Sure~"
Wu Lan thought there was no problem with this and nodded in agreement without thinking.
After appreciating this painting, Si Qinyu continued to introduce other works to Wu Lan. The assistant suddenly came over and said something, and then he took Wu Lan to the rest area.
"I have something to do suddenly, you can rest here first." Si Qinyu made detailed arrangements and brought Wu Lan a small cake and iced coffee.
"When you've finished the little cake, you can still get more. You can eat as much as you want."
"Uh-huh."
After watching Si Qinyu leave, Wu Lan picked up the plate and ate the cake attentively. After finishing one piece, she took another piece of chocolate-flavored cake with a happy face.
He scooped out a small piece with a small fork. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, a familiar male voice came from behind him:
"What a coincidence, we meet again."
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