Chapter 2100: Temperature (2)

Upon hearing the movement at the door, Lan Xiu also subconsciously turned his gaze.
The cold-hearted face is reflected in the eyes -
On her tray, she still had a bowl of slightly sipping hangover soup, and the air smelled the faint smell of the soup.
"I still remember this?"
Lan Xiu knows that the bowl is a hangover soup.
Cold heart is actually walking away from the past, put the tray on the low table on the side of the sofa, and said, "It’s too late to tell the maid, let her rest, and bring it up by the way. Drink A little, your face is not very good."
"sit down."
Lan Xiu also crossed the sofa and sat down, pointing to the position beside him.
Cold heart was not polite, sat down, and handed the hangover soup to him.
Lan Xiu took over and did not slow down, and after a few mouthfuls of drinking, he gave him a glass of water.
"In recent years, because the stomach is not very good, it controls some alcohol consumption, so I feel that the amount of alcohol in these days is retreating. I have not had a few drinks before, but I feel a little dizzy at this time. It is hard to be old. ?"
Lan Xiu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and some helplessly said.
"The amount of alcohol is also going to go up by training, and because it is too busy, the body is also a little tired, and naturally it will affect the quality of the body. When I was a teacher, I also learned some medical knowledge. I am still a life-saving person. So even if you are busy, you know you have a degree."
I was so cold that I leaned back into the sofa behind me, and I didn’t look at him. I looked at a few photos on the shelf. The people in the photo were naturally aware of it, except for Lan Xiu himself. There are also men who are similar to the blue repairs in the East, and should be the legendary Lan Qi.
The outlines of the brothers are quite similar.
However, Lan Qi seems to be more gentle and clear, and Lan Xiu is a gentleman. Looking at it, it gives a very quiet feeling to the cold heart.
Lan Xiu is a person who likes to be quiet. At this point, the cold heart has always been known, and neither of them is a person who likes to be a pastime. If they catch up with the rest day on weekdays, most of them will stay. At home, either reading a book, or fishing for a TV, or exercise, the inner courtyard of the Blue House is equipped with a private gym, and the cold heart will occasionally go to Jing'an Mausoleum to see.
"You know how to say this, but before you were not busy, let you rest and you didn't see you willing to stop."
Blue Xiu smiled.
"I want to improve my work efficiency. I know my limits. Don't worry."
Coldheartedly faint back, thinking about it, some hesitantly looking at Lan Xiu, "some words want to ask you, don't know you..."
"Whatever it says, no matter what."
Lan Xiu rarely sees her like this.
Coldly nodded, suddenly took an envelope from the pocket of the side and handed it to Lan Xiu. "What I found when I sorted out the mailbox today was a letter written to you. I asked the butler to give it to you, but the housekeeper said You never look at the letter from this address and this handwriting. I don't understand what he meant. I also said that the letter from this address is stacked with a thick stack, but you never open it. Seen……"
Coldly speaking, the eyes are somewhat puzzled.
It was said that the face of Lan Xiu was dull, cold and faint, and I looked at the envelope of the cold heart, but I didn’t pick it up. I was cold-hearted and I wanted to say something, but At this moment, Lan Xiu suddenly became a little annoyed. He subconsciously reached out and took the cigarette pack on the table. He took out one of them and put it on, and spit out a cigarette.
"It doesn't matter if you don't care about it in the future."
Listening to his tone, I can naturally feel that his state does not seem to be very good, and then his mood is also a little annoyed. After thinking about it, the cold heart finally did not ask, just look at the letter for a while, then the letter I put it on the front desk and didn't ask much.
He didn't want to say that she wouldn't ask too much. People like her always disliked nostalgia. For Lan Xiu, it was just a friend's concern.
In the faint smog that filled the air, Lan Xiu also frowned slightly. He took a cold look at the envelope that was put on the floor. After thinking about it, he explained it faintly. "It’s a letter from the blue family. I came out with Lan Qi. At that time, I have already cut off all the relations with them. At this time, it should not be a good thing to contact. If you don’t care about it, you can live a little easier."
The Blues have never been willing to mention the Blue House in these years. They have also dealt with the identity background of their own blue family. Therefore, few people know the true background of his blue repair, and the East Flow Cloud is very clear.
For the blue family, Lan Xiu also has no good impression. It is even more disgusting to some people. Therefore, when it comes up there, more is contradictory and disgusting.
"My past is not so glorious, I feel that I am just alone, so you don't have to worry too much. The Blue family has nothing to do with me long ago."
Lan Xiu said indifferently.
Cold heart naturally can capture such a cold and repulsive from the deep scorpion of Lan Xiu, although there are doubts in my heart, but there is no more question in the end, nodded, "Your thing, you look at it. Well, I believe that you can handle it well, but in my opinion, this situation, even if you ignore it, maybe they will find it."
Then I have written so many letters, I must be very determined. Blue repair is inevitably unwilling to pick up their calls. Therefore, they can only use such moves, either temptation or ......
Cold heart and then did not make too many conjectures. I looked up and looked at the blue repairs beside me. I found that his look was more depressed than before, and he took a breath and comforted. "Okay, don't think." Too much, since you don't put it in your heart, take a step and take a step."
Blue repair spit out a cigarette, and some irritated half of the remaining cigarettes were extinguished in the ashtray on the table. "Well."
It’s so simple that I’m so cold, I’m not too late, I’m slowly getting up.
Oh, it’s not early, I’ll have a rest early, I have to go to work tomorrow.

Say, and pick up the empty tray, "Good night."
Falling down these two words, the thin body has gone over, just stepping out, but I don't want to, suddenly the clothes corner is tight, she has not reacted, the whole person is blocked, and she is planted.