Love Delusion

Lin Anran's small illustration has been updated again.

His pen drew the little man with a round head and a round brain on the paper. This time the villain did not shed tears and did not take the tortoise shell anymore, it restored its original expression of dementia.

A person outside the painting is wearing a suit. He is sitting in a sitting posture. He is in a dementia position on his knees, holding a bunch of flowers in his hands, kneeling on one knee, and lifting his two Doudou eyes forcefully.

Dementia is showing love to people outside the screen.

If you look closely, you will find that there are two tiny, twinkling stars in Doudou's eyes.

After painting, Lin Anran put down his pen.

After the cousin left, Lin Anran knew that her aunt must be calling.

Although this was the result he wanted, Mr. Shang threw his cousin out today, and Lin Anran was a little bit unsure about his aunt's call.

Lin Anran anxiously waited for this unpredictable call to come in.

The afternoon passed, and my aunt's phone number did not come. Lin Anran considered whether he should take the initiative to fight in the past, but he wondered if he could not wait to do so.

He was entangled in the time when it was night, and the phone still didn't move.

This should fall within the normal time frame... right. Lin Anran didn't know that he was a person who could easily lose track. Just because of psychological preparation, the waiting time seems extremely long.

He decided that if his aunt hadn't called before eight o'clock, he would call and apologize to his aunt.

When my aunt's call came, Lin Anran was using the idle shoebox at home to make handwork.

The shoe box was made into a storage box with six grids, so that it could be used to store the watch worth a few suites in the drawer of his bedside table.

After knowing the truth, Lin Anran was really frightened to see Mr. Shang just throwing the watches in several suites in his bedside table, and his heart was abrupt.

Aunt called, Lin Anran quickly put down the shoe box in her hand. With a vibrating mobile phone in his hand, he moved his mouth quickly, and then solemnly pressed to answer.

"Hey, Xiao Ran—"

"Auntie."

Lin Anran stood up somehow, circling around in the living room by himself.

"Did I drink the soup I brought you?" the aunt asked him.

"Drink, aunt."

The aunt's tone still sounded the same as before, and she didn't seem to be angry.

"It's fine if you drink it," the aunt paused on her head, her tone of voice was a little careful, and asked: "Then, do you share it with your roommate? Are you two divided enough?"

Hearing her mention Shang Hao, Lin Anran came to the spirit: "Enough, aunt."

"Okay, okay... Well, I heard your cousin say, what kind of group is your roommate's house? What is that?"

"Well, his family does some real estate, hotels, tourism, cars... these."

Lin Huiyan was stunned. With such a flamboyant bunch, Xiao Ran will not be deceived by the bad MLM outside, right?

Lin Anran was nervous, and Lin Huiyan was also very worried there. In the afternoon, the son she heard back said that Xiao Ran had a roommate at home, but he was a little overwhelmed at the time.

Really have a roommate? Did she misunderstand? But what about the empty room she saw before? ...

Lin Huiyan couldn't sit still when she heard her son talk about this in the afternoon, and immediately wanted to call Xiaoran. But on another thought, calling too quickly will inevitably be abrupt, and I'm too impatient, so I think more about the problems.

At night, she felt that it was almost time, and then she forced Xiao Ran to call her calmly.

The two people at both ends of the phone didn't want the other party to notice their urgency, so they agreed casually to see Shang Hao together next time.

President Shang seemed to be the President of Shang who was circled in the zoo waiting to be seen.

Lin Anran saw that his aunt had never mentioned the matter of Cousin In the afternoon, he himself mustered up the courage and sincerely admitted his mistake: "Auntie, the matter of Cousin In the afternoon..."

In the afternoon, Shang Hao didn't intentionally throw his cousin out.

He thought hard about the wording.

"I'm sorry?" The aunt reacted for a second, and immediately thought of something, her voice suddenly became louder: "Your cousin bullied you, isn't it?"

Lin Huiyan is well aware of Lin Anran's character, and if nothing happens, this child would not take the initiative to mention it easily.

Lin Anran suddenly realized that his cousin had not filed a complaint with his aunt at this moment. He changed his words sharply: "Well, I want to say that I forgot to thank my cousin in the afternoon."

When saying this, Lin Anran's speech speeded up because of a guilty conscience.

This is like him. Lin Huiyan didn't doubt it, and smiled on the other end: "Silly boy, what are you talking about."

It seems that my cousin didn't mention it to my aunt. Maybe it feels shameless. It's just that between the electric light and flint, he subconsciously wanted to protect the shortcomings and protect our businessman.

The plan so far is proceeding smoothly. Lin Anran, who hung up, felt at ease and comfortable, as if he had accomplished a major event. Thinking of Aunt Li seeing Shang Hao taking a step forward, his happiness in his heart reached another level.

He looked back to find where the merchant at home was.

Today, Lin Anran is like a silly boy in the village who has managed to marry a new daughter-in-law. It depends on how the business manager at home looks fresh and how he likes it.

Speaking of it, yesterday Lin Anran impulsively posted that news on his homepage, which also triggered a wave of fermentation.

Because the value of this painting was too high, curious crowds of onlookers asked him many things about the painting under that dynamic, and many speculations and hypotheses appeared.

Lin Anran hurriedly explained one of the comments under the question "Is the painting the wife?": "It's a gift."

It's not a painting he bought, it's a gift.

The pervasive keen netizens immediately deduced that this is a wave of dog food.

Clues: 1. Because the wife's previous dynamics did not involve anything more Versailles, all the Versailles dynamics appeared after the love dynamic; 2. The wife said it was a gift, so it is very likely that this is a bowl of dog food.

That dynamic quickly reduced to a new position for dog food. Lin Anran received many blessings.

His own post comes with a bit of forwarding volume. Before, a fan still posted a post under his post @了一个大博主. Lin Anran remembered that the blogger’s id was "wealthy person speaking".

As a result, the blogger really reposted Lin Anran's dynamic, and the publicity effect was directly full.

Within a day, the number of forwarding comments on Lin Anran's homepage rose steadily, and for this reason, there was a small increase in fans.

Lin Anran had no sense of security regarding the fact that the post she posted was making a lot of noise, so she turned the post she posted private, and sent an apology to the blogger in a private letter.

Too high-profile is not good, he thinks so.

After President Shang came out of the shower at night, Lin Anran warmed up his aunt's stew and served it to him. I sat aside and watched Mr. Shang drinking the soup with his eyes cordially.

It really hurts the more I look at it...Lin Anran touched this man's sleeve lovingly, feeling sweet inside.

Not to mention, the generals of the businessmen are so good-looking, kind and good-natured. Unlike the previous one, it's a bit horrible.

Why do I like him so much?

Like it, and shy.

"Are you drinking?" Shang Hao turned his head and asked him.

Lin Anran shook his head.

"Oh." Shang Hao suddenly said before turning his head back to drink the soup, "I love you too."

Lin Anran's throat choked, and for a moment, she felt as if she was poked by Shang Hao's saying that she loved him, and she was softened by the poking.

He didn't say anything in the end.

Before that, he had never thought that there would be someone who would live with him every day, and halfway through the soup, he would turn his head and say that I love you too.

As if loving him is a daily matter.

Lin Anran couldn't tell the feeling, it was warm and numb.

To what extent has his enthusiasm for his new partner been soaring.

During bedtime, when Shang Hao was in bed looking at his mobile phone, Lin Anran happily leaned to the house and asked Mr. Shang whether he would count the sheep tonight.

Now he is already a guest of honor to the general manager of the family. Hearing this, Shang Hao silently turned his gaze to him.

Something is wrong. This person's attitude towards himself is too wide. Shang Hao has come out, maybe this is called double standard.

Shang Hao did not agree to his proposal to count sheep, but looked at Lin Anran and gave him an unpredictable smile.

A pair of dark eyes stared at him. The gleaming light in his eyes was meant to strip Lin Anran naked.

Lin Anran:...

Careless. He patronized happily today, forgetting that this person is a stinky pervert, ah no, forgetting that Shang always has a special hobby.

If this person is separate, there is no problem with him hammering ten (?), if he is replaced by the general manager, he will have to be hammered by the general manager.

Ten minutes later, Lin Anran's people straddled him, always feeling that this posture had an indescribable and shy feeling.

Because it was President Shang's body sitting under his butt, his face was thin, and he did not dare to look directly at Shang Hao's face at this time.

Shang Hao, who was leaning on the bed, pinched his waist with both hands, urging him with his eyes.

Lin Anran: "Then I will start."

Shang Hao let Ranran kiss him himself.

Saying that, he actually didn't know where to utter his mouth. In the end, he just leaned in and clicked Shang Chief's lips.

"Is it all gone?" Shang Hao was dissatisfied: "Put my tongue out, Lin Anran."

In order to avoid getting too close, Lin Anran had already supported Shang Hao's shoulders with both hands in advance with a sense of crisis. However, in the end he still couldn't get up, and Shang Hao held the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

The beating sound of water in the room lasted a long time.

I don't know why the scene turned into Shang Hao pressing his kiss. The two fell on the bed one after another, and Shang Hao asked him whether it would work.

Lin Anran was obedient to him tonight, like a soft jellyfish in the water, which seemed to be transformed into a shape no matter how you knead it. Being obediently makes people want to bully even more.

Lin Anran said, OK. Shang Hao's hand had already been inserted into his clothes.

He didn't kiss Lin Anran anymore, it was just that the people who looked from the top and looked down were flushed, and looked like they turned their heads intolerably and had nowhere to escape.

Lin Anran regretted it. He was itchy to the touch, but because it was Shang Hao's palm, his body felt intimate and shy. His brain was also numbly comfortable, taking time to think of it, wondering if his body would also be red.

"President Shang," Lin Anran endured for a while, and finally lay on the bed to remind him, his eyes pointing downwards: "Vice President Shang has been standing up for a long time."

Shang Hao heard it. The expression on his face was careless, deaf, and even arrogantly used his vice president to resist Lin Anran.

He touched Lin Anran's neck with his hand, causing a large area of ​​his clothes to be opened and exposed to the air.

When Lin Anran was with him, even the normal physiological reactions of adult men rarely appeared. On occasions where there is a second person, including Mr. Shang, he is always psychologically restrained. Even if something happens in the morning, he will handle it first.

It is not easy for Shang Hao to get into his bed, so he solved this situation by himself.

Over time, Lin Anran had such an impression of the private lives of the two.

Let the deputy general station of business stop. It’s been the case before, just wait for it to stand tired.