The lord's stunning concubine

Chapter 1706 1731 Warmth and warmth (3)

If Master Lan didn't worry about letting Lan Qingqing stay alone in the capital, he would have already returned to Shaocheng with the people from the Lan Mansion.

Lan Qingqing smiled slightly, sat down next to Lan Qingqing and said: "Yeah, after I came to the capital, I was pestered by some trivial matters. I remember that when I was young, I liked talking with my father around the stove on winter nights. At that time My father always told me some business stories and various ghost stories, and when I heard those ghost stories when I was young, I was afraid and felt very exciting, and I was afraid to hear them out of the ordinary and wanted to hear them.”

"Yeah!" Master Lan recalled those past events, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said, "But you were really naughty when you were a child, and you were like a boy all day long, but you have been acting big since you were young, and when it comes to courage Even ordinary men are far inferior to you."

Lan Qingqing smiled, and Master Lan said again: "I still remember that you were only six or seven years old at that time. You didn't know many things, but you had a lot of problems. Every time Xing Xin listened to my stories, I could only After listening to the beginning, you will fall into a deep sleep, and then your mother will come and take her away. And you were still wearing a bun at that time, leaning on my lap, listening with relish."

When he said this, his eyes were a little wandering, as if he could see Lan Qingqing's childhood appearance through the long years. Through those long years, he was still young, but Lan Qingqing was still young. Lan Qingqing was still young at that time. Qingqing always likes to wear a fiery red jacket, and always likes to look at him with a pair of big eyes. At that time, he feels that his daughter seems to be able to read through adults' minds.

There is no trace of time, but it has carved many imprints on people's faces.

By now, he was old. When he was dying of illness in Shaocheng, he felt that Ling Luo could give him another ten years and he would be fine.

But as his health improved, he became a little greedy again now. He wanted to watch Lan Qingqing and Jing Ye grow old, and he also wanted to watch his little granddaughter grow up, so he could tell Jing Yao a story.

Although he still has more than eight years, he still feels that this world is too beautiful, and more than eight years is really not a long time.

Lan Qing smiled, bent down and leaned against Master Lan's legs, and said, "I still look forward to the day when I can lean on my father's lap like this and listen to my father telling stories, but my mentality seems to be different now. I'm afraid my father's horrible ghost stories will never scare me again."

The corners of Master Lan's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a slight smile, "Yes, those ghost stories can no longer scare you, but you already look a little big by leaning against my legs like this, not as good as you were when you were a child."

Lan Qingqing curled her lips and said, "Who says I'm not well-behaved now? My father is too biased. He only likes me when I was a child, and doesn't like me when I grow up!"

Her words sounded a bit coquettish, and she still had a bit of childhood coquettishness.

Master Lan smiled and said, "I've never seen myself being jealous of myself, why? Do I still want to be jealous of myself when I was a child?"

Lan Qingqing snorted softly, but acquiesced without speaking.

Master Lan couldn't help feeling a little funny, stretched out his hand to gently stroke her hair and said apologetically, "You silly boy, I don't know where those messy thoughts come from, in fact, I feel a little distressed, if you never grow Daddy, if I never grow old, I can always protect you from wind and rain."

(End of this chapter)