Lan Ruoqing in the camera was holding braised pork in her mouth, looking very satisfied. She shouted pork in her mouth and said in a unclear way: "You hate it, take a sneak shot of me!"

Wei Zizhen set the photo as a screensaver on his phone and said proudly: "This shows that my achievements are gratifying!"

Wei Zizhen looked at Lan Ruoqing as she continued to eat: "If you want to eat braised pork in the future, say more sweet words to me!"

Lan Ruoqing took a sip of water and looked at him and said, "Wei Zizhen, what other dishes can you cook?"

Wei Zizhen raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "It depends on your performance. Fish fillet porridge. If you perform well, I can make it for you to taste it!"

Lan Ruoqing was surprised: "Wei Zizhen, were you a chef before? Why are you so hidden in it!"

Wei Zizhen said with deep eyes: "In the past, my family was poor, so I could have enough food and clothing if I didn't do it myself. It's like you were a young lady who had servants to serve you all day!"

Wei Zizhen's words were the truth, but they hit Lan Ruoqing's sore spot. She didn't want any servant to serve her. She just hoped that her father would be safe and not let her feel so lonely. [26nbsp;]

She was afraid of the feeling of loneliness and the feeling of helplessness.

The smile on Lan Ruoqing's face was stalemate.

Wei Zizhen knew that she had been offended by her again. In the past, Lan Ruoqing was sharp-tongued. If he said something she didn't like, she would fight back immediately, but now Lan Ruoqing is more silent. This silence often makes Wei Zizhen feel at a loss.

Wei Zizhen took her into her arms, picked up the soft tissue and wiped off the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Look at you, you are worried all day long!"

Lan Ruoqing didn't say anything, but just looked at the completely dark sky outside the window.

From time to time, airflow passes by and the plane gets bumpy.

Wei Zizhen kept hugging Lan Ruoqing tightly, and neither of them spoke again.

After about two hours of flight, the plane finally stopped at a private airport. As soon as she got off the plane, Lan Ruoqing looked at the stars in the sky and the faint galaxy. It was so beautiful that the air was warm. From a distance, she saw some ethnic minority people running a bonfire party, which was very lively.

After leaving the simple airport, there was a crossroad outside, and people were walking on it to make a creaking sound. The lake was very quiet because the sky was completely dark, and only the bright white moon like a silver plate shone on the lake, which was amazingly beautiful.

Lan Ruoqing was completely attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

She looked at the calm lake and asked Wei Zizhen: "Is this Lugu Lake in Yunnan?"

Wei Zizhen tapped her forehead and said, "Have you been here?"

Lan Ruoqing shook her head and said, "I have read it in a travel magazine before, but I heard that there is no airport here and it takes four hours to take a bus from Lijiang. I am most afraid of circling the mountain road, so I have never been here!" Although her family is rich, she cannot get to Wei Zizhen, who has a private plane and can temporarily build a wealthy country that can be stopped at the airport.

Wei Zizhen asked her, "Lan Ruoqing, are you happy now?"

The night here is so beautiful, as if it is not contaminated by the worldly troubles, and the people of the ethnic minorities are laughing and singing so happily in front of the bonfire 21

Lan Ruoqing nodded vigorously and said, "Yeah, I'm so happy!"

She knew Wei Zizhen's intention to her, but she just didn't know how to accept it before.

But at this moment, the mood seemed to be lit up by the singing and dancing bonfire. The place was so quiet, the stars and the mountains in the distance were so beautiful.
Chapter completed!