Chapter 44: The Lucky King 11: The Lucky King
Lian Shuo discovered that Wu Lan slept very restlessly tonight.
This soft little body was always moving around, sometimes pulling his arm as a pillow, and sometimes pushing his arm away in disgust.
The little guy tried several different moves and finally seemed to be quiet, but after a while, he started moving again.
He curled up, protecting his soft belly like a cat, and curled up into a small ball.
Because he has very little flesh on his body, any slight abnormality in his body will be noticed immediately.
Lian Shuo opened his eyes the moment Wu Lan started to stir.
The curtains in the room were not completely drawn, and the light from outside filtered in, adding some visibility to the dim room.
He calmly pulled the blankets down on both of them. Lian Shuo lowered his eyes and stared quietly at the little guy who was trembling slightly in his arms.
Wu Lan's back is particularly thin. When she curls up, the bones on her back bulge, making her look particularly weak and slender.
In the dim light, he saw Wu Lan with her eyes tightly closed. Her long, upturned eyelashes were trembling uneasily, and her eyeballs were also trembling slightly under her thin eyelids.
Her plump lips were pursed, as if she was enduring something, but she soon opened her mouth again and exhaled one breath at a time.
If it is winter now, the hot air you exhale will appear as white mist, and you can slowly appreciate the whole process of the hot and humid mist disappearing.
Lian Shuo's thoughts wandered a little, and when he came back to his senses, he heard a soft moan similar to a gasp, accompanied by a gradually clearer buzzing sound.
The strange feeling grew stronger and stronger, and Wu Lan subconsciously clamped her legs tightly together, but after a while her strength was gone, and her legs pressed together were squeezed against each other, and her white and tender skin was rubbed red.
The little gadget seemed to come alive.
Just like a fish swimming in the water, its body is covered with shimmering mucus, swimming in the wet and delicate environment, determined to make a mess of it.
This unclear and strange feeling caused Wu Lan's body temperature to rise rapidly. Small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even several crystal beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his straight nose.
He opened his mouth and gasped, the corners of his mouth were wet, and the saliva that flowed out soaked a small circle on the pillow.
Wu Lan opened her eyes uncomfortably, her wet eyelashes became clustered, her pupils seemed to be frozen, and her whole body was tense and motionless.
My stomach experienced another round of intensive contractions, and I finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed out.
It seemed like something was flowing out, and the bottom became very wet. The wetness grew stronger and stronger, giving Wu Lan a terrible illusion that he had wet his pants.
"What's wrong?"
Almost as soon as she uttered a hum, Lian Shuo's concerned question rang in her ears.
The sweat on his forehead was gently wiped away, and Wu Lan's face was pinched and turned in another direction. He looked at Lian Shuo with confusion in his eyes.
"I, I think I peed my pants..."
It was hard to say, but it was like grabbing a life-saving straw. Wu Lan threw herself into Lian Shuo's arms with tears in her eyes, biting his clothes on her chest with a look of despair.
Big tears rolled down her cheeks, mixed with saliva, and even wet Lian Shuo's clothes. She was still unwilling to let go of her mouth, whimpering intermittently: "It's so strange, I'm going to break down, I'm going to break down..."
This feeling of being broken was comparable to the horrific experience he had in the hospital bathroom last time, but now Lian Shuo was the only one by his side, so he had no choice but to try any possible means to cure his illness.
Wu Lan opened her big red eyes, stretched out her hand and grabbed Lian Shuo's hair, forcing him to look down.
Lian Shuo's scalp was numb from being grabbed. He wanted to turn on the light, but Wu Lan bit him and threatened him while crying fiercely, telling him not to turn on the light.
His breathing was heavy, and he said with a suppressed voice, "Be good, bite somewhere else."
"I promise not to turn on the light."
After finally coaxing the person to open her mouth, Lian Shuo touched down and felt a layer of wet cloth with his fingertips. The buttocks under his palm were trembling with fear.
In order to comfort the anxious little boy, he lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on those red lips, sucking on the small lips, patiently calming Wu Lan's emotions.
Ever since she took charge of the housework, Lian Shuoda has replaced Wu Lan's pajamas.
The original cheap fabrics have been replaced by soft cotton or thin silk, which will no longer leave red marks on the skin when worn.
But such fabric would immediately show through water once it got wet, and the wet pajamas, along with the thinner fabric lining, were thrown off the bed.
The broad palms pried the closed knees apart, and the soft white flesh flowed out from between the five fingers, stained with a moist fragrance that spread and lingered in Lian Shuo's nose.
The strong fragrance hit his face, and his temples twitched, and he swallowed hard in his dry throat.
In the dim light, her rosy little mouth was extremely wet. Knowing that she was being stared at, she trembled and spat out a mouthful of thin water, looking so pitiful.
There is a small object in its mouth, like a fish moving restlessly, waving its tail in the water and creating ripples.
Wu Lan's stomach felt sore and bloated, as if he had eaten something bad. Seeing that Lian Shuo hadn't moved, he tensed his calves and stepped on Lian Shuo's face.
His movements were ferocious, but he didn't have much strength. He stuck out his tongue and spoke incoherently, "Can you, can you read it?"
The foot that was stepping on his face was too soft. Lian Shuo grabbed the restless foot and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll try to get it out. Just bear with it."
You can't do it with your hands.
That thing was as slippery as a fish. Not only could it not be grasped, but it also pushed inwards, making the person tremble all over and the tears that had just stopped came out again.
Wu Lan's face turned very red, with obvious tear marks on her cheeks. The corners of her eyes, nose and mouth were all red. She looked aggrieved and pitiful, as if she had been severely bullied.
The uncomfortable feeling continued to come in waves.
He can't stand it anymore.
He grabbed Lian Shuo's hair randomly, but he didn't choose the right angle, and Lian Shuo's face hit the soft spot, and his tall nose sank into it.
A fragrant and stuffy feeling of suffocation suddenly rushed to the top of his head. Lian Shuo kissed her gently as he did before, and slowly penetrated through the gap between her lips.
The rough tongue was very hot. After just a slight lick, the delicate little mouth couldn't stand the rough surface of the tongue, and sweet saliva came out, wetting his entire chin.
Wu Lan's hands that were grabbing the bed sheet suddenly lost strength. He crawled forward two steps in panic, but was grabbed back again.
She buried her face in the quilt, crying intermittently, her throat almost hoarse, but she didn't stop licking and sucking on his little mouth, and the kiss lasted for a long, long time.
The sizzling sound of kissing water mixed with the humming sound of cold machinery filled every corner of the room. As a softer cry sounded, Lian Shuo bit out the culprit.
A handsome face was soaked with perfume, but Lian Shuo's attention was all on the small oval metal object.
Things are still moving.
He pinched Wu Lan's chin and asked in a low voice: "Where did this come from?"
Wu Lan's head almost felt dizzy. He glanced at the thing in a daze and regretted it so much.
He shouldn't have agreed to Qi Yanshan's request to help throw things away.
He bit his red lips and didn't say anything. He buried his head in the quilt again and refused to answer.
Even if Wu Lan didn't say it, Lian Shuo could probably guess it.
It was probably another free gift from a raffle, and he just used it on himself because he thought it was fun, without thinking about the consequences.
Although Lian Shuo had never heard of this thing, most mechanical products would be equipped with a remote control.
"Where's the remote?"
"have no idea."
Muffled crying voices came from under the quilt. How would Wu Lan know what a remote control was? When he threw it away today, he only saw an instruction manual.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Maybe I threw it away."
It's possible that they got mixed up in the box and were thrown away by him, and then were taken away and played with by a few wild cats squatting near the trash can.
He had lost a small cardboard box before, and when he turned around, he saw a fat calico cat taking the box away.
I guess it's the same this time.
Hearing this, Lian Shuo said nothing, but silently took out a tissue to help Wu Lan wipe her body clean, and then took out a clean pair of pants for her to change into.
Not long after, the oval metal object ran out of power and was wrapped up by Lian Shuo with a tissue.
After expending all his energy, Wu Lan felt extremely sleepy.
Seeing Lian Shuo walk out of the room with half-closed eyes, he yawned and asked, "Are you going to throw it away?"
Glancing at the metal object wrapped in a tissue in his hand, Lian Shuo's eyes dimmed as he said:
"I'll take care of it."
Wu Lan, overwhelmed by sleepiness, could no longer hold on. He said "oh" perfunctorily and crawled into the quilt. He fell asleep in less than half a minute and didn't know when Lian Shuo returned to the room.
After that, he never looked at the metal object again.
*
After learning this lesson, Wu Lan learned his lesson.
He no longer dared to take this kind of free gift falling from the sky home to study, but he was still very keen to participate in the free lottery.
When Wu Lan received a call from Yan Chiheng asking him to take him to participate in the lottery, he agreed without thinking. He almost forgot the unpleasant experience last time and was even looking forward to that day.
This is not an ordinary lottery. I heard that it is a commemorative event held by a brand store under a large enterprise. The prizes prepared are all excellent and expensive items without exception.
Wu Lan knew that this was a big event, but he didn't know it would be so grand.
He was taken to a hotel venue by Yan Chiheng and found that those who could enter the venue were either rich or noble, or celebrities from all walks of life.
"This event is nominally a commemorative event, but in reality it is a business social event."
After helping Wu Lan fix his crooked bow tie, Yan Chiheng said, "Just think of it as coming here to have fun. There will be a lucky draw later, and you can participate."
Wu Lan nodded. This was exactly why he came here.
Looking at the other person's suit, he looked down at his own and couldn't help saying, "Our clothes are similar, both dark blue."
Before arriving at the venue, he was first taken by Yan Chiheng to change into formal attire. At first, he thought it was a bit strange to wear this way, but now, looking at the clothes of the people around him, he understood Yan Chiheng's intention.
Wu Lan was surprised to find that: "Except for the bow ties, everything else is the same."
Yan Chiheng smiled and nodded slightly.
"How do you like it?"
"I like it." How could Wu Lan ever wear a formal suit? The fabric and texture of this suit felt top quality, and it fit him very well.
Yan Chiheng looked at Wu Lan with admiration in his eyes.
The boy wore a dark blue suit, a color that would have looked dull on anyone else, but it made him look incredibly bright. On his beautiful, fair face, a pair of clear eyes were like stars in the deep blue sky.
The two of them stood together, wearing such similar clothes that anyone could see that the relationship between them was close and special.
Yan Chiheng raised his thin lips slightly and asked casually, "By the way, why didn't I see that person from your family today?"
Wu Lan was drinking some sweet water, and after swallowing it, she said, "He left early this morning, and I don't know where he went."
This morning, Lian Shuo received a phone call, and his face suddenly darkened. He didn't know what the person on the other end of the line said, but Lian Shuo hung up in a bad temper.
After finishing breakfast, he saw Lian Shuo leaving with a dark face.
That state looks like looking for a fight.
"Didn't he inform you when he went out?"
Seeing Wu Lan shaking his head, Yan Chiheng showed a look of disapproval on his face, "I think he should have told you."
"If it were me, I would definitely report all my schedules to you." He paused, his eyes flickering. "I saw that's what people say online. Couples always report to each other."
"Of course, I don't ask you to report to me, but I will take the initiative to report to you."
Wu Lan felt that Yan Chiheng was speaking in a complicated tongue twister, which made him feel dizzy. "Do couples need to report to each other?"
"But he and I are not a couple, so it's normal for him not to report it."
As he spoke, Wu Lan's sight was attracted by a plate of small cakes that had just been served not far away. The cakes that were all chocolate-flavored looked delicious, and he wanted to try them.
But he had just taken a step when he was pulled back by Yan Chiheng.
"Aren't you a couple?"
Wu Lan blinked blankly, not understanding why Yan Chiheng had such an expression, and she gripped his wrist a little harder.
"You're pulling and it hurts me."
With a pursed mouth, Wu Lan waited for Yan Chiheng to release his hand. She rubbed her slightly red wrist and answered the other party's question: "Who said that he and I are a couple?"
Yan Chiheng was a little stunned.
"The last time he sent you home, he said you two were..." Yan Chiheng paused, not quite happy to say those four words, "living together."
It’s not wrong to say that it’s a cohabitation relationship.
Wu Lan tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "He's right, we're living together."
"He is my tenant and I am his landlord."
He felt that what Lian Shuo said was correct.
Noticing that the plate of cake had been mostly taken, Wu Lan became anxious and pointed over there, asking, "Can I have a piece of cake?"
Seeing Yan Chiheng nod, he hurried over and luckily got the last piece of chocolate cake.
After taking a bite, the sweet chocolate spreads in your mouth, even the root of your tongue is filled with sweetness, and the soft texture of the cake simply melts in your mouth.
Wu Lan's eyes were curved, the corners of her mouth were raised, and a happy and satisfied expression appeared on her face.
He was so focused on eating that he didn't notice that many people in the venue were secretly looking at him.
In fact, when he walked into the venue, he had already attracted a lot of attention. If such a noble and beautiful young man hadn't been accompanied by people, people would have come forward to meet him.
Just then, seeing that the two had finally separated, someone came over immediately.
The man catered to her taste, holding a plate with a lemon-flavored cupcake on it. "Would you like to try this?"
Wu Lan took a look, said nothing, and continued to eat his chocolate cake.
"I told you he doesn't like sour things." Another young voice interrupted from the side. The person holding a small piece of pudding asked flatteringly, "This one is sweet. Do you want this?"
Only then did Wu Lan realize that the two people were talking to him.
He looked at the two strange young men with some caution, and wanted to step back, but bumped into another person.
"Would you like some juice?"
Looking at the young man holding the juice, Wu Lan's eyes moved around his golden hair and single earring. She felt that this person was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.
Suddenly, 2720 reminded [the person who persuaded you to drink in the bar.]
Wu Lan's memory was awakened.
That time he got a coupon for a free cocktail, and the person sitting next to him kept clamoring to buy him a drink.
After taking a sip of the wine, he had no recollection of what happened next.
"So it's you."
Hearing Wu Lan say this, Qi Shang's face showed an expression of surprise, his heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and he could hardly hold the juice in his hand.
"You still remember me."
He thought Wu Lan would forget him, so he wanted to get to know her again, but he didn't expect that she actually remembered him.
After that night, he always wanted to see Wu Lan again. But he didn't know Wu Lan's name, nor did he have her contact information, so he had no choice but to wait outside the bar, hoping to meet her by chance.
After so long, I thought there would be no chance for us to meet again, but God made an accident happen.
The fact that they can meet again must be destiny, a fate destined by heaven.
The excitement in his heart was hard to describe. Qi Shang straightened his back and felt that he was no longer the same kind of person as the other two people who came to chat with him.
Especially after seeing Wu Lan take the juice from his hand, the smile on his lips could no longer be hidden.
But soon, his smile froze.
"The pudding looks delicious."
After taking a sip of the juice, Wu Lan didn't like it very much, and then she set her eyes on the pudding with caramel.
He blinked, then asked politely, "Can I really eat this?"
"sure."
The person who spoke immediately raised the plate of pudding in front of Wu Lan, and the smile on his face made Qi Shang want to punch him twice.
The pudding was indeed delicious. Wu Lan ate while silently observing the three people in front of her. When she was about to say something, she noticed an unusual movement coming from the entrance of the venue not far away.
It seems like someone very important has arrived.
"I heard that the young master of the Lian family was also present this time."
"Where did you hear that?" The young man holding the cupcake touched his chin and said, "Isn't that young master fighting against his family? I heard he hasn't been home for quite a while."
"I heard it from my dad."
"My dad also told me to get along well with that young master this time." At this point, the man sighed, "Everyone in this circle knows that the young master of the Lian family has an unpredictable temper. My dad is really making it difficult for me."
Qi Shang didn't say anything, but only paid attention to Wu Lan. When he saw that Wu Lan didn't continue eating the pudding, he took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
"Want some more?"
"I'm full."
A piece of cake and half a pudding had already made her stomach a little full. Wu Lan pushed the remaining pudding away, her mind attracted by their conversation.
These three people were tall, and he was surrounded by them, blocking his view. He could only hold Qi Shang's arm with one hand and stand on tiptoe to look towards the entrance.
But there were so many people gathered there that he could not see anything.
Seeing this, Wu Lan had no choice but to ask 2720 [Is the person they are talking about Lian Shuo? ]
2720 [Yes, the old man called him early in the morning and ordered him to attend the event, otherwise he would be arrested immediately.]
Wu Lan nodded in understanding, finally knowing why Lian Shuo's face turned black when he answered the phone this morning.
He didn't even think of going over to say hello.
Wu Lan was a little tired of standing on tiptoe, and leaned on Qi Shang unconsciously. She realized belatedly that this person's body had become a little stiff.
Thinking he had hurt the person by leaning against him, he quickly moved away and asked with a worried look on his face, "Are you okay?"
"No, nothing."
As the soft and fragrant body leaned over, Qi Shang's ears turned red and the muscles all over his body quickly became extremely stiff, but he couldn't help but lower his head to smell the fragrance of the young man.
Just getting a little closer, the fragrance hits your nose, and your spine goes numb, and you want to hug the person.
But he didn't dare, for fear of scaring Wu Lan.
The tip of my nose suddenly felt itchy and a warm feeling surged up.
"But you seem..."
Qi Shang covered his nose tightly. He didn't expect that he was so incompetent. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Wu Lan, so he left in a hurry after saying a few words.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
After Qi Shang left, Wu Lan's vision became much wider. She saw Yan Chiheng walking towards her with a sullen face, followed by Fei Sheng with a smile on his face.
"I'm leaving now. Thank you for the food. It's delicious~"
Before leaving, Wu Lan did not forget to thank the other two. She waved with a smile and walked towards Yan Chiheng and Fei Sheng.
As soon as he approached, Fei Sheng hugged him tightly.
Fei Sheng is very tall, with a model-like height. He picked up Wu Lan in one go, and even her toes couldn't touch the ground.
Just when Yan Chiheng was about to lose his temper, Fei Sheng finally let Wu Lan go.
"Brother Feisheng, you seem very happy."
Fei Sheng was indeed in a good mood. After all, he had just learned from Yan Chiheng the true relationship between Wu Lan and Lian Shuo.
Fei Sheng hummed and touched Wu Lan's head, "Xiao Lan, you look really beautiful today."
"It's just that the clothes were not chosen well. Some people are too scheming."
Glancing at Yan Chiheng's dark blue suit, he secretly thought about finding some time to wear couple outfits with Wu Lan.
Wu Lan was puzzled: "I think it looks pretty good."
“I think it looks good, too.”
Yan Chiheng swept Fei Sheng's hand off Wu Lan's shoulder, looked at his watch, and said, "The lucky draw is about to begin."
Almost as soon as Yan Chiheng finished speaking, a staff member moved a huge machine onto the stage, which contained small balls with different numbers.
After knowing that the lucky draw was about to begin, Wu Lan immediately perked up.
The host spoke a lot at the beginning, introducing the purpose of the event and the various prizes prepared. After more than ten minutes, the lottery finally began.
The lottery is conducted in the form of a machine drawing small balls with numbers written on them, and each guest entering the venue holds a number plate in his hand.
Wu Lan had played this mode before, and it was purely based on luck.
Wu Lan didn’t care much about what prize he won. He just liked the feeling of winning and felt a special sense of excitement.
Two prizes have been drawn now, and the host is drawing the third lucky winner.
Looking at the number plate with 21 on it, Wu Lan suddenly became nervous and her heart beat faster.
"The third prize is a luxurious two-day beach vacation. The next lucky winner is..."
Her heart was in her throat. Wu Lan clenched the sign in her hand and stared at the lottery machine on the stage, not daring to blink.
“Congratulations to No. 21!”
The number plate in her hand has an automatic positioning function. When the host announced the winning number, a beam of light shone on Wu Lan's head.
The light around them suddenly dimmed, and everyone's eyes were focused on the handsome boy in the dark blue suit.
The white beams of light fell on him, like a glowing angel.
The young man's handsome and exquisite appearance dazzled everyone present. Lian Shuo, who was surrounded by many people, raised his eyebrows in disdain when he heard the subconscious compliments from others.
He looked up casually and his body suddenly stopped.
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