I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

After bidding farewell to Zhou Guangkai, who appeared inexplicably, Xiao Lan found a training room again and was once again engaged in the battle.

Life lies in the fact that motion is the unchanging truth.

After a pleasant day of fighting, Xiao Lan was refreshed when he left the training ground.

Sure enough, it's still a good fight, and it's more comfortable to exercise more.

Xiao Lan feels that the most important issue now is how to survive in this advent world. As for other things, let it be put first, and wait for the boat to reach the bridgehead naturally, it is useless to think too much.

When faced with Luo, what should I do?

After returning to the room, Xiao Lan felt calm when she saw Luo's face that was a bit foul, and greeted him as usual: "I'm back."

"Welcome back." Seeing Xiao Lan's condition recover, Luo also smiled as always.

Today he is preparing Earl Grey tea. The mellow aroma of black tea is paired with the fragrance of bergamot to form a unique and fresh taste.

Xiao Lan sat on the sofa and tasted the taste of Earl Grey tea slowly.

Speaking of which, he was unable to distinguish the difference between each type of tea at all, and even felt that tea was not better than water. But after meeting Luo, he tasted countless kinds of tea from the other party's hands, and gradually tasted it. Finally, he could understand why those who like tea like it.

This kind of gentle and long-lasting aroma, combined with the soft taste, always has a tranquil taste that has been quiet for years.

No wonder there is a traditional leisure activity such as afternoon tea.

"The weather has turned cold recently, do you want to go to the hot spring, sir?" Luo's voice came from the side.

"Hot Spring?" Xiao Lan said.

"Yes, before I built a hot spring villa on a mountain, it has not yet started business. At this time, it is just for you to experience it." Luo's tone is like saying that I am going to go out to bask in the sun.

Xiao Lan has reached a point where Luo's ability to make money can be calmly accepted at any time. He is not curious at all. How does Luo make so much money every month when he only returns to reality for a few days.

Not at all, really.

Really...

"You can tell me what is inadequate, and it will be convenient for subsequent improvement." Luo continued, "I have installed strict security measures throughout the mountain. Once an outsider enters, an alarm will be issued from the foot of the mountain, and you don’t need to. Worried about safety."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Where did you come from?

Xiao Lan remembers that when they were in the real world, they left shortly after being attacked. Luo actually arranged the security of the Hot Spring Villa at that time. This efficiency is really terrible.

Now that Luo has arranged so well, why else does he refuse?

It was night when the two returned to the real world.

As soon as he stepped on his floor, Xiao Lan heard howling from the window:

"Ooo... Ooo... Ooo..."

The cry sounded miserable and miserable, showing a lonely sadness in the middle of the night, and people could not help feeling sympathy.

This sound is quite familiar, it's Tiehanhan.

It seems that there is no need to ask more, Tie Han's love story has come to an end. I hope that the younger two-harvard boy who has been in love for the first time can grow from this love, as Uncle Zhang said.

Then Xiao Lan went to bed first.

And Luo didn't need to sleep. He used the evening to arrange the private plane the next morning directly. The time that Mr. Mr. returned to the real world was so precious. How could he waste wasted on meaningless waiting.

By the way, I contacted the store where the car was booked and asked them to send him the custom-made Bugatti Veyron.

At the same time, the security system that was scheduled before leaving also worked. Now the safety factor around this villa is no longer the same grade as before. A house that looks the same as usual. In fact, even an ant passing by the door will be monitored.

When Xiao Lan slept unknowingly, Luo's night was very busy.

The next morning.

When they packed up and went out, they just met Uncle Zhang who worked hard in the yard.

Next to it is the iron hank happily nibbling on the slippers, and there are still the wreckage of the slippers around. Obviously this is not the only slippers that have been poisoned by the hands. Look at it with its tail twisted with its **** twisted. You can understand the happiness of Tie Han Han at the moment.

It seems that as long as the family can be demolished, the trouble of falling out of love cannot defeat it.

"Grandpa Zhang good morning." Xiao Lan greeted Uncle Zhang.

Luo also nodded at the other party.

Uncle Zhang was also very happy to see Xiao Lan and them: "Early, Xiao Xiao, you are back, it looks good."

"We have been doing pretty well recently and plan to take advantage of the free time these days." Xiao Lan pointed to Lola's suitcase, and then turned his attention to Uncle Zhang's yard, "Your vegetable plot looks It’s awesome, every one is water and spirit."

His compliment really didn't mean to exaggerate or comfort each other. The vegetable field in front of him looked lush, and every vegetable was fresh and tender, even if it was a boutique dish in the supermarket.

In the yard where Erha was raised, this achievement can be called a miracle in human history.

"Alas..." Uncle Zhang didn't rejoice, but instead sighed, "Tie Han Han has eaten all my dishes. These are my son's airlifted from a special cultivation base. , Just settled all in."

Xiao Lan: "..."

It is really a unique farming method for krypton players.

Wanting to come to Uncle Zhang's son, the current President Zhang, was also in a hurry to take care of his old father's hobby of wanting to raise two ha and also want to grow vegetables.

It really saves time to take a private plane. You only need to arrive 20 minutes in advance. There are no restrictions on liquids like knives during security. After all, the plane is your own, just be happy.

After a few hours.

The two got off the plane. Luo had already arranged the shuttle bus and sent them directly to the place where the hot spring villa was located.

Xiao Lan was shocked to see the endless "mountain" in front of him. What is this special name called a mountain? In his concept, aren't all the mountains? What is the feeling of the surrounding mountains in front of you?

He seemed to have walked into any scenic spot.

At the foot of Xiao Lan is a continuous mountain. The area from the middle of the mountain up is a piece of white snow, which is dotted with red plum forest. The beautiful red is particularly moving against the surrounding snow.

As the mountain breeze blew by, the fluttering snowflakes fluttered between the red plums as if dancing, and the air smelled of a faint plum blossom fragrance.

It looks like a fairyland.

In this beautiful scenery, the hot spring villa stands quietly.

The villa is a retro Tang style building. With the unique quaint feeling of the Tang Dynasty, the roof lines are stretched and smooth, like the wings of a bird. The overall color is simple and simple. Without the decoration of the Ming and Qing buildings, it looks particularly solemn and generous. Extraordinary.

Surrounded by this piece of snow scene and red plum, it looks like Foshan Village and them are originally integrated.

Xiao Lan couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful here."

Luo didn't boast, but said lightly: "You just like it. If you want to exercise before you soak in the hot spring, you can go out and walk around. The Merlin here is also my private territory."

Xiao Lan: "..."

The poor negative bourgeoisie felt the invisible dimensionality reduction blow from the local tyrants.

After entering the hot spring villa, Xiao Lan found that the interior of the villa was the same classic Tang style as the exterior, all kinds of modern things were cleverly hidden, everything seemed harmonious and orderly.

After having a sumptuous dinner made of Shanzhen.

Luo took him to the top hot spring private soup in the whole villa.

It was an independent yard, and there was an exquisite hot spring pool in the yard, even the introduced spring water was separated from other hot spring pools.

There is also a huge red plum in the courtyard. I don’t know how old it is. The branch extends to the edge of the pool. You can admire the red plum blossoming over the head when you soak in the pool water. From time to time, plum blossoms fall into the pool water.

After changing clothes, Xiao Lan wrapped a towel around his waist and entered the pool first.

He soaked in the hot spring and felt his body stretch out.

The hot spring water infiltrated his cold white skin that was naturally not tanned, and his body was symmetrical in texture without a trace of fat, so that he had a little warm color all over his body.

Xiao Lan was lying beside the pool, and the whole person was lazy and didn't want to move at all.

His eyes narrowed, and he looked lazy and harmless. A red plum was blown off the branch by the wind and slowly fell to his hair. Xiao Lan was too lazy to take it off.

Looking at what he is now, it's totally unreminiscent of his neatness when he started.

Xiao Lan couldn’t remember how long he hadn’t been in a hot spring. The busy and poor life made him not even enter the bathtub several times. The bath was basically solved by shower.

Relaxing in such a quaint yet exquisite environment is still an unprecedented experience.

"This is the wine specially made by the villa, named Xuezhuo, would you like to taste it?" Luo's voice came from not far away.

Xiao Lan turned his head and saw that Luo had taken off his meticulous three-piece suit, just like him, only wrapped a towel around his waist, and the beautiful muscle lines were fully exposed in this way, following his every An action changed slightly.

His hair was soaked in the snow all the way, it was no longer so neat, but it seemed lazy and casual.

Luo put the wooden tray in his hand on the stone beside the pool and entered the pool.

The hot spring water wets his body a little bit, and a few falling snowflakes are on his shoulders, melted by his no longer cold body temperature, and turned into water droplets sliding down from his chest and bore, down the muscle line , From the chest, mouth to the abdomen, the muscles are finally hidden in the waist and traces of the pool water, and there is no trace.

Luo smiled and said to Xiao Lan in a low voice: "Sir, are you looking at me?"

Between the water vapor and the dim lights, the picture is simply--

I can't do it.

It's like a quirky monster dormant in the mountains in the legend of ghosts, and they will be swallowed into the abdomen if they are careless.

Xiao Lan suddenly felt that his breath was a little tight.

He quickly shook the water in his head and coughed a little: "Cough...that...what wine?"

"Oh." Luo smiled, disapproving of Xiao Lan's disagreement.

Luo reached out and took the white porcelain jug placed on the tray beside the pool. He handed the jug to Xiao Lan. The jug was small and exquisite, and it could be held in one hand with just one hand. The wine tailored for the mountain village has red plums and new snow in the mountains during the wine making process. You try it."

Xiao Lan reached over and took it, the tentacles were warm, and I thought that Luo had already warmed the wine in advance.

Take a sip, the wine is soft and smooth at the entrance, with a slight plum fragrance and a hint of sweetness, the wine is fresh and mellow, and people can't help but drink again.

"This wine is really good, and it matches well with this villa." Xiao Lan couldn't help complimenting, "Is it called Xue Zhuo?"

"Yes, your praise is the best compliment to it." Luo also picked up the hip flask and drank the wine against the surrounding beauty.

Half of it is to resolve his previous embarrassment, and half is Xue Zhuo. It’s really delicious. Xiao Lan quickly drank a whole pot of wine. There are still several pots in the tray brought by Suo Luoluo, enough for him to have fun. .

Luo deliberately forgot to tell Xiao Lan that the reason why Xue Zhuo has the word "zhuo" in it is because although the taste of this wine is soft, the degree is actually very high. Ordinary people are almost drunk after drinking a pot.

Unconsciously, Xiao Lan had drunk several pots.

His volume of wine is actually very good, but he can't carry several pots of scorching power.

Then he began to feel that the whole world was clearly distinct, and there was an indescribable joy and joy in his heart.

Xiao Lan's cheeks floated on his cheeks, and he said to Luo: "Luo, you are so pretty."

Luo had a somewhat surprised look. He didn't expect his shy master to give him a straight shot as soon as he came.

Xiao Lan looked at Luo with a smile on his face: "It looks better than Grandpa Zhang!"

Luo: "..."

Despite being praised, what does it mean to be happy?

Xiao Lan approached him and stared carefully. His breath gently brushed Luo's cheek. Luo could see his reflection in his eyes, feeling that he seemed to have a real heartbeat.

Xiao Lan said seriously: "It looks better than Tiehanhan!"

Luo: "..."

Okay, his husband may have been too drunk.

It seems that it is better to revise Xue Zhuo's brewing method.

After Xiao Lan and Luo stared at each other for a few seconds, he reached out and seemed to want to stroke Luo's cheek. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and Luo could clearly feel the temperature of Xiao Lan's body at the moment.

Luo breathed his breath and waited.

When he had felt the heat of his fingertips touching his cheek, Xiao Lan suddenly fell down, and the whole person fell on Luo's body.

Luo quickly reached out and supported him: "Sir?"

Xiao Lan did not respond at all, and seemed to be asleep. His eyes were quietly closed, and his head was resting on Luo's shoulders. The whole person was a little hot because of alcohol and hot springs.

Luo Ning stared at Xiao Lan's quiet sleep, and did not speak or move for a while.

I don't know when to start, his eyes can no longer be removed from Xiao Lan.

Perhaps it was not a long-term companionship, perhaps Xiao Lan’s support at a critical moment, perhaps Xiao Lan’s strength and optimism... Xiao Lan never complained, his eyes were always the hope of progress, he He never made any request to Luo, but Luo couldn't help but give him more.

This person, like the lights in the night, always constantly attracted Luo's eyes.

If you want to get closer, it doesn't matter if you are burned.

Luo found himself unable to tolerate having someone else take his place.

After a moment, Luo reached out and opened Xiao Lan's forehead.

Gently, a kiss fell on his forehead.

"Good night, sir."