Chapter 1250

Gu Xiaoran frowned.

"If Tao Xia is interested in zhuoran, then my aunt..."

"To be a first-class killer, after all, we have our own principles. We don't kill whoever we want. My Mohism is not dead, not everyone can move. In addition, Zhuo Ran is not what she can afford. She doesn't dare to mess around. Don't worry about it. "

"Well." Gu Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief, "today, Tianlei said, your blood ordinary test is nothing, but he is in cell culture, hope to harvest."

"Well."

Can't find out in Mo Qing expected, but Gu Tianlei thought of using blood to do cell culture, is also the idea of people.

Maybe something can be done with this method.

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Gu Xiaoran has only one class in the afternoon.

Mo Qing said that he was going back to Lin Yuan today, so Gu Xiaoran rushed back to Nanwan as soon as he was released from school.

Back in Nanwan, Moqing is sitting in the garden watching Xiaohan bask in the sun.

Xiao Han is lying in the shaker, sleeping soundly.

Mo Qing's slender fingers caressed Xiao Han's head.

Two people, big and small, are quiet and leisurely.

Gu Xiaoran watched quietly, his heart was warm, and he couldn't bear to break the warm picture.

Mo Qing raised her head and made a silent movement to let her not wake up Xiao Han.

Gu Xiaoran relaxed and walked over, reaching for Xiaohan's head.

"How long has the baby been sleeping?"

"Just fell asleep."

When Mo Qing saw Gu Xiaoran and Xiao Han, her face naturally showed tenderness, and her chest was filled with something called "warmth and serenity.".

After a while, Gu Xiaoran whispered, breaking the silence, "king."

"Well?" He has a very soft voice.

"Didn't you mean to go back to Lin Yuan?"

"Well, just go."

He didn't want to give up this peaceful moment, but today is the day when purple roses bloom, and he didn't want to miss it.

Back to Lin Yuan.

Mo Qing drove directly into the purple rose garden.

At this time, it was dusk, and a large dark purple rose exuded a mysterious color, which was suffocating.

Gu Xiaoran was sitting in the car, looking at the purple roses all around him. The fragrance of the flowers floated in, as if in a dream.

It suddenly occurred to her that this rose, Louis XIV, was made in France. The flower language was - I only love you.

Mo Qing drew close to her and pasted her back lightly. "Do you like it?"

Gu Xiaoran's eyes were slightly hot.

He never said to her - I love you.

But these actions are more real than the sentence "I love you.".

He nodded his head gently. "Well, I like it."

They stayed in the rose garden until dark, and then returned to the forest garden.

"I'll have your bath water prepared and take a bath." Mo Qing took her back to Lin Yuan's room.

Lin Yuan was left by his mother. It didn't belong to him as simply as Nanwan. Gu Xiaoran always felt that his mother was still here. There were some restrictions, and he didn't feel as free as Nanwan.

It's embarrassing to bathe here.

But she didn't want to go to the lonely guest room alone.

He went into the bathroom without objection.

Lin Yuan is a Chinese style house, and the layout of the rooms is also Chinese style.

The bathroom is a wooden tub with a carved screen in front of it. It is antique and elegant.

Purple rose petals were floating on the water.

The petals of Louis XIV are the raw materials for making essential oil. They are used for bathing and have good effects.

Gu Xiaoran felt relaxed and comfortable after a while.

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