There is a marriage in sixty

Chapter 957

Momo diverted to the market. She remembered that her son had said that the two of them would go back together in the evening, and that girl Feng Wan needed to be replenished.

When Momo got home, she went into the kitchen. Since she started cooking again, her cooking skills have become even better, and she still has the patience to arrange the dishes.

On the other side, Feng Wan was walking ahead slowly, because she didn't want to go home. She needed to slow down, she really needed to slow down.

Feng Wan was wandering all the way. After almost falling down for the third time, An An, with a dark face, directly took Feng Wan's hand and said, "You are so old, you can't even walk."

An An held Feng Wan's hand. The slender little hand felt good and she used a little strength.

Feng Wan came back to her senses and stared blankly at the clasped hands. It didn't feel real at all. She must be dreaming. Yes, it must be that this dream was too long and too real.

Then Feng Wan pinched herself hard, An An said, "."

What should I do if my future wife is stupid?
Feng Wan was in pain, with tears welling up in her eyes. This was real. Zhuang Lianxi actually held her hand and looked into Zhuang Lianxi's eyes, as if she was attracted.

There was only her in Zhuang Lianxi's calm eyes, reminding her that I only have you in my eyes. Feng Wan's heart was beating violently. She was tempted, really tempted.

An An is a doctor. He noticed Feng Wan's rising body temperature and said in a disgraceful voice: "Your body temperature has risen. Are you sick?"

Feng Wan, "."

She shouldn't expect Zhuang Lianxi to understand. At the same time, she was angry. Even if she didn't understand, she would be sultry. If she got the idea, she wouldn't know how many little girls would be fascinated by her.

Why is this heart so sour?This must not be her!

The two of them returned to Feng Wan's residence with their own thoughts.

Feng Wan's residence is a mixed courtyard. The courtyard is divided into many homes, most of which are rented out. Feng Wan is a homebody, very homely, especially when she comes here.

But the original owner was very popular, so Feng Wan suddenly came back with a man, and the two of them were still holding hands, so they were inevitably worried for Feng Wan.

Several times in front of An An, Feng Wan was reminded to be careful, as good-looking men are not trustworthy.

Feng Wan wanted to laugh. If Zhuang Lianxi was unreliable, there would be no one more reliable than him.

The two of them returned to Feng Wan's bedroom. It was a small bedroom, full of the aura of a young woman. Because the room was small, An An could scan it all at a glance.

An An saw Feng Wan standing there, as if racking her brains to think of how to let him go. The corners of her mouth dropped a lot. This feeling of not being accepted by Feng Wan was very bad.

Just because he doesn't like anyone and has never thought about falling in love doesn't mean he doesn't understand. He grew up eating dog food from his parents.

Men can be mean sometimes, and An An admits that he is the same. The more she rejects him, the more she wants to explore.

Feng Wan rolled her eyes, "Ah, it's getting late. It's time for me to rest. You should go back and rest early too!"

"Haha, do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I do hope you're stupid."

Feng Wan answered the question without thinking, and then she really wanted to hit herself to make her talk faster.

An An felt that he shouldn't talk nonsense to this woman. He was the one who was angry if he talked nonsense too much.

An An squatted down and pulled out a bag from under the bed, started packing it from books, and put everything in it.

Feng Wan felt something was wrong and hurriedly pressed Zhuang Lianxi's hand, "What are you doing?" An An said, "I'm helping you pack your luggage. Is it difficult to understand?"

Feng Wan felt like her IQ was being doubted, and she gritted her teeth. Everything about the big warm man was a lie. This man was actually evil in nature. It was just his luck. "I have no intention of moving, so please leave so that I can leave easily." Not sending it."

An An loosened the bag and stood up, giving Feng Wan a sense of oppression. "I said, I am responsible for you. I am a very traditional person."

Feng Wan's heart was filled with anger. From the moment she saw Zhuang Lianxi, Zhuang Lianxi had been dominating her. Her bright eyes were flashing with small flames, and even the slightest excitement was gone, "I am a person, I have my own thoughts." , you never asked me what I meant, why should you make decisions for me."

An An looked into the bright eyes and was attracted. The corners of her mouth raised, "Because I'm afraid you will run away. Is this reason enough? Damn the child!"

Feng Wan was dumbfounded, and the balloon that had just been inflated suddenly burst, "Why can't I understand what you said?"

An An, "I am studying medicine, so I didn't notice it at first, but when I almost fell down a few times, your first reaction was to protect your stomach. This is obvious."

Feng Wan pursed her lips, with an unusually calm mind, and said impressively: "We have no feelings. The situation at that time was very complicated, and I also blame myself. So, I want to say, I don't want you to be responsible. Do you understand?"

She was somewhat conscious at the time, and she remembered it clearly, so Zhuang Lianxi can't really be blamed for this, she can only blame her damn hormones!
She likes Zhuang Lianxi, but that doesn't mean she's a nymphomaniac. It doesn't mean she falls in love with Zhuang Lianxi immediately. This is untrue. She doesn't want two people to get together before they understand their feelings. At the same time, what she wants is someone who can live her whole life.

Although Feng Wan didn't explain clearly, An An was a sensitive person, and he reflected on it. He thought it was good, but sometimes he was too decisive and too strong, which backfired.

He felt that he should find another way to communicate, and he did so.

Time passed quickly, and it was already dark in a blink of an eye. Momo’s food was ready, and her two nephews came back with seven pounds of food. Looking at the table full of food, Haobo asked, "Auntie, who is coming today?" Ah, so rich.”

Haoxuan's hand had been stretched out, ready to eat secretly, but Momo slapped it back with chopsticks, "Your hands are dirty, wash your hands quickly."

Hao Xuan covered his hands and felt that his aunt's attitude was wrong today. In the past, he would not be beaten for stealing food. He was even more curious about who would come today.

The two young men finished washing their hands and gathered around Momo, talking to each other in an attempt to get the news out.

Momo looked at her two nephews with a smile, but she didn't want to be fooled, "Your tricks are too simple. Go back and practice hard before trying to trick me!"

The two boys of Haobo were completely defeated!

Momo glanced at her watch, it was time for An An to come back. Just as she was thinking about it, An An came back.

Momo stretched her neck and looked behind An An, "Why are you alone, Feng Wan?"

An An recalled the negotiation with Feng Wan and felt that it was good to try to put herself in someone else's shoes, and it was indeed effective.

"She's not coming. She's resting at home!"

Momo felt that her son had changed, he became more lively, his facial expressions became richer, and every raised eyebrow could represent his heart. Now his son was in a good mood.

Haoxuan has already started gossiping, "Should you tell me who Feng Wan is?"

An An is not someone who hides and tucks in. "The woman I just fell in love with will definitely be my wife in the future."

It can be seen from An An's last words that An An's personality is somewhat like Zhuang Chaoyang.

Hao Bo choked on his drink. Is this still An An?The person he knew before must be a fake An An.

Momo was happy. No matter how her son and Feng Wan talked, the two of them had reached some kind of consensus. Momo was confident in An An. It can be seen from his persistence in medicine that An An is the child. If you decide, you will never give up.

(End of this chapter)