Famous and beautiful Tang Dynasty

Lin Ran saluted his parents respectfully.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

"It's dark and thin, but it needs to be taken care of."

Sun's heart ached terribly.

"Brother, brother, we can see brother when you are not around."

After speaking, the two little fellows grabbed one of his brother's arms and pulled Lin Ran into the living room.

"Brother, what do you think that is?"

Lin Ran raised his head.

Eyes widened in surprise.

The self in that painting is actually the same as the real person.

wrong.

He should be a bit more handsome than himself.

Even the killer whale is painted vividly and vividly.

What's even more amazing is that the scenes are drawn clearly and recognizably.

In the distance is the sea and the reef...

"Changle, if you have a heart, you can draw such a good painting."

Lin Ran turned to Chang Le and said with a smile.

Only Chang Le experienced the battle that he made up.

Only a woman like Changle who puts herself in the bottom of her heart can draw such a picture.

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"Sanggong, it wasn't Changle's painting."

"Changle couldn't draw such a good picture scroll even if he wanted to."

"Brother, it's really not my sister-in-law's painting."

Seeing his brother's expression of disbelief.

Guoguo and Houhou immediately spoke for their sister-in-law.

"It was sent by a beautiful sister."

"That older sister is pretty. Is my brother planning to let that pretty older sister be Guoguo's sister-in-law?"

Guoguo's words caught everyone's attention.

Lin Ran's face was covered with black lines.

This is really the fruit of a pit brother.

And judging by Chang Le's face, it was still a pit of God.

Incomparably huge god pit.

"Sister-in-law is so gentle and beautiful, and in my brother's eyes and heart, sister-in-law is the most beautiful in the world."

"Remove this painting, my brother has already gone home, and you two don't have to look at the painting all day."

Lin Ran's words made Chang Le smile.

As long as Xianggong has himself in his heart, it is more important than anything else.

Sun and Lin Zhengtai also let out a sigh of relief.

I thought Guoguo's words would cause a storm.

Ben's son was resolved in a few words.

Miss Lotus, quickly removed the scroll.

"Master, where to put it?"

Lotus asked.

"Put it on the bottom of the kitchen pot and burn it."

In order to let Changle know that he has not empathized with others.

Lin Ran had no choice but to cut the scroll quickly.

Has proven his innocence.

It is very regrettable in my heart.

Such a good scroll, I want to keep it.

But, can't.

My wife is watching me covetously from behind.

What's more, now that Changle is pregnant, she can't move her fetus.

Never thought that Guoguo, who caused trouble, seems to have read his brother's mind at this moment.

"Brother, brother, don't burn it, how can brother burn brother's scroll?"

"That would hurt Guoguo."

"Let's leave it to Guoguo. If my brother goes out in the future, when Guoguo misses his brother, he can take it out and have a look."

"Well, it's still thick."

Hou Hou didn't forget his proper assists.

"Yes, son, you are still alive and well. It is really unlucky to burn your own picture scroll."

Mrs. Sun hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him.

Seeing that the whole family was dissuading, Lin Ran was very happy.

However, my wife hasn't spoken yet.

Therefore, Lin Ran turned his gaze to Changle.

"Xianggong, since Guoguo and Houhou miss their elder brother, this picture scroll can make younger brothers and sisters feel warm."

"Then stay."

Get the highest instruction from your wife.

The stone hanging in Lin Ran's heart can be considered to have landed safely.

Seeing that Xianggong insisted on burning the scroll just now, Changle felt very happy.

The family had a wonderful reunion dinner together.

At night, Changle snuggled up to Lin Ran.

"Master, Changle can't serve you anymore, go to Cuizhu."

"Changle has already explained that the green bamboo was washed clean tonight."

Xiao Linran, who had been starving for food for nearly two months, was already angry.

It is even worse than the steel bars of later generations.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, there are some fights.

Now that we have come to this blessed age.

You should also enjoy yourself.

Let alone Xiaolin Ranhu.

"But, Changle, are you really willing?"

Lin Ran was serious, waiting for the highest instruction from his wife.

"Changle is not willing to part with it, but this is the mother's confession."

"Think about it, Cuizhu has been with Changle since she was a child."

"Chang Le is also very distressed that he always does not get the sympathy of his husband."

"Young master, hurry up, Cui Zhu can't wait..."

Cuizhu next door heard the words and covered his head with a quilt.

The whole body is hot.

That little heart was pounding even more.

"Changle, that Xianggong has really passed away."

There is no way, Xiao Linran is already screaming.

If you don't go, I'm afraid there will be sparks flying around.

"Go, son, look at your uncomfortable look."

Chang Le pushed Lin Ran off the bed.

"The gentleman has really passed away."

Lin Ran didn't forget, and pretended to have a very reluctant expression.

Show Changle.

This is what my wife forced me to do.

It's not that I made mistakes on my own initiative.

As expected, the door of Green Bamboo was half-closed.

Lin Ran opened the door effortlessly.

Enter the Cuizhu's room.

Accompanied by Lin Ran's footsteps, there was the beating of Cui Zhu girl's heart.

Chang Le pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

But a stick of incense time.

The 'singing' of green bamboo came from next door.

That singing voice is really sweet.

Let Changle's body burn hot.

Xiao Linran found his way home.

Quickly ran to the door again and again.

However, the road is narrow.

The road conditions are also rough.

It was even more muddy.

Let Xiao Linran fall down again and again on the way home.

But it enjoys it.

The more you fall, the braver you are.

What a good one.

This night, Chang Le didn't sleep all night.

It's not that she doesn't want to sleep.

It's because the singing next door is too loud.

A song has just stopped, and a song starts again.

Let Changle have to feel sorry for Xianggong for three seconds.