Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1858: One Year Old, Don't Know the Size, Is It A Child

After leaving work, An Lan returned home directly. The quiet and dark home was now brightly lit. The smell of food in the kitchen made her feel uncomfortable.

"It's quite late today," Xu Bohan stood in the doorway of the apron with bright wind and moonlight, his black eyes shone brightly under the lamp, "very busy?"

"It's really a bit busy today," An Lan threw the bag and drilled into the kitchen. When he wanted to see what dishes he prepared, Xu Bohan held his arms in his arms.

"No kiss," he reminded.

After the speech was finished, without waiting for her to speak, she sent a long kiss directly.

An Lan took a hard breath and reminded him, "Judge Xu, pay attention to your neck. The doctor said that the neck support was removed, but you still can't move it in a big way. You are so excited, I'm afraid it's crooked."

"I think I'm better, I don't believe ... you can try more exciting," Xu Bohan offered a serious proposal.

An Lan's face became fiercely hot. "Please be safe. I don't know the size when I'm old. Is it a child?"

"Yes, I am now, a child who can't eat sugar," Xu Bohan kissed her again, and then said carefully, "An Lan, I went to the vegetable market today, and I bought pork trotters."

An Lan: "..."

If you buy pig trotters, you can buy pig trotters. So afraid of her objection, even though she makes up for it, she doesn't dislike the pig trotters.

"You should buy a duck neck to complement your shape," An Lan Wensheng said.

"You insulted me as a duck?" Xu Bohan raised an eyebrow. "Attorney An, how to punish insulting judicial officers?"

"I don't know, but I don't think you can go to bed tonight," An Lan smiled and touched his neck.

Xu Bohan was silent for a few seconds and laughed, "You're right, I'm a duck, and I really should complement my shape."

"..."

Can you be a bit martial?

An Lan stopped arguing with him and turned around to see tonight's kitchen table with mandarin fish, trotters, and cauliflower. "Did you go to the market today?"

"I'll go if I'm idle," Xu Bohan pushed her out. "You wait, I'll cook. You made it for me recently. It's time to show you my cooking skills."

"Are you really okay?" An Lan was worried.

"An Lan, I'm cooking by hand, not by the neck," Xu Bohan said earnestly.

An Lan followed him, and happened to be tired for a day. He went upstairs to take a bath, changed his comfortable home clothes, and Xu Bohan had already cooked the dishes when he went downstairs.

Sometimes I have to say that men's talents in cooking are indeed stronger than that of women, and it is no wonder that he always worked hard to say that he wanted to give himself.

Then An Lan discovered that Xu Bohan really likes to eat pork trotters, and his meals are larger than before.

"How is your work today?" Xu Bohan asked casually, "is it going well."

"Unsuccessful. Someone came to me and delayed me for ten minutes. In the end, I ran without much money," An Lan sneered. "At that time, my hourly salary was 4500, and 750 in ten minutes."

Xu Bohan stubbornly choked the rice, "Aren't you 2500, rose again?"

"That's not true. I just met a pig and wanted to slaughter," An Lan said lightly. "This pig is still related to you."

Xu Bohan froze for a while, his face suddenly sinking, "You said Tang Yan, why did he come to you, did you not be bullied by him?"

"Can he bully me?" An Lan asked back.

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