Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Two hours later, Lin Ruolan walked in the night of Milan, still holding the newspaper in his hand and reading the recruitment information.

The night in Milan has always been beautiful, like a noble lady, wearing a mysterious veil, but with ancient elegance.

Naturally, the title of the fashion capital is not in vain. It gathers the most front-end fashion trends in the world. It is incomparable anywhere!

All the men, women, old and young passing by are very fashionable and fashionable.

This seems to have become a part of their life, whether they are poor or rich, but they are always particular about fashion.

Any dress they wear can be called fashion. Even if it is so strange and incomprehensible in the eyes of outsiders, it is a popular fashion in their own cognition.

Walking on such a street, wrapped in a fashionable and free atmosphere, is indeed a very pleasant thing.

However, when some pictures came out of his mind, Lin Ruolan's mood was destroyed.

The reason why she doesn't like the city is because of some people, not for the city

Finally, she found a job in the photo studio, the salary was ok, and it was very late when she returned to the villa.

Pei Yijing hasn't slept yet. He sits on the sofa with coffee in front of him. The strong aroma floats in the air.

After a few steps, she impolitely took the coffee away: "sister Lin, he can't drink coffee. You can give him some milk."

Sister Lin frowned, "but the young master wants coffee?"

"You can't give him coffee because he's not well yet. If you give him coffee, it's very bad for his health!"

Looking at Lin Ruolan with a serious face, sister-in-law Lin nodded, "OK."

Pei Yijing, who has been looking at the magazine, raised his head and said faintly, "sister Lin doesn't need it. Where have you been? Why did you come back so late?"

"Go hang out in the street."

Pei Yijing put down his magazine and looked at Lin Ruolan: "this is not China, but Milan. Do you think it's OK to come back so late?"

Lin Ruolan answered truthfully, "there is no problem at all!"

"This is not China, do you understand?"

"Yes, I can communicate freely with them. I can speak Milan and Italian. It's not difficult for me, but is photographer Pei worried about me now?" she smiled.

"As a friend, shouldn't I be worried when you come back so late?"

Lin Ruolan was still smiling: "should, must, should!"

Remembering what she had just said, Pei Yijing raised his eyebrow and asked, "can you speak Milan and Italian?"

"Have you found something different about me now?" Lin Ruolan looked proud.

"You studied Italian in college?"

"No, I'm self-taught." she was more proud. After a moment, she added in a low voice: "I used to live here for some time."

Living for a period of time, not more accurately, it should be said to be ten years. It can't be described for a period of time, but for a long time

It can cover her whole childhood. Ten years is not short

Pei Yijing did not continue to ask, but said, "since you live here, should I set the rules?"

"Are there any rules?" Lin Ruolan's voice was a little dissatisfied.

"There is no place without rules. First of all, the time to return to the villa every day must be before 10 o'clock. Can you do it?"

Lin Ruolan was a little tangled: "I try my best!"

"What I want is not a vague answer, but confirmation."

"Yes!"

Pei Yijing nodded, "OK, you can go and have a rest."

Lin Ruolan stared: "photographer Pei, is that the only rule you said?"

"Do you want to add two more?" Pei Yijing's eyebrows were lighter and said, "don't drink."

Drinking is not difficult, and there is no difficulty. It can be done.

"Sister Lin keeps porridge for you in the kitchen. You can heat it."

"Order!" she gave a mischievous military salute, hummed a happy song and walked into the kitchen.

After eating porridge, she brought Pei Yijing milk: "you'd better quit your coffee."

"I hear your college studies are not over yet?"

Lin Ruolan licked his mouth: "photographer Pei, how can you even know this?"

"I not only know this, but also know that you skip classes every day. As a student, you are really too casual."

Although Pei Yijing's voice is faint, it is mixed with a little severity: "as a 20-year-old girl, you should do something suitable for yourself at your age. Now it's time to enjoy college time, so you shouldn't do something that doesn't belong to you."

"What is there to enjoy in college?"

"Of course, college is the best time in one's life. You will gain friendship, love, or more in the most beautiful time." Pei Yijing sighed gently: "don't watch pride and prejudice at the age when you should watch snow white, do you understand?"

Lin Ruolan understood something and blinked: "photographer Pei means not to be too early at this simple age?"

"Well, it's getting late. You should have a rest..."

Lin Ruolan thought of something and asked, "photographer Pei, what are you doing in Milan?"

"Teaching at a university."

"What do you teach? Photography?"

"No, Italian."

"Can I go with you? You teach and I go to school, okay?"

"Whatever you want."

"That must go!"

When her figure disappeared in the stairwell, Pei Yijing shook his head slowly. If he had children, he didn't want his children to know the world too early. He wanted her to live a simple life and experience something at the age of experience, such as ups and downs, such as falling.

He doesn't want her life to be too smooth, too smooth, and it's not necessarily a good thing

Surprised that he thought so far, Pei Yijing smiled quietly, put down his magazine and went to have a rest.

The next morning.

When Lin Ruolan appeared in the living room, he saw Liu Rusu standing in the kitchen and gently asking, "Yijing, how would you like your steak? Five or eight?"

"Eight points, thank you."

Liu Rusu also saw Lin Ruolan at this time. The smile on his face was very gentle: "what about Miss Lin?"

"No, I'll just drink milk." Lin Ruolan recovered and looked down at his toes.

"OK."

Early in the morning, it affected people's mood. Lin Ruolan took a dull breath, took out the milk, heated it, and then took the bread.

Liu Rusu also brought out the steak, and the smell floated in the air: "Yijing, yours."

Lin Ruolan drank the milk in her hand. Why is Miss Liu so diligent? It's only a few o'clock. She came here!

Feeling a little unhappy, she drank the milk and got up. She walked outside the villa.

Pei Yijing put down his cup and shouted to her, "I'm not going to school. Where are you going now?"

"Even if you want to go to school, you still have a hukou. It will take a long time anyway."

"It's ready and the student status is ready. You'll report to the school today."

Hearing the speech, Lin Ruolan's shoulder dropped decadent: "the efficiency is so fast!"

But what she didn't expect was that Liu Rusu went with her!

She said that there was nothing to do anyway. Just go together as if you were idle.

The school is the most famous school in Milan. It is a school for foreign students. The school environment is very good. The fragrance of grass and flowers are mixed together. It smells very good!

The three people walked together and attracted a lot of eyes, and the eyes of the people around them looked over.

"In other words, the three members of this family look really young!"

"Yes, that woman is well maintained. She already has such a big daughter and looks so young! It looks like twenty-eight or nine. How old is she?"

"I'm so envious. Look at her husband, that is, 289. How old are they?"

Hearing the speech, Lin Ruolan's eyes fell on Liu Rusu.

She was wearing a Chanel suit and a tight white dress, which showed her concave convex and orderly figure.

Pei Yijing beside him was wearing a light gray windbreaker, which grew to his knees and was very elegant.

She was wearing a big sweater, jeans with holes below, white ball shoes on her feet, and her hair was tied into a ponytail at will. She really looked like a child who had not grown up!

This is the difference between children and women!

One is young and green, the other is mature and charming, which is the difference between the two!

Therefore, Lin Ruolan felt more uncomfortable, and had a strong sense of loss.

Look at Liu Rusu, and then look at yourself. Lin Ruolan lowered his head. He didn't speak much all the way. He was very depressed!

It's really a very strong sense of loss!

My major is Italian. When Lin Ruolan arrived at the classroom, it was full of students.

There are many students in this class, and all the seats are full. However, Lin Ruolan, with sharp eyes, saw the last position by the window.

Her deskmate is a girl of the same age, but she is very lively. She keeps talking, from south to north, from heaven to top, from women to men. She can talk about all the topics she can bring out.