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Lu An was very moved as he watched the person he longed for carefully putting on his clothes and smelled her faint fragrance up close.

The hands that were originally loosened used another force and hugged her face to face.

As if she could feel his overflowing lovesickness, Meng Qingchi gave up any thought of resistance this time. After a moment of stiffness, Meng Qingchi softened. The hands that were picking up clothes between the two of them slowly lowered themselves vertically, and the two of them suddenly got closer, intimate.

Lu An whispered in her ear: "Sister Qingchi, I miss you very much."

Meng Qingchi seemed to have not heard this and remained silent.

Seeing this, Lu An stopped talking. He just held her hands harder and harder, as if he wanted to embed her whole body into his body.

Meng Qingchi still made no sound.

It wasn't until the snow became heavier and heavier, accompanied by strong winds, that she raised her right hand and brushed away the hair that was blowing at the corner of his mouth.

She said softly: "Sister, I'm a little cold. Go back to the car first."

"Um."

Damn God, don't give me face. It's too cold. Even if the two of them hug each other to keep warm, they can't stop the chill from the north wind.

Quietly let go of her, quietly turned around and walked towards the Audi, she followed quietly.

both of them quietly

Back in the car, Lu An did not rush to start the car, but turned on the car radio and told her about what he had seen and heard at NTU in the past six months.

Except for the topic about Huang Ting, he said everything he needed to say. Including those four paintings.

Including "Ye Yu" sold 1.2 million, and he received 600,000.

Including "Untitled", but also about opening a wholesale department to make money.

Everything was explained in detail, and it took about forty minutes to finish everything.

In this world, if there was one person he didn't want to deceive, it was Sister Qingchi in front of him.

To a certain extent, Lu An's love and trust for her surpassed that of her sister Lu Yan.

It's not that he's biased, or that he's heartless, but sometimes when the two siblings are together, except for trivial matters about their parents, they often can't talk about anything else.

After hearing about his wonderful college life, Meng Qingchi was a little surprised, but more pleased.

Although he had ulterior thoughts about her, and although she had tried to refuse several times but it didn't work, she was still happy with Xiao An's achievements.

Meng Qingchi said with emotion: "Xiao An has grown up, and even my sister can't catch up."

Lu An reached out and grabbed her hand: "Don't say these unfamiliar words between us, okay?"

Meng Qingchi tilted his head and said with a smile, "Okay."

Hearing this "ok", Lu An let go of her hand and began to ask about her life, study and work in the past six months.

In exchange, Meng Qingchi no longer hid anything and told him everything this time.

At the end of the conversation, Lu An asked: "Is there anyone pursuing Sister Qingchi?"

Meng Qingchi stared into his eyes: "Will Xiao An let me talk to my partner?"

Looking at each other, Lu An said sternly: "No, whoever dares to approach Sister Qingchi, I will have someone break his legs!"

Meng Qingchi smiled, turned around and took the carnation from the back seat, leaned forward to smell the flowers and said:

"Before you graduate with your Ph.D., I won't know how to date. Please study hard and put your mind on your paintings. Can you promise me?"

This was considered a promise on her part, just to avoid distracting him.

She has read a lot of information about paintings. Every painter has a creative cycle. Once the cycle comes, he will inevitably fall into weakness and bottleneck. After that, he needs to accumulate hard work and wait for the next peak to arrive.

Meng Qingchi felt that Xiaoan was experiencing a burst of inspiration. It would be inappropriate if he was distracted by worrying about his emotional affairs.

Therefore, she made a promise in disguise, hoping that he would focus on painting and ride on this upward trend to continue his efforts and reach new heights.

Seeing that he didn't express his position, Meng Qingchi raised his head and said, "Isn't Xiao An trustworthy?"

Lu An shook his head and said with a regretful look: "It's not that I can't believe it, even if your words are lies, I will treat them as imperial edicts.

I feel that instead of sending carnations temporarily, I should just express my feelings and express my feelings about how nice it would be to send roses. "

Meng Qingchi looked away and stopped answering. After a long while, he teased:

"Xiao An is so romantic. I'm worried about those beautiful girls at NTU."

Things that they had avoided in the past were now opened up, and the two of them were closer. As they talked, the atmosphere was better and warmer than ever before.

When heavy snow fell from the sky, Meng Qingchi rolled down the window, stretched out his hand and said, "It's been several years since we made a snowman. Do you still remember the last time we made a snowman?"

Lu An remembers this: "Junior high school, the year I graduated from the third grade of junior high school."

Meng Qingchi was full of memories: "Well, our family even took a photo with the snowman at that time, and now that photo is still in my album."

Luan said: "When the snow stops, we will build one in the yard."

Meng Qingchi said yes.

After staying at the riverside for more than three hours, the two of them returned to the city because they were worried that the heavy snow would affect the car conditions.

Entering the yard, she put the flowers in the house and said, "I'm going to buy vegetables. Today, I'll make you a hot pot."

Seeing that she had returned to her former self and no longer avoided herself, Lu An felt very happy.

Sister Qingchi went to the nearby vegetable market, and he was not idle. He called Ye Run back and said that the weather was bad today and he couldn't go back. He would call back tomorrow.

After some sleep, Ye Run recovered slightly from the shock last night, and said with a flat mouth: "It's a high-sounding reason. I can't come back today, and I won't be able to come back tomorrow because the university is closed to the road.

I think you have fallen into a nest of tenderness. I was just thinking, for such a shrewd person like Meng Qingshui, how did you get around her? "

Ouch, why is it so hard to tell a lie nowadays?

His grandma is a bitch, she is too familiar with her.

Not wanting to mention it, I teased her: "Did Aunt Hu ask about me? Did you ask me why I didn't go home for dinner with you?"

Ye Run hooked up and replied: "Ask me, I said you have a girlfriend in Jinling and plan to be your son-in-law. You won't go home to celebrate the New Year this year."

Lu An was about to faint, "Didn't Aunt Hu always want me to be her son-in-law? I'm so heartbroken to hear this?"

Although her own mother did not say this in person, she hinted at it once after the college entrance examination. Ye Run was stepped on and hung up the phone in embarrassment.

Hearing the beeping busy tone from the phone, he couldn't help but smile. The reason why he knew Aunt Hu had this intention was that this aunt had set up a match between the two of them after they graduated from college.

Continue to call Zeng Ziqian.

She told that due to weather reasons, the plane could not be taken. Li Dong got on the train this morning and expected to arrive in Changshi early tomorrow morning.

Noting this moment, Luan ended the call.

He originally wanted to call Qing Shui, but he thought about it. They were in the same city and it was easy to get involved.

After paying the money and leaving the office, Lu An put his hands in his sleeves, bent down and hummed a tune, running quickly in the snow like a camphor.

Lunch is beef and winter bamboo shoots hot pot, with various vegetables blanched, a plate of peanuts, and a sip of soju. Let’s not talk about this life, it’s so beautiful.

In the afternoon, Meng Qingchi went to school.

Before leaving, Lu An handed her the key to the house and signaled her to move here in the future.

After receiving his earnest look, considering that his current house was very noisy, and considering that it was very close to the hospital and safe, Meng Qingchi agreed without being pretentious.

She took out a key from her bag and handed it over: "Go and pick up Xiaobai first. He didn't feed him anything at noon, so he's probably starving."

"Okay."

When he saw Xiaobai again, this guy actually recognized him. He rolled to his feet, then lay down and raised his limbs to let him touch him.

Lu An's face darkened.

Damn it! This year has passed, and his appearance has not changed, but he has become more lustful. He is simply intolerable to his uncle and unbearable to his aunt. I don’t know how Gao Yao trained this bitch?

Speaking of Gao Yao, he specifically asked about it in the evening.

Meng Qingchi said: "She is studying in the United States and will not be able to come back until next summer."

Lu An asked: "Then should I go back to Baoqing People's Hospital, or should I change my job?"

Meng Qingchi said: "She should be able to enter Xiangya. She has such connections in her family."

Lu An said: "That's good, you will have a companion when the time comes."

Meng Qingchi thought so too, and comforted Gao Yao in the letter.

After dinner, Meng Qingchi returned to his uncle Li Long's house, and Lu An personally drove him to a place 150 meters away from Yali Middle School.

Before getting off the car, Lu An said: "Sister Qingchi, you have time to get a driver's license. I will keep this car in Changshi and not drive away."

Meng Qingchi guessed his thoughts instantly and remained silent.

Lu An refused to give up and continued to encourage: "If you learn to drive, it will be really beneficial.

For example, if you need emergency help in the future, you can also pick me up at the airport or train station. "

Hearing this, Meng Qingchi said earnestly: "Xiao An, you are not allowed to skip classes and come back to Changshi in the future."

Lu An blinked: "No, that would be a thankless task. You might have to give me education classes again. This business is not worthwhile, so I won't do it."

Meng Qingchi laughed, thought for a while and said, "Sister, think about it."

Lu An said: "Don't think about it, I will teach you step by step and you will be able to do it in a few days."

Meng Qingchi glanced at him with a faint smile, without saying yes or no, he opened the door and got out of the car and left.

After watching his back enter the corridor, Lu An, who was hiding in the corner, ran all the way back to the car. Without saying anything, he happily drove around for another lap.

Later, he called his hometown. His eldest sister hadn't come home yet, so he had to call the tailor shop.

This time Lu Yan was finally free and talked to him for more than 10 minutes.

Lu An asked: "When does my little sister have a day off?"

The eldest sister said: "The exam will be taken the day after tomorrow, and I will go home the day after tomorrow."

It was the 18th or 9th day of the twelfth lunar month. Lu An said, "That's it, I'll go to No. 1 Middle School to pick her up then."

After 9 o'clock in the evening, Meng Wenjie came back with news that the relationship with Li Dong's mother could be cleared up, but the cost might be high.

Luan asked: "That's not a problem. How many do you need?"

Meng Wenjie said: "It costs about 2,000 to treat us to dinner."

2000 is equivalent to the annual savings of an ordinary family these days, no wonder it is not small.

But it depends on the person. For him, it's just Mao Yuthi. He didn't bother to discuss it with Li Dong, so he just made the decision: "Okay, I'll leave this to Brother Wenjie. I'll ask him to find you when Li Dong comes back."

Meng Wenjie agreed, and after chatting for a few more minutes, he hung up the phone.

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