Prosperity Beauty Live Room

Zhou Lan was holding a cup of hot water in her hand, and the curling mist emerged from the transparent tall cup, almost covering the fine hairs on her face with a shallow layer of moisture.

Sheng Yan watched her hold a cup and prepared to drink. She was studying cold medicine next to her, but she was so scared that her soul flew out, and she immediately said to her:

"and many more!"

Zhou Lan moved the cup, blinked at her, and asked her what's wrong with her eyes.

Sheng Yan looked at the large drops of water condensed on the transparent wall of the cup, and from there you could see how hot the cup was, and she immediately said to Zhou Lan in a daze:

"This water is still so hot, don't you just drink it like this, don't you want your tongue?"

Zhou Lan is not a cat's tongue, she is not afraid of being hot at all. She wanted to take a sip and sip and drink. When she saw Sheng Yan caring about herself like this, she just smiled and put the cup on the coffee table next to her.

Sheng Yan was undecided, and continued to look down at the manual in front of her, not forgetting to say to her:

"Take out the thermometer, let me see how much it is."

As long as she went out to buy a medicine, she came back and found that Zhou Lan's child had a low fever from the beginning of sneezing, because she didn't dare to bet that the child's physique would not get worse, so she quickly began to study whether the cold spirit can work or not. Play a role in reducing fever.

Zhou Lan obediently handed her the thermometer under the armpit, and then heard Xu Bai asking herself while looking at the thermometer: "What medicine did you take for colds before, is it useful?"

Zhou Lan looked at the bag of cold spirits she had on hand, with a little hesitation in her eyes.

In fact, she is not very useful to take these cold medicines.

An ordinary person with a good body condition may only need one pack to be effective, and for a lesser person, it is easy to find the right medicine for her, but she is different, she is very resistant to drugs.

This is basically useless to her.

If her allergic asthma hadn't been repeated over the years, her condition would have been worse in the hospital that day, and it might be possible that she could not be saved.

But this is different from normal colds and fevers.

When she was a child, she was not in good health. After joining the Zhou family's frenzied training course, she was worse than before.

Coupled with some shameful experimental effects of Zhou's family...

With many thoughts in her heart, Zhou Lan just calmly said to her: "It's all right, but my antibody to the medicine is relatively strong, and the effect may not be great."

"It's okay, Sister Xu, you don't care about me, I'll be fine in two days."

Don't say it is hypocritical enough to ask for leave and not go to class.

Just to let her take the college entrance examination with this burn now, she feels that her condition will not be too different in the weekdays.

Sheng Yan looked at the 38.3°C displayed on the thermometer, turned her head and glared at her: "This is all high fever, is it okay?"

"Are you trying to wait to burn a fool?"

Zhou Lan didn't dare to reply when she said that she could only droop her ears like a trained pet, pretending that she did not resist, and replied obediently: "Well, I listen to Sister Xu."

Sheng Yan thought for a while, for fear that this child belongs to the kind of poor grades, but has a very learning heart, and quickly relieved her:

"Don't learn from those classmates who have a high fever and insist on attending class—"

"The body is the capital of revolution and life. When you are sick, it is better to recover from the disease and then study. Don't think about squeezing that time. It is also uncomfortable and the learning efficiency is not high. Don't do stupid things that move you."

Taking advantage of Zhou Lan's young age, Sheng Yan feels it is necessary for her to teach the children correct learning concepts.

Otherwise, at a young age, you will use your life for grades, and you will definitely die suddenly on the job after you work.

The most important thing for a person to live a lifetime is not to have trouble with yourself.

Zhou Lan listened to her, her head a little bit like a chicken pecking at rice, as if everything you said was right.

Sheng Yan talked about it for a long time, flushed her half a pack of cold spirits, and handed her the warm cup of hot water again.

Then, Sheng Yan was about to get up and go out.

Zhou Lan took a sip of cold spirit without changing her face, raised her eyes to see her movements, and hurriedly shouted:

"Sister Xu."

Sheng Yan looked back at her: "Huh?"

Zhou Lan thought that the reason why she agreed to ask for leave was entirely due to Xu Bai's concerns. If this person ordered her to stay in the rental house, and ended up leaving her home to be bored and recuperating by herself, this wouldn't work.

Zhou Lan tried not to keep her voice too obvious, so as not to make the other party think that she was a child who had not been weaned yet.

It is okay to promote feelings, but over-reliance is unnecessary.

Considering her emotions, she pretended to ask as usual: "Are you going out?"

"Back to school?"

Sheng Yan was completely unaware of the many changes in her mood. She only smiled and said back to her: "I'm going out to buy groceries. You can't eat too greasy lunch like this. Congee requires some ingredients. I went out early. , Then the porridge can be cooked longer, so that it will be more fragrant."

Zhou Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said to her: "Okay, be careful on the road."

Early... Come back early.

Sheng Yan flexed her eyebrows back to her: "Don't worry, my paper is tomorrow's business. Besides, you are still ill now and walking is not convenient. How could I leave you to work on those things?"

Listen to her.

For a moment, Zhou Lan especially hoped that her leg would be lame for a few more months.

It's strange that when she faced her mother in Zhou's family before, she had never had such a strong sense of dependence.

If she hadn't learned to be independent early, she wouldn't even be able to accumulate a bargaining chip for revenge.

But maybe Sheng Yan's relationship and love for her are all too common...

It happened to be so ordinary that she hadn't felt it before, so that she felt so nostalgic for such an ordinary life that revealed a little warmth.

Even if there is always a vigilant voice in my heart reminding her to be sober, if you don't want to lose the alert instinct that you have cultivated for so many years, don't fall into this kind of life.

She is destined to not live this kind of life.

But maybe she is really too young. Every time Zhou Lan listened to the alarm bells in her heart, she couldn't help but ignore anything. She wanted to stay in this small rental house forever, just like that.

There was a bit of struggle in her eyes.

When she saw Sheng Yan unscrewing the doorknob and preparing to go out, she suddenly said:

"No, it's okay, Sister Xu, if you're busy with something, you can do it, I...I'm used to it."

"I am always sick and I am used to taking care of myself."

Zhou Lan's words are absolutely true.

When she was in Zhou’s family, maybe she was ill when she was a child, and her mother would stay in front of her bed all night and all night, but later, the woman had learned to ignore any situation when she was uncomfortable, just as she always did. Complained:

"Your father is so true, you are like this, he won't come back to see you."

At that time, Zhou Lan was lying on the bed, looking at her mother with a look that was almost pitiful and somewhat sad.

Even her daughter can see the plaything attitude of her father to her mother. The woman who is stuck in it doesn't realize it at all. She is only immersed in her own love and cannot extricate herself. Day after day, she lives on self-hypnosis.

Even her illness has become a tool her mother uses to redeem the love of men.

Pathetic and hateful.

When she was speaking, Zhou Lan's voice was a little soft, as if this lightness meant that she could erase the feelings that she had placed in her heart for caring for others.

Sheng Yan felt her whole heart pick up when she listened.

Therefore, Sheng Yan paused while holding the key, stepped on the heel of the other and took off the changed shoes again, went back to her, touched her head and said:

"How can you get used to it?"

"Pain is something that people will never get used to. Maybe it will be a little numb after more experience, but the instinct of biology will never make pain a habit."

This is determined by human instinct.

It may be possible to cover the past with reason, but no matter how many times, the feeling of being tortured by the disease will be as unbearable as the first time.

"If you say that you will take care of you, you will be able to do it. What kind of strong kid is pretending to be strong all the time? If you are sick, you have to obediently tell an adult. If you are uncomfortable, you have to cry out for pain, so that you can get the attention of the adults, understand?"

She flicked Zhou Lan's forehead with her fingers.

Zhou Lan's cheeks were a little pale because of illness, and a slight blush immediately appeared. I wonder if she blushed because of her education.

Sheng Yan had no intention of embarrassing her, she got up again, and continued to walk in the direction of the door, not forgetting to say to her:

"Don't think about it, take the medicine and take a good rest under the quilt. If later I find that you are burning more severely, I will be angry, huh."

"After all, now you have successfully replaced the paper, and it has become the most important thing for me today."

She deliberately used a brisk and joking tone to relax Zhou Lan, so as not to refuse her care because she was worried about this and that.

Until the door is closed--

Zhou Lan looked in the direction of that door.

What the man just said still echoed in her mind.

Pain is never something people get used to.

She lowered her eyelashes, held the tall glass in her hand that slowly dropped in temperature, tugged at the corner of her lips, raised her hand to block her eyes, thinking:

Maybe it is.

She thought she would never hope for anyone again.

But now that she met Xu Bai, she realized that she still seemed a little hopeless.

In the past, she always wanted to be better, so that her mother could pay attention to herself, so she almost took her own life to fight, in exchange for disappointment again and again.

At that time, Zhou Lan always didn't understand why his mother was blind and hoped for such a scumbag.

From the beginning, she shared the same hatred with her mother, to the disappointment later, to the indifference later...

Before her mother was forced to die by the so-called Mistress of the Zhou family, she thought that her life would be like this.

But until she heard the scream in the rainy night, she realized that before her mother died, she was waiting for the woman to look back at herself, to see if she had grown up, and might be able to protect her.

But she did not wait.

now……

Can she have expectations of Xu Bai now?

Someone who wasn't even related to her, who just thought she was pitiful and took her home out of sympathy.

As Zhou Lan thought about it, she smiled silently.

There was a pale taste in that smile.

"Wake up, people just coax you, only you take it seriously." A voice in my heart laughed.

Qingming gradually appeared in Zhou Lan's eyes, and her expression became a little colder. If she was seen by her classmates on weekdays, she would find this expression very familiar.

However--

Soon there was another voice in the corner, asking a little:

"What if?"

The voice replied with sophistry: "Xu Bai is different from others. You have seen so many people, don't you know it?"

...

"Huh? Take care of her forever?"

Sheng Yan was walking in the vegetable market and was making people chop ribs for herself. He was a little startled when she heard the system problem.

She has indeed raised Zhou Lan as her own child recently, and the child is well-behaved, sensible and good-looking, it is inevitable to wake up the instinctive maternal love in her.

But... it seems a bit strange to take care of you for a lifetime.

Sheng Yan finished the product, and finally replied with the system: "Although the age difference between me and her is quite big, but I think if she still has this character in the future, I don't mind multiple goddesses."

Or **** daughter or something.

No matter how bad it is, you can be an ordinary friend.

Sheng Yan shrugged: "I want to take care of her, and her future boyfriend won't agree-don't look at Lan Lan now looking like a stranger. I will tell you that she will definitely be in the future. The kind of someone who comes here and treats her a little bit better, and she just walks along after giving the bones, spotting the type that doesn't look back."

She had already seen the essence through the surface of the child.

Sometimes, the stronger the face of some people, the more likely they are to love warmth in their hearts.

As Sheng Yan said, she made a fist with her left hand and tapped the palm of her right hand, and said in the same system: "Think about it this way, I have to check when she chooses the object in the future. If it is too scumbag, I must not agree."

system:"……"

In the end, the system can only sigh unclearly: "Do you think it's quite long-term?"

"A total of 13 yuan and 6 yuan. Give me 13 yuan and 5 yuan. Scan the code here." At this time, the boss behind the stall replied to her.

Sheng Yan responded and said in the same system: "Of course, I can already imagine what our family will look like after Lanlan. That is definitely a man who can conquer a gai with a wave of the skirt."

system:"……"

...

After half an hour.

After Sheng Yan bought the vegetables, she returned to the rental house to help Zhou Lan cook the porridge for lunch.

When she was ready to go to the sofa to see Zhou Lan's situation, she found that the child was asleep on the pillow.

Sheng Yan smiled, and entered the room with her computer in her arms, and finished typing the final conclusion. At the same time, she set the alarm clock on her phone to avoid being too addicted to papers and burning the pot at home.

After she clicked on the keyboard, the time was almost up.

Sheng Yan took her mobile phone to the kitchen to see how to add water to the porridge. After walking around, she realized that the person on the sofa woke up somehow, she was staring in her direction with her eyes open and unblinking, her eyes focused and serious.

Sheng Yan looked at her and unconsciously pulled out a little smile:

"Woke up?"

Zhou Lan nodded, took the initiative to sit up from the sofa, and answered her: "It smells so good."

Sheng Yan smiled and said to her: "Wait a second, it will be all right soon."

She originally planned to go back to the room and seize the opportunity to change the catalog and so on. Halfway through, she went back to the kitchen and shouted the system:

"222, you promised to redeem my food supplement window last time, come on!"

System: "...I thought you forgot."

"How is that possible? I am such a Yangou who must put the matter of beautiful young lady first." Sheng Yan continued to urge the system.

Soon, the system pointed out to her a legendary ingredient column that also came from the advanced world of Xiuzhen.

The various things inside can be exchanged for points, which can not only beautify the skin, but also strengthen the body.

The effect of these eight characters is put on other advertisements, and Sheng Yan will sneer and dismiss it 100%.

But this product is produced in a world that can produce gods!

The kind of world where you can fly swords, go to the sky, and eat a flat peach in a TV series that can extend your life span for 8,000 years!

What is impossible in this kind of world?

There was a flash of light in her eyes, she glanced at her remaining eight-digit rewards, and began to scan the goods frantically. Today, she only exchanged some simple ingredients on the chopping board, and the others are stored in the warehouse automatically saved by the system. Inside.

Otherwise, the entire kitchen may be piled up.

The system looked at her mopping up posture, and couldn't help but say to her: "Are you planning to exchange enough money at once?"

Sheng Yanyi stopped her hand incessantly, pinching her finger and let it go: "Well, a little bit every day, it can almost make up our family's Lanlan to adulthood."

System: "...when I didn't ask."

Sheng Yan did not care about the mood of the system, and continued to get busy on the chopping board in the kitchen, deliberately chopping up those ingredients very much, fearing that some things she could not recognize would be eaten out by Zhou Lan, so she asked her what is that.

I don't know if it is because of the high spiritual power of things in the high-level world, Sheng Yan feels that she smells a particularly refreshing fragrance when she cuts the vegetables. She can only smell the juice, but feels that she is clear and clear for a moment.

Even Zhou Lan could not help asking:

"Sister Xu, what are you going to put in the pot, I smell a very strange fragrance."

Sheng Yan looked up at her, blinked and said to her, "Guess?"

Zhou Lan obediently said, "I can't guess it."

Sheng Yan curled her lips and said to her: "This is my unique secret recipe for porridge. It's definitely the best in the world."

This is the truth.

After all, no one else in this world can pull weeds and cook porridge in the awesome world of immortals.

Zhou Lan couldn't help being jealous when she looked at her selling Guanzi, but she didn't continue to ask, just thinking, no matter whether it was as delicious as Sister Xu herself said for a while, she would pretend to be very delicious when she heard it.

Twenty minutes later-

The fragrant porridge was brought to the coffee table, matted with a heat insulation pad.

The moment he opened the lid, Zhou Lan smelled the smell, and felt that her body was a lot lighter for an instant.

Her whole eyes were shocked.

When she came back to her senses, she ignored the burning of her mouth and drank a bowl of porridge while blowing, and then realized that she was already sweating.

She murmured to Sheng Yan: "This...what's in this? I feel better?"

Sheng Yan was also a little confused, and asked the system: "Did I put too much material?"

The system ignored her for private use.

Before waiting for a systematic answer, Sheng Yan had to pretend to be deep, raised her hand to touch Zhou Lan's forehead, and then changed the subject seriously with her:

"Really? It really doesn't burn. It seems that the cold in the morning is very effective."

"It just happens to be noon. I will take you back to school in the afternoon, right?"

Zhou Lan: "..."

Where did the devil's parent come from?

She calmly put down her bowl, pulled up her quilt and poured it on the sofa, and replied angrily:

"I still seem to be dizzy."