"What are you doing?"

"Linlin..."

"how?"

"Little Linlin, good Linlin..."

"Don't be so nasty, let go of your farts!" Zhang Lin knew her well enough.

"Well, I thought about it carefully, can you lend me some money?" Lin Ruolan smiled, with an unusually charming smile on her face.

Zhang Lin looked at her: "What do you want money for?"

"Of course it's a husband and wife. He's going to Milan, so I naturally have to go to Milan too, but I thought about it again, I don't have any money!"

"If you don't have money, you can just go!" Zhang Lin said as a matter of course: "Besides, you don't have the money to go abroad now, what will you do when you go abroad?"

"There is a very good saying, there is no unparalleled road, as long as I go abroad, I can find a job!"

Zhang Lin touched her forehead: "Are you confused? Do you speak English?"

Lin Ruolan's brows twitched: "Milan speaks Italian, not English."

Snorting angrily, Zhang Lin said: "How about I am so ignorant, first tell me if you can tell!"

"tiamo." Lin Ruolan looked at her.

"what?"

"I love you in Italian."

"As far as your sentence is concerned, you are still learning and selling now. Your studies here are not over yet. Do you want to die!"

Lin Ruolan reached out and grabbed her hand, shaking it lightly: "It's okay, I'm used to skipping classes anyway."

"Bah!" Zhang Lin shook off her hand.

"Xiao Linlin, why don't you be so cruel, just lend me the travel expenses, and I will figure out the rest."

Zhang Lin hummed: "You just turn your face and deny people, I have no money!"

"Zhang Lin, what are you thinking about today, should I borrow it or not?"

"You really changed your face. You really have no conscience. I only have 4,000 yuan. If you starve to death on the streets of Milan, don't ask me to collect your body. I don't have any travel expenses!"

Lin Ruolan smiled: "How can I change my face? I'm planning. If you say you don't want to borrow the flowers, I'll go and steal the four thousand yuan you hid in the flowerpot at night."

"Shameless!" Zhang Lin has nothing to do with her: "Visa, passport, all these have to be done. If you really plan to go out, do it. If it's just a whim, don't waste money."

Nibbling on the bread, Lin Ruolan nodded, her expression changed slightly, and she answered vaguely: "En!"

Zhang Lin glanced at her, then threw the bread aside: "What a pity you are pretending to be abandoned! I'll make porridge for you!"

"Little Linlin, I will always love you!" She shouted loudly behind her back with a smile.

"Come on, if you really love me, I can't afford it. How about lean meat porridge?" Zhang Lin's voice came from the kitchen.

Lin Ruolan nodded like a chicken pecking at shrimp: "Okay! But Xiao Linlin, I don't want a bowl of porridge with only two shreds of meat, I want a bowl of meat with only two spoons of porridge!"

"You better shut up!" Zhang Lin yelled at her in the kitchen.

As a result, Lin Ruolan calmed down, her eyes fell on the photo, she looked at it quietly, and then her thoughts drifted far away, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Han Cheng didn't get out of the car halfway, saying that he wanted to send Pei Yijing to Pei's house.

"By the way, I never asked, how is your illness now?"

"It's much better." Pei Yijing said calmly.

"Will it happen again?"

"sometimes."

Han Cheng let out a sigh of relief: "Didn't you go to the hospital again?"

"It's not necessary, it's useless to go, what I'm doing now is to get used to it slowly..."

While the two were chatting sentence by sentence, the car had already arrived at the door of Pei's house.

"How do you want to go back?" Pei Yijing looked at Han Cheng: "You drive the car away, and then I will drive back tomorrow."

Han Cheng shook his slender fingers: "The driver is already on his way to pick me up, don't worry."

Pei Yijing nodded, turned around, and was about to walk towards Pei's house, but Han Cheng's voice came over: "Wait a minute."

Hearing this, Pei Yijing stood there, a little confused, but Han Cheng had strode over and hugged him directly: "We'll see you in Milan then."

"Yes." Pei Yijing patted him on the shoulder: "See you in Milan."

After a while, Han Cheng let go and took two steps back. When Pei Yijing was about to leave, he unexpectedly kissed Pei Yijing's face lightly.

The heights of the two are about the same, and Han Cheng is a little lower in comparison.

Pei Yijing froze in place, and when he regained his senses, Han Cheng had already backed away, laughing loudly: "Etiquette abroad, why, are you scared?"

"No, good night." Pei Yijing nodded, then walked into Pei's house.

Until his figure disappeared from sight, Han Cheng still stood there, his eyes still looking at the direction he left, with soft eyes.

In the end, he stared deeply in that direction for a few more times, he retracted his gaze, and his slender fingers slid across his thin lips, but there seemed to be a touch of evil mixed with it, and he smiled.

The car also stopped at this time, Han Cheng got into the car, and then left, Milan, goodbye...

Mo Wan hadn't slept yet, and when she saw Pei Yijing walk in, she asked, "Where's Xiaolan? Hasn't she come over yet?"

Pei Yijing's footsteps paused slightly, and some bullheaded and ponytail asked: "Is she short of money?"

Work in a nightclub and live in an apartment like that because of lack of money?

"I don't know!" Mo Wan frowned: "I've been with her for two years, but I've never heard her mention her daddy and mommy. As for the lack of money, I really don't know. Why? Suddenly remembered to ask this, are you interested in Xiaolan?"

Pei Yijing shook his head, with a touch of helplessness in his words: "Second sister-in-law, I'm going upstairs first, you should go to bed early..."

Mo Wan shrugged his shoulders, a little puzzled, why did he say that Xiaolan is short of money out of nowhere?

It was really inexplicable, Mo Wan glanced at the time, and went upstairs, she was indeed sleepy.

In the room, Xiaoqi and Pei Yihuan had already fallen asleep, her small and soft body was lying on his chest like that.

Warm happiness flowed quietly in her heart. Walking over, she pulled the quilt up for the two of them, and then went to the bathroom.

Although the wound on Lin Ruolan's leg was a bit heavy, it was not very serious and she was still able to walk.

For that gift, she went all out again to wear clothes. The four thousand yuan Zhang Lin gave her was travel expenses, and this money must not be touched!

Anyway, that's what she did for him