The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 150

Song Weiling and An Jingwei went on a business trip together, An Ran woke up and sat on the bed and yelled, but no one responded, and then remembered that Song Weiling told her last night that she would not be at home for the next two days, and that the aunts who invited would usually arrive at ten It doesn't come until around one o'clock.

An Ran got up by herself, washed up, and rummaged through the refrigerator. There were also sandwiches and a glass of milk that Song Weiling had made before she left.

She took out the breakfast and held it cold in her hands, making people unconsciously want to take a sip, An Ran licked her lips, took a sip of milk herself, and the coldness flowed from her mouth to her throat and then into her stomach, letting She shuddered directly.

She went to the kitchen, put the sandwich in the microwave for half a minute, took a small milk pot and put it on the stove, and was about to pour all the milk into the milk pot when the doorbell rang.

She tilted her head to look out, then looked at the milk in her hand, and put down the cup first to open the door.

She didn't see who was outside the door, as soon as she opened the door, Chu Danzhi stood outside.

She was still thinking about the milk just now, and when she saw someone, she subconsciously said, "Chu Danzhi, I want to heat up the milk."

Chu Danzhi hummed, without expression, and walked in from the outside.

When An Ran saw him walking in, she felt something was wrong, she didn't know what to say, she could only close the door, followed Chu Danzhi, and followed him into the kitchen.

Chu Danzhi looked at the small milk pot on the stove, then turned to ask her, "Have you washed it yet?"

"Ah?" An Ran came to her senses and shook her head, "No."

Chu Danzhi took down the pot again, washed it, put it on the stove, poured all the milk into it, turned on the fire, and turned to look at An Ran.

An Ran is wearing a pair of overalls, a small white T-shirt with a bear pattern printed on the white T-shirt, and a pair of pink sandals. She is quite neatly dressed, but her hair is messy and has not been taken care of. It should be It turned out that I had pulled it twice, and the hair that stood up had not been pulled down.

She stood like that, looking a little helpless.

Maybe it's been a long time since I talked to Chu Danzhi, An Ran didn't know what to say to him, and didn't know what he was doing suddenly, the only sound in her ears was the sound of the microwave oven turning, and suddenly, there was a ding, which seemed to relieve her Same, she hurried forward.

"Okay." She turned on the microwave oven, and the heat in the microwave came out with the aroma of sandwiches, and she reached for it.

A hand came over and directly intercepted her hand, An Ran turned her head and said ah, the voice of the little milk was still full of doubts.

Chu Danzhi looked at her, "What are you doing?"

"Okay." An Ran's curled hair jumped.

There was endless helplessness in Chu Danzhi's eyes, he pulled her over, put on his gloves, and took out the sandwich, "Don't touch it, it's hot."

"Oh." An Ran replied obediently.

Looking at her well-behaved appearance at first glance, all the depression is gone, her messy hair seems to be warmed by the sun, making people want to touch it.

An Ran doesn't know how to do housework at all, let alone cook, and Song Weiling doesn't let her do it. She is someone who can burn an egg. She doesn't have many meetings at first, and the one who knows best is the following, But than Enron would, there is no other way.

Sometimes when the two of them were at home, An Ran yelled that she was hungry, and there was nothing to eat at home, so Chu Danzhi would go and make noodles for her by himself, he thought it was the easiest.

(End of this chapter)