Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me

There was a bird singing outside the window, and A Miao opened her eyes and stretched her waist, then thought of burying her face in the pillow again.

She dreamed of the Star Stars last night ...

"Hate!" Blushing into the bathroom without knowing what kind of dream it was.

Today is the fifth day of her arrival in the Lan family, and today is the weekend. Not only will Lan Hua's son come back, I heard that those cousins ​​and sisters will be guests.

Obviously, they came for themselves.

"Amiao! Listen, no one can help you. The star star is not here, and the poetry is not here." Looking at herself in the mirror, Amiao fisted, "This is your own fight, come on! "

Packed up, A Miao took a deep breath and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Miss!" Qi Qi said hello again.

A Miao nodded: "Hello everyone!"

She didn't ignore these people and greeted everyone every day. No matter what other people think, this is her own politeness and principle.

"Miss is early!" Obviously, someone could like it too.

A Miao smiled and nodded: "Fubo early!"

She also knows that there are two stewards in this family, one is Fobo and the other is Li. Forbes only listened to Lan Lixiao's words.

"There will be a lot of people tonight." Fube suddenly whispered as he went to the restaurant.

A Miao laughed a little mischievously: "I won't be eaten?"

"Oh! Miss is just as usual." Fu Bo said that she wasn't afraid, and then lowered her voice. "If the juniors say something awful, you don't need to give face, just go back."

Amy was so grateful for this obvious hint, she nodded her head heavily: "Fober rest assured, I won't embarrass Grandpa!"

"What do you two say?" Lan Lixiao, who was already sitting at the table, asked curiously.

A Miao smiled and walked over and hugged the old man: "Fu Bo praised me for being beautiful today!"

"Nonsense!" Lan Lixiao glared at Fu Bo. "When is my granddaughter not beautiful?"

Faber smiled and agreed: "Yes, yes, the youngest lady is the most beautiful!"

When the Lan Qin couples came, they saw a kind of kindness in the restaurant. She poked her mouth and went in: "Dad!" A smiley face had been replaced.

"Aunt, uncle!" A Miao also smiled.

Lan Qin passed by and touched her head, while Hu Hai smiled at her.

A Miao has read a lot of Beijing Gossip magazines these days, and what he says about Hu Hai is that he saved the entire universe in his last life before he could get a daughter of the Lan family.

There is always a look of contempt in the lines, and rarely mention his work.

"My brother is so!" Lan Qin said while spreading peanut butter on the bread. "He knew what the party was for today, and he went to a foreign meeting."

Lan Lixiao did not react: "The company's affairs are normal, and it is not an important party." The old man paused, his tone was a bit cold. "It was the same when I met A Miao at a dinner party. They had to meet in advance ... ... "

His eyes cast on A Miao, who gave him a light smile.

"Yeah!" Lan Lixiao nodded. "See you, see me. My granddaughter isn't invisible."

Lan Qin laughed: "Look at your dad, uncle is just curious, and I will be curious if I change!"

"Huh!" Lan Lixiao said nothing, and Fauber gave him a bowl of porridge.

A Miao sat next to her, eating her breakfast silently, and seeing that she was almost there, Lan Lixiao glanced at Lan Qin. Lan Qin raised an eyebrow: "Dad, you have something to say."

"Aren't you going out today?"

Lan Qin smiled: "What if I say it?"

"Are you okay?" The old man's voice increased.

"It was originally, but now ..." Lan Qin wiped her mouth. "What is more important than going to my niece!"

A Miao looked up blankly, Lan Qin looked at her watch and said: "There will be a stylist in the afternoon, this is not a hurry. Now we have to talk."

"Teach slowly, don't rush." ​​Lan Lixiao instructed, and patted A Miao's hand again, "Don't force it, we won't take it slowly."

A Miao followed Lan Qin to a small living room on the first floor with a red carpet in the fireplace and a lazy decoration.

"Sit!" Lan Qin leaned on a soft collapse as soon as he entered, raised his finger and pointed at the high-back chair opposite.

The European red high-back chair is inlaid with rhinestones, which looks like a luxurious luxury.

"Do you know what we are going to do?" Lan Qin touched his nails and asked.

A Miao shook her head: "I don't know."

"Although your mother cultivated you according to the standards of every lady, but it is not enough." Lan Qin looked at her. "The real Miss Family, after three generations of inheritance, temperament is not comparable to ordinary Qianjin.

A Miao nodded this time: "Like an aunt, it is the most temperamental woman I have ever met."

She is not a compliment. Miss Qian Jin and others like Ji Xuebailu have not seen her, but they are like wild flowers on the road compared with Lan Qin. Lan Qin's body is elegant and elegant, and there is a kind of indifferent temperament that they don't have how to learn.

"Good vision!" Lan Qin accepted her compliment generously. "But you don't have to be afraid. There are very few women like me now, and there are no more than five people in Beijing."

A Miao probably understood the purpose of calling herself: "So ... what do I need to learn?"

"Look at it yourself, it's too late to cultivate in the bones, but the fur must be at least like it." Lan Qin didn't know where to turn out a beautiful notebook.

As soon as A Miao got it in her hand, she found that the cover of the notebook was unusual, and it turned out to be a good Venus rosewood. As soon as it was opened, the aroma of thick ink came out.

"Recognize it?" Lan Qin asked her with a kick.

A Miao smiled: "The book cover is starwood rosewood, and the paper inside is the Dongba paper handmade by the mysterious Dongba people in Yunnan Province. The ink is the best Yuntou in Beijing Yidege."

Lan Qin raised her eyebrows, and her pretty facial features were surprised: "Have you studied it or read it from a book?"

"I wrote a few big characters in a few days. It's nothing. I mainly read them in the book." A Miao is telling the truth. During her four years on the island, she read a lot of books and everything.

"Very good, take it back to your room to take a look!" Lan Qin stretched up and sat up. "Just remember as much as you can."

A Miao held the book in her arms, and when she reached the door, she turned and bent over again, "Thank you aunt!"

"Thank me for what?" Lan Qin chuckled, "It's your own ability, go."

Did she disdain calculating or didn't want to? A Miao returned to the room all the way, her thoughts rolled. Lan Qin's attitude toward her seemed to mention something, but what was actually the case, A Miao dare not say.

"I don't want to do it anymore!" She shook her head, and now the task is to get these things in the book.

Just after changing a comfortable piece of clothing, there was a knock at the door.

"Miss, I'll send you snacks!"

Amy opened the door, and the aunt at the door was holding a few dishes of delicate desserts, and a pot of fruit tea.

"Master wants you not to work too hard!" Aunt told her with a smile when she left.

Obviously, this snack was also sent by Lan Lixiao.

"I see, trouble you!"

A Miao closed the door and sat on the small terrace to open the book.

Looking at it, she suddenly felt that life was wonderful. Most of it is about jewelry, calligraphy, and antiques. There are also various famous brands, red wine, and expensive and elegant gadgets.

And she is specializing in antique calligraphy and painting. The others are either those who have read books in the past few years, or have contacted after marrying the Star Star.

"If I hadn't been on the island for the past four years, I wouldn't have read those books." She laughed suddenly, and if she didn't meet the star star, they would still find her ...

"If that's the case, I have to memorize these things now."

A Miao remembered a passage where she had read, saying that the sadness and joy experienced by a person will be an indispensable experience during the journey. Everything condenses into a little bit of the past, in the end everything ... is still their own.

Study room on the first floor.

"A Miao hasn't come out yet?" Lan Lixiao looked out the window, and it was getting dark.

Fober sighed, "The young lady is really hardworking and has been studying in the room."

"No, even lunch was delivered." Lan Lixiao turned the beads on her wrist, "really like her grandma ..."

Faber retired silently, knowing that the old man would miss the past again.

The night was getting dark, but the blue house suddenly became lively. Seven or eight cars came one after another, and they were neatly parked in the yard.

"Fober, have dinner!"

Lan Lixiao was sitting in the first place of the restaurant. With his order, a plate of dishes was brought up. A dozen people's long tables were full, and people were full.

"A Miao, the three here are my cousins. Just call Grandpa according to the ranking."

"The one on your right is my two cousins. It's the same, grandma."

Lan Lixiao pointed at the others on the table: "As for the juniors, just introduce yourself!"

"Hello grandpa and grandma!" A Miao bowed.

The old man sitting in the first place was black and thin, with small eyes critically looking at her.

"Second Brother, it looks like it, but are you really sure?" The moment he spoke, it was embarrassing.

Lan Qin hooked his lips and waited for the show.

"Let you come today, not to judge, but to let you recognize people." Lan Lixiao glanced at him, "This is my granddaughter, the young lady of the blue family!"

The black and thin old man was unwilling to say anything, and the woman next to him touched him. Then smiled off the topic: "A Miao right! It looks so beautiful, I'm your third grandma."

"Hello!" A Miao bowed her head slightly.

The grandmother was scalding her curly hair and was wearing a cheongsam. Seemingly very delicately dressed, but the things that Miao brought on her body can be seen at a glance.

"Yeah! Fortunately, such a water-spirited person has been retrieved. Otherwise, I don't know how much hardship it would take if I put it outside!" Another old woman with silver hair took the word and looked at A Miao's eyes very kindly.

"This is my second cousin." Lan Lixiao introduced rare.

A Miao knew that the old lady was his liking, so she smiled very sweetly: "Good grandma!"

"Okay, okay!" The old woman couldn't shut her mouth with a smile. "My family is short of a granddaughter. You are so lucky!"

Lan Lixiao laughed, but there was a chubby old man next to the old lady who was stern and glared at the old lady.