MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 43 Start reading

Lan Ning was shocked by the words of the waiter. Such a expensive dress, he said to buy and buy, Taurus is not a famous miser!

"Why do you want me to pay?" She felt that she seemed to be unable to walk, and she stood in the same place and looked at the Confucian language in front of the checkout counter.

Confucianism said: "Isn't it necessary to help my girlfriend?"

"But we are not yet!"

The Confucian language smiled and said: "It will be sooner or later."

Lan Ning: "..."

The teacher is always so confident!

"This gentleman, your skirt is wrapped up." The salesman smiled and handed the paper bag with the logo to the Confucian language.

"Thank you." The Confucian language was picked up and looked at Lan Ning sideways. "Let's go."

Lan Ning: "..."

She walked out of the clothing store with him in the back, listening to the saleswoman behind him. "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again."

Lan Ning's brow jumped and finally sold the dress. I am very happy.

The Confucian language that walked in front suddenly stopped and waited for Laning behind him. Look at her expression of a five-minded officer, he hooked his lips and said: "Let's relax, it's just a skirt."

Lan Ning: "..."

How easy is she to dress her skirt for half a year! She didn't want to owe him such a big favor.

Thinking of this, she looked up at the Confucian language: "Be clear first, the skirt is bought by you. I didn't say it, you don't ask me for money later."

The Confucian language smiled and said: "Reassured, I will not ask you for money."

Lan Ning: "..."

No, she suddenly has a feeling that "you still ask me for money."

"Since all come to the mall, just eat something and go." Confucianism proposed. Lan Ning looked around and said, "But now, when there are many people, there is not necessarily a place."

"It doesn't matter, we can go shopping for a while." Confucianism looked at her up and down. "Buy a skirt, are you still missing a pair of shoes and a bag?"

"...teacher, you know, huh, huh~"

Confucianism accepted this compliment very frankly: "Because I have never stopped learning."

Lan Ning: "..."

What have you learned?

Two people really went shopping in a circle, Lan Ning usually does not wear high heels, but the dress that I just bought is suitable to use high heels to match, she thought that the skirt is so expensive to buy, can not be on the shoes Vague, it looks like a high heel.

Because the Confucian language helped her buy clothes, her budget was just enough to buy shoes. I didn't have to go to the locker room to try the shoes. Lan Ning didn't give the opportunity to secretly pay for the Confucian language. After picking it up, I gave it to the salesperson directly, and took out the silver.

In the Confucian language, she came over with the shoes she had just bought, and she did not agree with the frown: "You used such cheap shoes to match my clothes?"

Lan Ning: "..."

Where is it cheap, how many thousand! Her monthly salary has been put in!

She snorted and looked around. "There should be no more people eating now. Let's just find a family to eat."

The brow of Confucianism is more obvious: "If you can eat whatever you eat, then your life is too casual."

Lan Ning: "..."

Her life is not aimed at eating, he thought everyone is like him!

The Confucian language finally picked an Italian restaurant, which has a place. Laning originally wanted to say that Confucianism bought her a dress that was so expensive. She invited her for dinner, but she never thought that Confucianism chose the most expensive restaurant in the department store to eat.

Lan Ning looked at the menu and felt that aa was her greatest kindness.

She and the last time she was eating with Ye Cheng, picked the cheapest point. After returning the menu to the waiter, she took a sip of white water from the cup on the table.

Still looking at the menu, the Confucian language looked at her and asked, "Do you want red wine?"

"I don't have to."

"How can I eat red wine without Italian food?"

Lan Ning took a corner of his mouth: "You want to drink it yourself..."

Confucianism begins to look at the menu, he still has to drive later, can not drink.

He always gave the menu to the waiters without a red wine. Lan Ning took another sip of white water and looked at him. "In fact, I also have a driver's license."

The Confucian language is looking at her: "How many times have you been on?"

"Oh..." Lan Ning seriously thought about it. "When the road test, Master still took me a few times."

The Confucian language has moved: "Between wine and life, I choose the latter."

Lan Ning coughed twice: "You don't look down on people so much. I passed the exam once in a while!"

Confucianism said: "Good luck."

Lan Ning: "..."

She does not want to communicate with him for the time being.

She saw that she didn't talk, and she spoke up and talked about the topic: "Don't you say that there is a kind of book to give to me?"

"Oh yes." He didn't say she almost forgot. Lan Ning opened the bag and took out the three sample books together: "A total of three books. After the book is officially listed, the editorial department will send you ten more books."

Ruan Confucius took the book she handed over and snorted in her hand: "Have you been shopping with these three books?"

Lan Ning: "..."

She... forgot! I knew that I would carry it myself!

The Confucian language puts the stack aside and takes a look at it: "The printing is quite clear, and the paper is not bad." He turned to the back and saw the little interview that Laning had given him. "You I actually put the photo of my study up."

"Yeah, satisfy the reader's voyeurism."

The Confucian language looked at her and asked her: "Is there a pen?"

"Yes." Lan Ning took a black signature pen from her baby and handed it to him. "What are you going to do?"

The Confucian language did not speak, and the pen was written on the title page. Lan Ning sat in the opposite direction curiously for a long time, and did not come up with a reason.

"Okay, give it to you." The Confucian language handed the book and the pen to Laning.

Lan Ning looked at him in confusion and opened the book and suddenly stunned.

On the title page of the book, the Confucian language used his unique and beautiful font to write a simple message.

Dear broccoli: May you be happy every day. Fortunately.

Tianzhu Tianzhu, Xingxin teacher's signature book! Still to sign!

"Ah, thank you teacher! I will collect it!" Lan Ning was so excited that he had some incoherence. The hand holding the book was a little trembling. "Do you really have a signing ceremony for the teacher! The reader will be happy!" "

The Confucian language indifferently raised the eyebrows: "Why do I have to work hard to make them happy?"

"Because those are your readers!"

Confucianism said: "I always think that readers and authors are just dew. They like you now, but the next book may not like you."

"No, I have always liked you for so many years!"

The Confucian language stunned and the corner of his mouth gradually rose. From the perspective of Laning, this smile is a bit moving.

"I didn't expect to hear your confession so unpredictable." Confucianism said with a chuckle.

Lan Ning: "..."

"No, I don't mean it." She looked palely at the Confucian language.

The Confucian language does not care: "The same."

...where is the same!

"But then, you really are my fans."

Lan Ning: "..."

Ok, she really doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

The waiter came over to eat at the right time, and Lan Ning lowered his head and concentrated on eating. After a while, the waiter brought two more dishes. Laning said strangely: "I don't have any of these."

"It's me." The Confucian language looked at her slowly. "With my understanding of your food intake, the two dishes you ordered are not enough."

Lan Ning: "..."

Hey! Obviously you can eat more!

But she had to admit that she had just eaten just after the two dishes with the words of Confucianism.

The nature of the checkout is the Confucian language, and Laning is unhappy because he owes him more than one person. It seems to see her emotions, and the Confucian language actively guides her: "I have said, I will not ask you for money. And you have already eaten me a lot, and today this is nothing."

Lan Ning: "..."

Because of the words of Confucianism, she was remembering how she had eaten him a few times. From the first high-quality beef that had been massaged to the three days in the deep mountain villa, I don’t know how many dinners I have in the middle of the daily reminder...

It seems that it is a bit too much, haha~

The car unknowingly met the community where they lived. After Lanning got out of the car, he waved his hand to the words in the car: "Teacher, good night."

The Confucian language looked at her, and the corner of his mouth was slightly sloppy: "I would rather hear you tell me good morning."

Lan Ning: "..."

Teacher, you said, what have you learned?

She spit out a sigh of relief and said to the Confucian language: "Okay, I will call you at six o'clock tomorrow morning to express my condolences."

Ruan language watched her rushing into the apartment building and laughing and driving the car away.

After Laning opened the door, Qufu still wore a small skirt to greet her at the door: "Lan Ning, you are back!"

"Yeah." Lan Ning responded with a weak voice.

The Qufu thief smiled and approached her: "I just saw you coming down from the teacher's car. Are you going to date?"

Lan Ning: "..."

How do high school students study at home now? She remembered that they were not so busy at the time.

Qufu saw that she didn't talk, and wanted to post it to inquire. Lan Ning was ruthlessly locked out of the bedroom door.

Laning exhaled and took the phone out of the bag. There is a WeChat from Ye Cheng, she has not heard it before.

Ye Cheng: Edited, there is a music festival in Starlight Park tomorrow, are you going to see it? I have some words to tell you (*/w\*)

Lan Ning's brow moved and thought for a while: "Okay, I have some words to tell you _(:3"∠)_"