Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 306 70. Borrowing an Orphan
In the dimly lit room, her back looked so lonely. Lanling's hand holding the tray tightened. The edge of the tray was very smooth. She accidentally grabbed the maroon lacquered wood tray with her nails. A trace came out.

Qiu Yan: "Miss."
Lan Ling called her, I'm afraid she didn't even realize it, the clear girlish voice was full of distress.

Gong Furuo turned to look at her and smiled. The smile was beautiful, but it had lost its color.

Lan Ling's heart was shocked, but she quickly regained her composure, and placed a mouthful of pastry and a few of her specialty snacks on the table. A cup of sweet tea was also placed in her hand, which she did effortlessly. Just the distance you can hook up.

Gong Furuo was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled. His smile was no longer so pale, but more warm, as if he had been pulled back from the deserted world of gods to the bustling human world.

Gong Fuluo: "You are such a considerate girl. You have prepared so many delicious foods for me. Are you tired?"
Gong Furuo rubbed her hair. After Lan Lingzi came to her, she had no problem with food and clothing. She had grown a bit taller, and even her hair was black and smooth. The quality of her hair was particularly good and she felt it. It was so smooth that Gong Fuluo couldn't help but touch her hair twice more.

Lan Ling looked into her gentle eyes with attachment, shook her head slowly, and raised a signature cheerful smile.

Qiu Yan: "No matter how much I cook for Miss, Lan Ling won't get tired. Don't worry, Miss."
She patted her chest and looked determined. It was a funny look that made people laugh, which fit perfectly with her pistachio image.

Gong Furuo was indeed amused by her. Her white teeth lined her red lips, as bright as a flower. This was how she should look at her age, lively and happy, not pale and melancholy.

Lan Ling did have good cooking skills. At least her dim sum was very authentic. The taste was very familiar. Gong Furuo ate it in small bites while narrowing his eyes in pleasure.

Lan Ling's eyes fell on her face, and she cast her eyes vaguely outside the door, or even outside the courtyard wall. Soon, she withdrew her eyes again, and looked at Gong Furuo eating her with a smile. Desserts made by hand.

Gong Furuo: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so dazed?"
Gong Furuo turned around and put the snack into her mouth smoothly. "A bite of cake" was just like its name. It was exquisite and small, just the size of a bite. It was crispy on the outside and soft and sweet on the inside. Lan Ling had to chew it subconsciously. Holding the snack in her mouth, the sweetness of jujube paste and bean paste melted in her mouth.

Qiu Yan: "Miss, Lan Ling is taking the liberty."
Lan Ling looked at her steadily, looking very serious.

Gong Furuo: "What's wrong?"
Gong Furuo: "What's the matter? Are you and I talking presumptuously?"
Qiu Yan: "Miss, I heard about Linglan when she was bought and sent to the mansion... that you want to marry the master of the mansion..."
Gong Furuo: "Is this true?"
Lan Ling's face turned pale, and she carefully looked at Gong Fuluo's expression, for fear of seeing any trace of displeasure on her face.

Gong Fuluo sighed.

Gong Furuo: "This is true. The rumors you heard are true."
Lan Ling took a step closer to her, half-knelt on the ground, and held Gong Fuluo's hand.

Qiu Yan: "Miss, you are so good, you deserve better."
She spoke sincerely, and her eyes were extremely sincere. She even seemed to have put her own life and death aside, completely forgetting her own identity.

(End of this chapter)