Chapter 8

For a few seconds, Tang ran almost thought that she had gone through so many lonely, helpless and lonely "Luo Luo" who finally came to live as she had in her dream.

She was only a child of fifteen or sixteen. Her inability to see and her isolation from the outside world made her more simple than her peers.

There are no rich and colorful experiences and interesting events in her life, not even a friend of the same age who can talk to.

Except Luoluo.

As a result, just like all girls have fantasies and dreams, Tang Ran has dreamt many times in her dreams. Her "Luoluo" has become a real living person who always talks with her in a lazy and indifferent voice.

It is no longer the artificial intelligence composed of countless language modules that have been set up, no longer the voice that can only be locked in that small box. In her dream, her "Luoluo" can be touched and has temperature.

Just as at this moment --

Tang ran could hear her heart beating in her chest with human temperature through her thin clothes and muscles.

"Luoluo..."

The cold girl clutched her fingers slowly and unconsciously.

Luo Zhan droops his eyes and looks silently.

The little girl, drenched in the rain and even more small, was lying in front of him, her body shaking a little, and her white fingers clenched the shirt on his chest tightly.

Her voice was also very light, with the special uneasiness and panic of a blind little girl who could not see anything in a completely strange environment.

It's easy to think of a street corner in the rain, a pathetic kitten huddled in the grass and dripping with wet hair - or a sick cat who can't see the water in front of the corner.

Luo Zhan lifted his hand, and finally stopped in the air, and then hung down.

“…… How long do you want to hold it? "

Hearing the lazy and cold voice, Tang Ran's body trembled. She was finally pulled out of the illusion that she could not distinguish between dream and reality.

She froze for a few seconds. Tang ran slowly loosened her wrinkled shirt. She lowered her head and curled the tail of her long wet hair.

"I'm sorry," the girl closed her eyes and slowly moved back. "You..."

"I don't want to be with you in the rain. If you have anything to say, go inside the building

Luo Zhan bowed to pick up the blind stick on the ground, handed the end of his hand to the girl's hand, looked at her white fingertip, hesitantly released, and then held it up a little bit.

The rain is still falling.

Luo Zhan dropped his eyes and stopped for two seconds. He took off his half wet and half dry coat.

With one hand, he took off the wet one from the girl and put it on his shoulder. Luo Zhan shook the new coat and put it on the girl from the back. This time, he put on the wet little head.

After these actions, Luo Zhan's thin shirt was already wet, and it was translucent on his body, revealing the white and beautiful muscle lines under his clothes.

He didn't seem to notice.

Luo Zhan lowered his hand, gently bent up his slender knuckles, and buckled the blind stick tightly held by the girl. "Hold on," he also held it, carefully guiding the girl to walk slowly forward at a speed she could adapt, but his voice was still tired and lazy - "I'm going to send you back to our base of abducting and selling little girls."

Tang Ran is covered by the man's familiar and fragrant coat. The rain can't penetrate. He just lowers his head and walks carefully.

As she walked, she thought, the real "Luo Luo" is a good enemy.

The place where Tang ran finally lost her way was a little far from the main building, but very close to the building where she came. Luo Zhan did not hesitate to take people back to the building.

There were servants and waiters in the building. Today is the birthday banquet of Mr. Luo. In order to receive the guests from different places, there will be no less people in the building.

When the servant in the building saw a little boy who was in a mess and still wet with black broken hair, he was stunned for several seconds and then responded: "young master, you are --"

the first one I met was the maid. Luo zhanmei wrinkled slightly. He motioned to the little girl with a pale face behind him, "take her to a hot bath and deal with her clothes and skirts."

"On you, young master?"

Luo Zhan frown, from the body cold shivering girl there to take back the line of sight, "you don't need to tube, take her first."

“…… Yes

Half an hour later.

In a guest room on the second floor of Fufeng building, Tang ran in his bathrobe is sitting in the sofa.

Cleaning and steam drying both took time. The maid told the quiet girl to take the clothes and leave first.

Tang ran nests in the corner of the sofa with her eyes closed. The wide and soft back and armrest can give her a high sense of security. She lowered her head as if thinking.

This is when Luo Zhan came in.

The small bathrobe in the guest room is also an adult model. It is wrapped around the girl's body and almost covers her hands and feet. It looks like a white glutinous rice ball, and it is still in the corner of the sofa.However, the long hair has returned to the normal micro curl radian, and the pretty face between the hair is more ruddy after a hot bath. With the red lips full of blood Yan, to this not vulgar face dyed with a gorgeous.

It's not as pale as a diseased seedling.

Luo Zhan walked in and thought with satisfaction.

He stopped in front of the girl.

"

"

"

, do you want to sit down in front of the sofa The girl suddenly looked up and spoke with him.

“……”

Luo Zhan was stunned.

Then he saw that the girl had shrunk back distinctly, and that a little bit of the white, tender tip of her foot was visible in her bathrobe.

She closed her eyes and didn't know that her tiny frown fully exposed her Retreat:

"to be engaged to Tang luoqian That Luo Zhan, right? "

"If Luo Zhan didn't promise, he couldn't get married."

As he spoke, Luo Zhan looked down at the girl's restless curling up and hiding her toes.

He frowned.

Then Luo Zhan raised his head and heard himself speak in a strange way:

"besides, I'm not Luo Zhan I'm Luo Xiu