Lan Xi walked into the room. The small light in the living room was on. She took off her shoes and stood on the carpet. The soft touch under her feet made her close her eyes comfortably.
After calculating the time Cheng Chiyan would arrive, Lan Xi decided to take a shower first.
Cheng Chiyan went to the address Lan Xi sent him, but was stopped by the security guard: "What do you do?"
Looking at the large flats in front of him that cost tens of millions, Cheng Chiyan took two steps back and said, "I'm looking for someone!"
The security guard looked at the man in front of him suspiciously. He was obviously not a wealthy man. "Looking for someone? Who?"
Cheng Chiyan raised his phone and handed the chat history to him: "Looking for Lan Xi!"
The security guard didn't move over to look, but waved his hand impatiently: "You ask her to come down to pick you up. No one can enter here without the owner's advance notice."
Miss Huan Lan, your ancestors change men like changing clothes. What if he is someone of unknown origin?
In the past, it was always her assistant who came down to answer the phone. Why not today?
The people here are either rich or noble, he dare not take the risk of letting them go!
Cheng Chiyan nodded, took two steps back, grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and said awkwardly: "I know, I'll call right away!"
He stretched one foot out of the bathtub and stepped on the absorbent pad, with water dripping from the anklet. He pulled a bath towel and wrapped it around himself.
Lan Xi walked to the mirror, scratched the mirror surface a few times, peeled off the mask on her face, and began to apply skin care products.
Just as she squeezed it into her hand, her cell phone rang. Lan Xi continued to take care of her skin as if she didn't hear it, but impatience began to appear in her eyes!
Lan Xi did not answer Cheng Chiyan's first call. He nervously felt that the security guard was looking at him with contempt, so he called again anxiously, praying in his heart that Lan Xi would answer the phone quickly!
Watching the phone ring again, Lan Xi's patience ran out. After applying the cream, she answered the phone just before it was about to hang up.
"First of all, if you have something to say, send a message first, then call. If I don't answer, don't call again!"
Cheng Chiyan heard Lan Xi say this on the other side of the phone. At this moment, he wanted to hang up and leave directly, but thinking of his grandmother, he took a deep breath.
"Okay, Miss Lan! Um... I'm downstairs, and the security guard asked me to call you!"
"Give him the phone!" Lan Xi turned on the speakerphone, took the hair care oil from the dressing table, poured it into the palm of her hand and applied it on her hair.
Cheng Chiyan walked over again and said to the security guard, "Hello, Miss Lan asked me to give you my phone. She wants you to speak!"
The security guard looked at the surveillance camera without even glancing over: "Turn on hands-free!"
Lan Xi heard this on the other end of the phone, and paused slightly as she combed her hair. She said sarcastically:
"Xiao Chen, you weren't like this when I just came back!"
Lan Xi's voice was indistinguishable, but the security guard clearly recognized the owner of the voice. He stood up from his chair and put on a smile: "Miss Lan!"
"By the way, your voice sounds right now!"
The security guard could imagine Lan Xi's expression when he heard her words.
After finishing her hair, Lan Xi picked up the hair dryer and said, "I'm too lazy to go down to pick him up. You can take him to the elevator and help him swipe his card to come up!"
"Hey! Okay, okay, I'll be right there, right there!" The security guard hurried out of the duty room, opened the door for Cheng Chiyan, and took him to the elevator.
The elevator door opened, the security guard swiped his card, and pressed the elevator button for the top floor:
"Brother, let me give you a piece of advice. The eldest lady has a bad temper, so don't mess with her easily!"
Cheng Chiyan watched him press the button for the top floor and knew how valuable Lan Xi was in this building. Facing the security guard's advice, he nodded: "Thank you!"
Standing in the cloakroom, her fingertips ran across the pajamas in the closet and stopped at a black suspender nightgown.
As the elevator climbed up floor by floor, Cheng Chiyan became more and more nervous, staring intently at the jumping floor numbers.
bite!
The elevator stopped and the door opened. It was designed with one elevator for one household, so he didn't even need to look for it. As soon as he walked out, he saw the half-open door and Lan Xi standing at the door with a cigarette in her mouth.
Their eyes met, Lan Xi took the cigarette from his mouth and exhaled the mist that made people blur: "Here it comes!"
She took a step back and motioned Cheng Chiyan to go in: "I haven't prepared your slippers, so... go barefoot!"
She was wearing a black silk nightgown with suspenders, which barely covered her thighs. This made Cheng Chiyan a little nervous. He stammered, "You... go in first, and I... will go in later!"
Lan Xi frowned slightly, and when she saw Cheng Chiyan's red neck, she smiled!
She took two steps back and retreated to the light in the entrance hall. Compared with the light in the corridor, the light was really dim. Lan Xi became more mysterious, and even the cigarette in her hand seemed to have a more atmospheric feel.
Cheng Chiyan took a deep breath, walked forward, and stepped into the room. Not daring to look any further, he lowered his head, took off his shoes and put them aside, then took off his schoolbag.
Lan Xi stood aside and watched Cheng Chiyan's series of operations. She took two steps back, took a puff of her cigarette, and pointed at a cabinet next to the shoe cabinet:
"Put your bag and coat in the closet, and then come in yourself."
After saying that, she turned and walked inside. Cheng Chiyan looked up and saw the anklet on Lan Xi's ankle. He didn't know what he thought of, but his face turned red instantly.
Lan Xi walked back to the living room, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and sat on the sofa waiting for Cheng Chiyan.
The man was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, through which the outline of his chest muscles could be vaguely felt. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants, which was simple and without any other decorations.
He stood not far away, feeling a little at a loss as to where to put his feet, looking at the huge flat.
Lan Xi's gaze was too aggressive, making him feel a little at a loss.
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