An Han kept gently stirring the porridge clockwise, thinking as he stirred, "Shouldn't there be a machine for this?"

Finally, an hour passed, and An Han tasted the porridge, which was already soft and delicious. And there is really no astringency and strange taste. happily turned off the heat and put the porridge in the soup bowl to cool.

Without waiting long, Nangong Chenyang walked down from the upper floor. Seeing that he was still wiping his wet hair with a bath towel, he knew that he had taken a shower upstairs. Deep eyes, a handsome face, and proud eyebrows. smiled lightly at An Han. How intriguing.

An Han collected his thoughts and hurriedly spoke: "You came down just in time, the porridge has been prepared." You come and taste it. ”

Saying that, An Han hurriedly filled a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Nangong Chenyang. Nangong Chenyang looked at the porridge in front of him and asked about the sweet taste. Asked softly: "This is made by Lord Xiaohan himself?"

An Han was unhappy: "There is monitoring at home, do you want to call it out for you?"

"No, I just can't believe it for a while"

An Han: "......"

Nangong Chenyang picked up the spoon and tasted it. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised

An Han hurriedly asked, "How is it?!"

"It's delicious!" Nangong Chenyang replied lightly

"Dare to say that it doesn't taste good?" Xiao Li muttered on the side

An Han and Nangong Chenyang's eyes shot at Xiao Li at the same time, making him shudder. Busy said: "I said the weather is so nice today!"

An Han twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up a bowl of porridge and handed it to Xiao Li, and said, "You taste it!"

Xiao Li looked at the porridge in the bowl, and was frightened as if he was holding Meng Po soup...... If you don't drink it, it's definitely not okay, drink it...... He really doesn't have the perseverance of the young master. What a bad porridge, as long as it is made by Miss An Han herself. He couldn't even finish it without knowing how to do it.

"Drink!"

A little heart-wrenching. If you drink it, you will die, and if you don't drink it, you ......will die! Thinking about it, Xiao Li picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. Xiao Li, who was still holding the mentality of dying, tried his best to control himself from leaking out an unpleasant expression, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"Okay, it's delicious!" Xiao Li said subconsciously. He couldn't believe that this was from An Han's hand

An Han smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's right, I also learned from Xiaoya for a while." With my talent, I can naturally learn it as soon as I learn it!"

Nangong Chenyang looked at An Han with a warm smile, and couldn't help but be distracted. He didn't seem to have seen an expression other than politeness on An Han's cold face for a long time, and such a real smile was only seen a few years ago.

Unconsciously, Nangong Chenyang bottomed out with a bowl of porridge. I want to drink a bowl again. An Han hurriedly stopped: "I will be in charge of your meal in the future, don't drink so much this time." You now want to eat smaller, more often. ”

Nangong Chenyang nodded obediently: "Go out for a walk with me?"

"Hmm!" An Han smiled knowingly

The two men walked out of the apartment door one after the other, and neither of them spoke on the way. Quietly enjoying this long-lost coincidence

"After this time, would it be okay to go back to the Cold Garden to live?" Nangong Chenyang said lightly, breaking the silence

"Look at how you behave," An Hanyun replied lightly

"Try to satisfy Lord Xiaohan. "Nangong Chenyang is still flat, but every word is full of tenacity

An Han looked back at Nangong Chenyang at sunset, his cold and arrogant appearance, and he was suffering so much at this time. I couldn't help but sigh deeply

Nangong Chenyang stepped forward and gently hugged An Han into his arms. Said softly: "I'm fine, these are nothing! Speaking of which, I also want to thank Zhang Xiaoman." ”

An Han pushed Nangong Chenyang away, a little angry: "What nonsense are you talking about, you still thank her! Your current pain is all caused by her!"

Nangong Chenyang smiled in his eyes: "Of course I have to thank her, otherwise Lord Xiaohan doesn't know what year and month he will forgive me."

An Han glared at Nangong Chenyang angrily: "If you are talking nonsense, I will regret it, and I will not forgive you"

Nangong Chenyang smiled dotingly, stretched out his slender arm and took An Han into his arms again, his voice was full of doting: "Yes, don't talk nonsense!"

An Han is in the arms of a long absence. Greedily breathing in the familiar smell. Nangong Chenyang's unique body fragrance. Long...... "Let's go back, it's cold at night. ”

Nangong Chenyang nodded and let An Han out of his arms. Hold her hand. Step by step leisurely like an apartment.