Gu Lanchen picked up his sleeves and held them tightly in his hand. Luo Wanqing was wrapped in it, looking very cute.

As soon as the two walked out of the cinema, Luo Wanqing saw a car parked on the side of the road.

I think it was when Gu Lanchen was in the cinema just now, and someone drove over.

Once again, he was hit by Gu Lanchen's gentleness and delicately, and Luo Wanqing's left chest showed a faint sweetness.

Gu Lanchen first opened the car door for Luo's late Qing Dynasty. During the whole process of Luo's late Qing Dynasty, Gu Lanchen pressed his big hand tightly against the car frame, fearing that Luo's late Qing Dynasty would have the risk of hitting him in half.

After putting the little guy in the car, Gu Lanchen closed the door.

Luo Wanqing watched Gu Lanchen go around from the front of the car, and walk to the side of the driver's seat.

Immediately afterwards, the car door was opened and the nice smell of Gu Lanchen was poured in.

He leaned slightly, Luo late Qing was like a small banana to be peeled.

Seeing this, Gu Lan unbuttoned his coat with a good temper.

Regaining freedom, Luo Wanqing took a look at the time.

Her little hand pulled Gu Lan's cuffs, "Prepare a birthday gift for you, let's go to the beach."

It seems that it was already at this time that Luo late Qing Dynasty had arranged a trip.

Gu Lanchen said nothing and responded lightly.

The car was galloping all the way through the remote detours of Jincheng, and Gu Lanchen arrived at the beach in Jincheng as fast as possible.

Unlike the coolness of summer, as soon as I got off the bus, Luo Qing felt like the beach was as cold as a knife scraping bones.

She sniffed and subconsciously rubbed her arms.

On the other side, Gu Lanchen carried the clothes prepared in the car and put them on Luo Wanqing.

While wearing the other party, Gu Lan spoke while talking.

"I just woke up and wore so little to sway everywhere. When I got sick, I was not only you but me who felt uncomfortable."

It was clearly a nagging blame, but Luo Wanqing thought it was pleasant to hear.

She said "Oh" lightly, then lowered her little head and looked like she was scolding.

The cute look of the person in front of him made Gu Lan unable to say a word.

After breathing a long sigh, Gu Lanchen's tone was only doting.

"I really can't do anything to you."

After sorting out all the details of the clothes for the person in front of him, Gu Lanchen stood on one side, as if waiting for Luo late Qing.

The latter held Gu Lanchen's finger and his voice was soft.

"Let's go."

Jincheng once winter is entered this year, it is clearly autumn, but the temperature is scary.

The temperature is affected not only by the residents of Jincheng, but also by various small animals on the beach.

The seaside, which was quite warm a few days ago, turned into a habitat for sand and water tonight.

Near the shore, under a big tree, Luo Wanqing found a stone platform to sit down.

She raised her hand and patted the position beside her and said, "Second uncle, sit down."

Looking at the endless dark horizon, Luo Wanqing said slowly, "Wait for a while, your birthday gift will come."

"good."

It seemed that Gu Lanchen would never say any other words in front of Luo Wanqing.

The two sat shoulder to shoulder, and Luo Wanqing pulled out a branch behind him.

I saw Luo Wanqing holding the end of the branches and waving it little by little.

A huge cake appeared like a magic trick under Luo's late Qing Dynasty.

Looking down at Luo's masterpiece in the late Qing Dynasty, Gu Lanchen did not think that this gift was light and thin.

He smiled faintly, his eyebrows and eyes full of admiration for Luo late Qing Dynasty.

"I don't know that my kitten is so good at painting."

"Thank you, I love my birthday gift."

Listening to the person beside him, Luo Wanqing couldn't help but frown.

She seemed to be about to say something, but a loud noise came over the horizon.

Luo Xiaoqing became excited with his naked eyes.

She stretched out a small hand and pulled Gu Lanchen's sleeve, pointing in the direction of the horizon, "Look!"

Following Luo Wanqing's fingers, I looked into the distance and saw large areas of fireworks blooming in my pupils.

Unlike the grand fireworks I have seen on weekdays, Gu Lanchen felt as if he was reading an extremely heavy book.

There are no words on this book, but a page of white paper. As the fireworks bloom, the title pages of the book began to fly, and the book began to be printed bit by bit on the name of Gu Lanchen, Luo's late Qing Dynasty.

Obviously, the fireworks were specially designed.

The story between him and Luo late Qing Dynasty, from the beginning, to the encounter, to the later fighting side by side, to the mutual affection, all of which were implicitly designed in the fireworks.

There are no them everywhere in the fireworks, but they are everywhere.

Gu Lanchen has been pampering since childhood. As the only son of Gu, he was the only candidate for Gu's heir since childhood.

Of course, the little Gu Lanchen lived up to expectations when he was a child, and used his excellent abilities in all aspects to tell others that he was the most suitable candidate.

So Gu Lanchen grew up along the way and there were a lot of people around him.

Before becoming an adult, when Gu Lanchen celebrated his birthday, the Gu family would hold grand banquets. No matter where they were or how they were arranged, the banquet must be the grandest.

At that time, all kinds of people will come to give gifts.

The gifts given by everyone are also very valuable. Faced with those priceless treasures, Gu Lanchen has never received such a gift.

For a moment, Gu Lanchen felt his left chest beating faster and faster. He wanted to be with the little girl beside him for the rest of his life.

Gu Lanchen wanted to move his eyes away to see the people around him, but Gu Lanchen didn't want to miss every second of the fireworks in front of him.

On the one hand, Luo Wanqing looked at Gu Lanchen in front of her with a moving and joyful expression. She cheered secretly and succeeded.

She has been with Gu Lanchen for quite some time. In the past two years, Luo late Qing Dynasty saw too many treasures on Gu Lanchen’s birthday.

So Luo Wanqing thought that for people like Gu Lanchen who lacked everything, it would be better to give anything to him.

At this time, the light of the fireworks was striking Gu Lanchen's face. The face that was already handsome and angry with the gods looked no different from a foul at this moment.

Luo Wanqing picked up his phone and pointed the camera at Gu Lanchen.

After pressing the photo button, a wonderful photo appeared on Luo's late-qing mobile phone.

He carefully turned off the phone. Seeing that the time was almost over, Luo Wanqing took out the headphones he had prepared for a long time in his pocket.

Gu Lanchen felt that his ears were stuffed into something, and the next second, a melodious singing came in.

There are no lyrics in this song, only endless humming.

Luo's late Qing Dynasty voice coexisted with sweetness and coldness. The already superb song seemed even more wonderful under her voice.

Yes, this is the song written by Luo in the late Qing Dynasty for Gu Lanchen.

If the Luo late Qing Dynasty gave Lin Sheng that day, it was a grand masterpiece exclusively on the stage, and it was an artwork that everyone would feel amazing when they heard it.
Chapter completed!