The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 933

"They're all strong-minded people who know what they're doing."

An Chengxing looked at Feng Ling, and stretched out his hand to bring him over.

"Hey, you cook." Feng Ling pushed him away.

"I said I was worried. I don't know who knew that the child was gone. He asked me every night, huh?" An Chengxing narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling laughed, "I don't have to worry about it now, so don't keep asking her if she has anything."

"Then... kiss me." An Chengxing leaned over.

"Go away!"

The two were fighting inside, and An Ran couldn't help but sigh.

How can these two people live the life of an old husband and wife as if they were in love?
An Ran stayed with An Chengxing, either drawing or playing games, and sometimes playing the piano with Feng Ling.

Every time An Chengxing saw An Ran and Feng Ling sitting together, the smile on his face was unusually gentle, he didn't know what he was thinking alone.

During this time, An Ran's paintings were all about An Chengxing and Feng Ling, and the comments below continued unabated.

Now An Ran can be regarded as a well-known little painter, but her painting speed is the one that has been complained the longest.

Because An Ran painted her daily life, everyone watched happily.

——@我给着技术大Draw a little more brother!Brother Sai Gao!

——@This is the country owes brother!When will the country assign a brother like me.

——Is it really okay for @哥哥 to bully my sister-in-law like this?He is not afraid of being alone.

——@大大, The Great Demon King hasn’t appeared for a long time, please ask, when will the Great Demon King be released.

——@You don’t really wonder whether Da Da is a boy paper or a girl paper?

—— @Author disgusting, deliberately selling rot!

An Ran flipped through and found this kind of comment. In fact, there are very few such comments, and each time they only talk about those few people. She often chooses to ignore them. If she doesn't like it, she deletes it herself.

In fact, every time An Ran draws a picture, no matter who he draws, he doesn't deliberately say who this person is. About the elder brother and the sister-in-law, they all imagined it from the painting, but sometimes they guessed it right by mistake. .

An Ran first painted An Chengxing and Feng Ling. An Chengxing came back from a business trip that day. Feng Ling sat on the sofa with her and watched a movie. The key was to watch a suspense movie. Until the answer to the mystery was revealed, the fear remained in my heart.

The two of them watched well, An Chengxing came back, went into the bedroom without saying a word, and went to sleep, but within a few minutes, he came out with a sullen face, and carried Feng Ling in.

An Ran stared at the two dumbfounded, Feng Ling struggled, An Chengxing shut all the voices, leaving An Ran alone, sitting on the sofa in a daze.

When An Ran was watching the whole mess in the movie, Feng Ling came out again, only his clothes and hair were a little messed up, he said it was all right, and fell asleep.

An Ran felt relieved, and someone continued to watch with her, but within a few minutes, she copied and pasted what had just happened not long ago again, as if she had time-traveled, she once again stared dumbfounded at Feng Ling being carried in.

Leaving An Ran alone on the sofa, she didn't want to watch it or not, look, the plot after this was the scariest, she was afraid, if she didn't watch it, she didn't know who the murderer was in the end, and she was also afraid.

(End of this chapter)