
A very sleepy little man narrowed his eyes the entire time, as if he was going to sleep in the next second.
Xiao Lan finally managed to give him a small bowl of millet porridge, and Lan Duo shook her head and stopped eating.
Thinking of the Grand Master's words, Miss Lan had little appetite, she couldn't eat too much to eat, and she stopped eating.
The little girl, who swallowed the last porridge in her mouth, tilted her head, closed her eyes, and fell back onto the bed to continue dreaming about Zhou Gong.
The housekeeper carried the bowl and tray on the bed in Xiao Lan's hands, looked at Xiao Lan and said, "You're here to see Miss Lan."
“I understand,” Xiao Lan nodded.
Housekeeper out carrying a tray. Xiao Lan noticed the thick blue flowers on the bed, placed them safely on the bed, and pulled out a blanket to cover her body.
Xiao Lan remained in bed like this, and I don't know how long, Xiao Lan also fell asleep.
When Xiao Lan woke up, she saw a flower on the bed, and she still did not wake up.
Xiao Lan stared at the wall clock on the wall, it was already more than five in the afternoon, that is, she had slept for almost a day.
My God, Miss Lan can sleep too.
But it is not always possible to fall asleep like this.
After a while, the young master had to return.
"Miss Lan, Miss Lan woke up ..."
Xiao Lan called out softly.
The lanyard on the bed, unheard of yet, still looked like a sweet sleep.
"Miss Lan, Miss Lan?"
Xiao Lan patted the back of her blooming hand, she still did not respond, as calm as the sleeping beauty.
Now, Xiao Lan finally realized something was wrong.
How can people sleep all day without waking up? No matter how much you sleep, it is impossible not to react at all.
"Miss Lan, get up, get up!"
Xiao Lan panicked, she stretched out her hand and began to shake Lan Duo's shoulder.
Lan Duoduo still closed her eyes, breathing quietly, and her expression was calm, as if she was sleeping.
Xiao Lan did not dare to hesitate, and rushed out, intending to call the housekeeper.
As he rushed down the stairs, the black-clothed blurry man walked slowly from the gate.
A tall and upright figure, neatly-cut trousers clad in high long legs, deep facial features, a handsome face, with a sense of self-anger.
The black eyes were hard and cold.
At the sight of LaCrosse, Xiao Lan's legs softened.
Great, Great Lord is back, Miss Lan is still awake on the bed, now she is dead.
Black eyes narrowed and settled in place, nervous Lan.
"How about it blooms?"
As soon as he asked about the blooming flowers, Xiao Lan became even more panicked.
"Miss Lan .. she, sleep."
Xiao Lan stuttered.
Oh Asleep? Man squinted his eyes.
Then he glanced at Xiao Lan, who was trembling like a sieve, and his brows twisted slightly.
"What makes you nervous?"
Xiao Lan rubbed her hands and said, "Master, Miss Lan has been sleeping since morning until now, she can't get up."
Hearing that, the man's beautiful brows frowned.
Woke up?
The long legs spread out, directly over Xiao Lan, climbed upstairs, and walked towards her room.
Xiao Lan only felt that when the young master wiped from her, a chill instantly hit her, and she was so cold that she held onto his arm subconsciously.
The pendulum clock in the hall pointed at six, and the sound of ticking made Xiao Lan startled.
Jun Yue anxiously pushed the door, but what she saw in her eyes was not what she had imagined.