Don’t Cry

Chapter 72:

There is a private leisure manor on the outskirts of m city, covering a vast area. The park is planned and designed with a variety of styles and pleasant scenery. +++Mobile reading visit m.NovelMTL.com

The manor has implemented a membership access system, which has a high annual fee and a very high threshold for membership. This also makes it rare to see guests in the manor, and it is very private (sexual xing) (strong qiang).

Lan Jingqian brought Tang Ran out on Saturday, and the actual destination was here.

Tang Ran couldn't look at it. Before entering the park, he had been in a car again, naturally not knowing what he was like.

She only knew that after the car stopped, the surroundings seemed very quiet.

Lan Jingqian waved back from the service staff in the manor who was going to help him park the car, signaled the other party to silence, and got out of the driver's seat.

Walking to the passenger seat of this black (color) semi-convertible car, Lan Jingqian pulled the car door and unlocked the seat belt for the little girl in the car.

"Xiaoran, we are here. You can get out of the car."

Tang Ran sat in the car and hesitated for a while. Instead of moving in a hurry, she turned her head a little nervously, and asked softly, "Uncle, where is this place?"

Seeing the girl's defense, Lan Jingqian smiled helplessly: "If I really want to abduct you, then you are only alert now, isn't it a bit late?"

Tang Ran held back, lowered his head and said muffledly, "I just wanted to come up with it, I don't want to stay at home all the time... and I know you are not a bad person."

While speaking, the little girl slowly moved out of the passenger seat holding the blind cane.

Lan Jing modestly supported the girl and walked her on the road paved with marble slabs.

Near noon, the sun was shining from among the leaves of the trees beside the path. The shadows and the broken light are all like lake water, swaying on the stone road with the cool autumn wind.

Lan Jingqian chatted with the girl in a gentle voice: "How do you know that I am not a bad person? A bad person will not tell you that he is."

Tang Ran held the blind stick and walked carefully. He thought about it and tilted his head for a moment. "Sitting together and talking for a long time, you can always hear the sound."

"People can lie, and their voices can deceive, so what should we do?" Lan Jingqian asked with a smile and lowered his eyes.

Tang Ran frowned in distress.

Lan Jingqian looked at the little girl who was much shorter than him, and the emotions in his eyes softened.

He raised his hand and lightly (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the top of the little girl's head: "It's not difficult for you."

Tang Ran was stopped by (touching Mo).

Lan Jingqian slowed down, "What's the matter?"

Tang Ran returned to his senses and embarrassed (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his bangs: "Uncle seems to like (touching Mo) his head very much."

"..."

Lan Jingqian stopped where he was, and after two or three seconds, he narrowed his eyes slowly: "Also?"

Tang Ran didn't notice the subtle emotional changes implied in this word, and only blushed because of thinking of someone: "I know someone who treats me like a child, and always likes (touching Mo) my head like this. "

Lan Jingqian endured the (strong qiang) emotions in his heart and tried to make his voice sound soft, natural and casual: "The person you mentioned is the one you mentioned yesterday...the wishing pool?"

Tang Ran was in a daze.

It took two seconds for her to lift her head up: "Ah, I mentioned it to you yesterday," the little girl blushed and smiled with a small dimple, "I forgot it all."

"..."

well. It has reached the point where it can be mentioned unconsciously.

Lan Jingqian's eyes a small chilly storm.

"What's the name of that Xiaoran's friend? Does he often go to Tang's house to play with you?"

"Not very often, he is very busy." The little girl said seriously, "but he treats me very well. In addition to installing a lot of devices in the partial house, he also provides positioning for me. He said that every time I go out The location can be opened in front of the door so that he can know where I am."

Lan Jingqian paused: "In addition to positioning, is there a function that can ask him for help?"

Tang Ran was surprised: "How does uncle know?"

Lan Jingqian didn't speak

He is really more and more curious now, which one of the high-achieving students in the field of control is using all the knowledge and skills learned in the professional to bend a little girl.

The more Lan Jingqian thought about it, the more dangerous his eyes were, and finally he managed to suppress it.

He looked down at Tang Ran and followed the little girl's words: "That sounds like he is indeed a very powerful person."

"Right?" The little girl was so happy that her eyes were all bowed, and she raised her face proudly as if she was being praised.

Lan Jingqian squinted lightly, his voice still gentle: "Xiao Ran seems to like him very much?"

Tang Ran was startled.

After two seconds, she turned back, her voice lowered: "Is that obvious?"

Lan Jingqian is kind and helpless: "When you mention him, you always smile as if it is about to bloom."

"..."

The little girl was still silent, causing Lan Jingqian to feel a bad start. He frowned, "Could it be that he doesn't like you?"

At the end of the speech, I can already hear a little anger. How does Lan Jingqian think that his little girls are cute, well-behaved and sensible, so beautiful when they laugh, and so painful when they are sad... How can it be in this world? Does any **** dare to like his little girl? ?

Tang Ran was silent for a long time before speaking softly, a little frustrated: "He seems to treat me as a daughter."

Lan Jingqian: "?"

Tang Ran didn't notice Lan Jingqian's shock, and still lowered his head and said, "Maybe it's because I am young and short."

When I mentioned this, the little girl's face was so bitter that she almost wrinkled together: "He must be more than one meter and eight meters, I am only 159. Standing next to him, she must look like a child."

Lan Jingqian couldn't bear to look at the little girl's grievances, and said comfortingly: "No (guanguan) department, our Xiaoran is only 16 or 7 years old, and will grow in the future."

Tang Ran sighed softly again, with a serious and heavy expression, "And there are so many people who like him."

Lan Jingqian was almost amused by the little girl and asked, "How do you know?"

"His friend told me." Tang Ran said, "He is very good-looking, very good and very smart. There are many girls in their school who like him, let alone outside..."

"Then does he have a girlfriend?"

"It seems, no."

"It's as good as you said, and there is no girlfriend..."

As Lan Jingqian said, a figure of a young man standing lazily (inserting cha) in his trouser pockets, smiling but not smiling appeared in his mind.

Lan Jingqian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "It's a strange species."

Tang Ran fell silent again.

Lan Jingqian waited for a while, then looked down at the little girl, "Why don't you speak anymore?" The little girl who had been entangled for a long time raised her head with a serious and serious expression: "Uncle, I will tell you a secret, and then I will ask you a few questions. Okay?"

"secret?"

"Well, you have to promise me that you can't tell others."

"...Okay," Lan Jingqian crouched over, "I will not tell anyone."

Tang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still strained: "The secret is that although it is difficult to achieve, I want to chase him."

Lan Jingqian's expression was slightly stagnant.

After a few seconds, the old father, who was ringing the alarm bell in his heart, got out of that complicated and dangerous emotional fringe (off-tuo), and endured his voice and asked, "Then, what's the problem?"

Tang Ran's expression was tangled: "I don't know what to do. The only boys I know are him and his friends, so I can't ask his friends. Although there was a love lesson yesterday, I still don't quite understand the dating part. What kind of place should I choose..."

"Wait a minute," Lan Jingqian traced back the girl's voice in his mind, and then made sure that a certain word he heard was not an illusion, "What love teaching class? Who gave you it?"

Tang Ran answered honestly: "My robot."

"robot?"

"Well, a smart human-shaped bionic robot for home service." When talking about the robot, the little girl also smiled, "It's a gift I received on my birthday this year."

"Able to have intelligent dialogue and communication?"

Tang Ran nodded: "I heard that it has hundreds of thousands of language modules, as well as artificial skin and human-like heartbeat and body temperature. It is very powerful."

"..."

Lan Jingqian frowned slightly

Although these classification functions are indeed functions that can be achieved by the current technical level, there are still many problems in theory when these functions are integrated and put into commercial sales and home use.

This suspicion was temporarily pressed down by Lan Jingqian. He looked at Tang Ran: "Then, how did that robot teach you?"

Tang Ran said distressedly: "It said that dating is an important step in cultivating relationships. Uncle, are you right?"

"..."

Lan Jingqian, who had only been in love once in his life and had no desires and desires in relationships for many years, fell silent when he heard this.

After a few seconds of silence, Lan Jingqian said uncertainly: "Yes, right."

Tang Ran heard the hesitation in these words and asked hesitantly, "Uncle, have you chased a girl?"

Lan Jingqian: "..."

He didn't.

He has only been very (strongly) pursued by the woman who should make the little girl in front of him call her mother.

Tang Ran waited for silence, and then asked, "Uncle how many times have you been in love?"

Lan Jingqian: "..."

Lan Jingqian: "Once."

Tang Ran: "Ah." I don't know if that little expression is emotion, accident or sympathy.

Tang Ran thought about it as much as possible this time before asking: "Uncle, you should have been to other places other than study or work, dating experience?"

Lan Jingqian: "..."

He was born with no romantic cells in this aspect, and in school, he also had a cool style of reading only sage books.

During the relationship, apart from the library, the study room, the (fuck cao) field and the cafeteria of their two schools, it seemed that there was only...

The hotel is out.

The air was embarrassingly silent.

In the industry, the founder of auto technology, who is known for his calmness and responsiveness, is frozen in the autumn wind at the end of November, looking at the curious little girl waiting, but can't speak a word.

This was quiet for dozens of seconds, and Tang Ran slowly understood something. She hesitated and comforted softly: "It's not (guanguan), uncle, when I have dating experience, I will teach you."

Lan Jingqian: "..."