Chapter 135:

He stepped forward two steps and introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Yan Ning, I'm glad to meet you."
Chapter Sixty
Yanning is a particularly interesting guest.
In He An's impression, most of the guests who patronize the Qingguo Inn are like a busy gyro, coming with a car-carrying itinerary, and starting to walk around from the first second of entering the door. Those who arrive in the morning often disappear before noon. You have to wait until the bar is full at night, and you will have a chance to see you again.
More sophisticated, you will also change the national costumes of Luoyang Town before departure, with a wide-brimmed sun hat, a pair of sunglasses, a canvas bag, and then remove a stack of discount coupons from the small promotional shelf at the counter.
Over time, He An has adapted to a similar "travel rule"-although he always feels that something is wrong.
This is not the case for Yanning.
When He An checked in for him, he habitually pointed to the row of colorful travel brochures in front of him: "You come here alone, do you have any plans to play?"
Yan Ning smiled: "Not yet."
"Then ... how many scenic spots do I recommend to you?" He An blinked briskly, as if to reveal some interesting little secrets. "There are some good places in Luojing Town, not many people know the original ecology, not yet Collect money. "
"Okay."
He An leaned forward and found a few brochures from the corner of the propaganda shelf. He looked for it and said, "We are near the sea, and there is a coral reef on the east bank. It looks very beautiful in these years. The corals are albino. Only the town of Luojing is alive, so it is more precious.
"Then, there is a small waterfall on Luojing Mountain. It is in the forest north of Huijue Temple. There are wild deer in the vicinity. If you are not afraid of being born, you can take a look if you like small animals.
"There is also a flower garden south of the town. It has been open for several years. It's called Xiaoying. On Wednesday, there will be flowering courses. It only charges for materials. I often go there myself."
When he spoke, Yan Ning kept looking at him very gently, nodding from time to time.
He An organized the brochure, placed the room key on it, and handed it to Yanning: "Room 207, go up the courtyard stairs, turn right to the second room. If you have any questions, please feel free to come to me."
"Thank you."
Yanning took the key, but did not drag the suitcase away immediately, but lowered her head, facing the position of her trousers, and said kindly, "Children, do you want to go with me?"
"Lily of the valley ?!"
He An hurriedly walked out of the counter, and found that the little girl was holding Yan Ning's trousers tube, walking around in circles one step at a time, raising her head, and fooling into Yan Ningle stupidly.
"I'm sorry!" He quickly hugged Suzuran and explained, "She didn't do this before, and she was afraid of being born. Today ... I'm probably looking at you now, so ..."
Yanning liked this answer and said busyly: "It goes without saying I'm sorry. I'm glad to be approached by such a cute little girl."
Suzuran bit her little finger and twisted shyly.
He An thought that this was just an accidental episode, who knows that Lily of the Valley actually did not die about Yanning.
After lunch, he reconciled his expenses in the small living room alone, and compiled a list of room purchases this week. Suzuran entertained herself, holding a 666 fleshy little fat waist and arching around on the carpet.
As soon as I finished my account, the living room was empty, leaving only 666 people to sleep.
The child slipped into the courtyard to play again.
He An put down his pen and paper, got up and went to look for Lily of the Valley, who wanted to see a very warm picture as soon as he stepped out:
An old wicker chair was supported under the bougainvillea flower stand, and Yan Ning sat on it, holding a book, and a cup of tea on hand. But his gaze is not on the book, but full of love, looking at the opposite hydrangea bushes-Lily of the valley squatted there, left and right, slumped a bunch of white hydrangeas, and then held it and shook it. Walking towards Yanning.
"Huahua, ye."
Lily of the valley lifted her toes and tried to extend her arms to give flowers to Yan Ning.
Yan Ning took over the flowers and laughed.
Lily felt that she had received her flowers, and she was her person ever since, so she had to make an inch and coquettishly ask Yanning to hug her. Yanning was naturally unwilling. When she saw He An came out, she asked, "Can I hug her?"
"Yes, you can ..."
He Anzhen was so different that he could hardly speak.
Suzuran was too frightened before she was born. She was inherently sensitive and could discern the most subtle malice. She had almost instinctive distrust of strangers. Except for the three acquaintances who knew each other, she never approached anyone. Zheng Feiyong spoiled her for more than half a year and did not even get a close hug.