The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 237 Their Love (6)

Mother He found something to say by herself, even if An Chengxing felt uncomfortable now, he wouldn't say anything, "Just mess with it yourself." He took the two women into the house.

An Ran walked to the kitchen and saw Feng Ling staring at the pot of soup, a little dazed, she walked over, "Brother Feng."

Feng Ling turned his head, subconsciously glanced out, "Are you hungry?"

An Ran shook her head, opened her mouth, and suddenly felt that she was stupid and didn't know what to say, "Brother Feng, don't be sad, brother just said that he didn't know that person, she was brought by my second aunt herself, brother won't like her. "

"I know." Feng Ling smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he said again, "I know."

Seeing Feng Ling like this, An Ran really didn't know what to say, she stood on tiptoe to look at the soup, "What kind of soup did you cook? Can I have a taste?"

"What he did, he almost used sugar as salt just now, otherwise we would have to drink sugar water at noon." Feng Ling said with a smile.

An Ran chuckled and tried not to talk about outsiders.

An Ran tasted the soup, listening to Mother He's laughter outside from time to time, she felt like a cat's paw in her heart, and she couldn't wait for An Chengxing to come in, just listening to Mother He's laughter made people feel that it was very busy chatting outside. He felt happily that An Ran defended Feng Ling.

She pretended to have something to do: "I pour a glass of juice, I just wanted to come down and pour juice for Chu Danzhi."

Feng Ling didn't pierce An Ran, she even forgot that she said that she came to open the door, he knew he shouldn't be angry or sad, but some feelings can't be controlled even if he wants to, but he doesn't need a child to comfort him.

Feng Ling smiled: "Go ahead, wait a little longer, Danzhi may come to find someone by himself."

An Ran nodded, poured a glass of juice, she carried the juice and walked outside, looking at the three people sitting on the sofa, the second aunt and Lin Qingsu sitting together, holding her hand, very affectionate, An Chengxing Sitting opposite, with an impatient expression on her face, Mother He didn't know what she was talking about, so she smiled happily.

Seeing An Chengxing's appearance like this, An Ran felt a little better. She thought that seeing An Chengxing smiling happily and having a good conversation with that woman, she must find a way to pour this glass of juice in his face.

When An Chengxing saw An Ran, the two brothers and sisters exchanged glances, and An Ran immediately shouted: "Brother, Brother Feng, I don't know what's in that soup of yours. I just tasted it. It tastes weird. Go in and have a look." Look."

An Cheng was so happy that he stood up pretendingly, "Really? I'll go and have a look."

"Hey, you..." Mother He wanted to stop her.

"Feng Ling doesn't know how to make my soup. I created it originally. I've been stewing it all morning. Don't let him ruin it for me. I'll go over and have a look." An Chengxing stood up and walked quickly without waiting for Mama He to speak. Go to the kitchen and close the kitchen door by the way.

"You..." Mother He was a little helpless, looking at An Ran, "Susu, come and talk to the second aunt, I haven't talked to Susu for a long time."

An Ran smiled sweetly, "Chu Danzhi is in the study, I came out to pour juice for him."

"Yeah, Danzhi is here too, let's go." The second aunt didn't keep anyone.

Almost everyone in An Ran's family knew about Chu Danzhi, not because he had seen a lot, but because An Ran talked a lot, and the people the family baby often mentioned must attract attention, so it was inevitable to be curious.

(End of this chapter)