An Lan Xin Tong listened to Yue Man Zhu's words, blinked his eyes, showing some confused look.

Anlan Xintong carefully thought about the memory of her predecessor, many of which were vague.

Listening to yuemanzhu's words, it seems that some light and shadow flashed through her mind.

Then the light and shadow, she felt a little familiar.

But specifically, she couldn't remember.

It seems that when my predecessor was a child, he lived with his father in the south, a place like spring all the year round, with rivers around the city.

It seems that when she was very young, her mother went, and then her father took her. Later, her father took her back to Yaojing.

The memory in an Lan Xin Tong's mind, vaguely, is the memory of his father.

The man of Zhilan Yushu is the heir of Anlan family. He is talented and has outstanding ability.

But it was such a man, but later it was very low-key.

He didn't want to revitalize his family. It seemed that he was devoted to teaching his daughter, and then he often took her to live in Jiangnan for a period of time.

According to an LAN Xintong, his father, an LAN Xiuhua, seems to be a person with a story hidden.

But for her mother, an lanxintong has no memory. She has no memory in her mind.

And my father never said it.

Yueman bamboo looked at an LAN Xintong's look, touched her head and said, "don't you remember?"

Now when yuemanzhu looks at an lanxintong, her heart is soft, and she can't help feeling her hair.

An Lan Xin Tong nodded, "well, I really don't remember. My previous memory is very vague."

"If you don't remember, don't think about it. It's a good trip."

An LAN Xintong looked at yueman bamboo seriously and said, "do you like playing? Have you had a good time? "

"I'm happy to see you happy, but sometimes I worry that Xintong will fly."

An Lan Xin Tong Leng next, turn to think, probably understand the meaning of month man bamboo.

An Lan Xin Tong chuckled and arched to yueman bamboo's arms. "Even if it's flying, it's flying to your arms! Anyway, where you are, I am! "

Hearing this, yuemanzhu was also amused.

He reached out and pinched an lanxintong's nose.

Because of an Lan Xin Tong's words, Yue Man Zhu's heart also warmed up, and the warm current wrapped his whole body.

Yuemanzhu sometimes feels a little inconceivable. I don't know when to start. He cares more about an lanxintong than he imagined.

Sometimes he would be worried about the gains and losses.

At this time, yueman bamboo holding an LAN Xintong can't help but force up.

An Lan Xin Tong felt the pain, "man Zhu, you hold too hard."

When an LAN Xintong spoke, he always had a coquettish tone.

Yueman bamboo this just come back to mind, he seems to be too hard, "pain?"

An Lan Xin Tong hears these words, his face is a little red, every time two people are most intimate, he will also be afraid of her pain, will ask her like this.

An Lan Xin Tong's face is a little red. She leans on Yue Man Zhu's arms and says gently, "it doesn't hurt."

Feel an Lan Xin Tong's delicate, month man bamboo's heart all follow a quiver, the heart all can't control of palpitation.

The carriage went on slowly, and then passed a mountain path.

It's getting dark.

Suddenly, yuemanzhu seemed to feel something, and a faint light flashed through his eyes.

He said faintly, "stop!"

The driver, in fact, is a subordinate of yueman bamboo. In the dark, someone arranged by yueman bamboo is protecting him.