By the way, I asked Huang Daxian to draw lots for free, and asked if it was her unlucky bastard who was going to have good luck, or Duan Zechen's bastard, and suddenly her conscience found that her temperament had changed greatly!

"When eating, don't think about the mess that will make you indigestion!"

Duan Zechen let out a sentence leisurely, directly interrupting An Ran's thoughts.

When he said this, although there was a hint of ridicule and banter, the eyes were genuinely concerned.

"......" An Ran's embarrassed cheeks are hot!

- Nima! Does this bastard really know how to read minds! He knows what she thinks!

Seeing that he was obviously very proud, but he pretended to be careless, An Ran pursed his lips depressedly, and turned his head to look out the window.

The sky was a deep gray, and the inky clouds moved slowly in front of me, thick and dark, as if they were going to collapse at any moment.

At this time, the rain was not strong, and the thick raindrops only sparsely hit the glass windows.

An Ran subconsciously frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "This day is really terrifying!" ”

"Later, there will definitely be a heavy rain."

Duan Zechen glanced out the window, and with a casual answer, a spoonful of warm porridge was also delivered.

An Ran secretly rolled his eyes, and after swallowing the porridge, he whispered without words: "I think too, this day is like it is going to fall!" ”

"It's okay to go to the gym and work out, don't worry so much." Duan Zechen took a cloth and wiped the corners of her lips, glanced at her mockingly, and said jokingly: "With your height and size, even if the naivety collapses, it will not be your turn!" Let's eat yours with peace of mind! ”

As she spoke, she took the bowl of gruel in front of her.

An Ran couldn't cry and laugh while opening his mouth to eat, while secretly under the dining table, twisting his apron vigorously.

She couldn't figure out what to do with this breakfast! I don't understand! I can't figure it out!

First, isn't this guy not interested in eggs! Eat the egg dumplings so clean for Mao!

And the expression on his face when he checked the filling, he always felt weird, and it seemed to be a little tearful!

Second, how could he feed her! He is obviously a person who doesn't take a help when the oil bottle is poured, how can he be so gentle with egg dumplings and porridge to feed her!

The position of the little maid of the wealthy family is her, okay!

Even if the brain pump wants to play a feeding game, he has to lie down and she will serve, right?

An Ran subconsciously looked up at Duan Zechen.

The man was staring intently at the porridge in the bowl, his slender thumb and index finger cooperating, easily holding the bone china spoon, seemingly careless, but very carefully taking a small spoonful along the edge of the bowl that was not hot.

At the flexed knuckles, the bones are well-proportioned.

On his half-hung eyes, the eyelashes like crow's wings are narrow and slightly curled, and the broken hair on his forehead is naturally tilted to the side, looking unusually docile and comfortable.

In this way, he has no usual cold arrogance and irritability, and he is definitely a good man with warmth and affection!

If it weren't for the fear of ruining such a beautiful and harmonious atmosphere, An Ran actually really wanted to ask him if it had rained for two days in a row, and his brain had also entered the water!

It's a pity that she was attracted by the scene in front of her very much, and unconsciously began to shake YY's heart......

Ahem! Before she could yy enough, Duan Zechen had already raised her head.

As soon as she met his unfathomable eyes, she quickly sat up straight, well-behaved like a kindergarten child, and honestly opened her mouth to wait for dinner.