While the two were chatting, the car had already followed the approach bridge to the Nangang Bridge.

The shining street lamps dotted on the bridge suddenly reflected the colorful interior of the car, and the black Bentley shuttled freely in the brilliant lights along the way.

After the car crossed the Nangang Bridge, An Ran put away his curiosity and leaned back on the back of the chair boredly.

After a while, he suddenly remembered and asked, "Xiao Chenchen, do you like the cookies I made yesterday?" ”

"Well, grandpa likes it very much." Duan Zechen was concentrating on driving, Yu Guang glanced at her, and said casually: "By the way, grandpa wants to try your Chinese food skills, you prepare it another day, and I will pick him up." ”

"Ahh Grandpa wants to try my handiwork? What kind of dishes does he like? An Ran turned his head a little unexpectedly, looked at his side face, and said with some confidence: "I don't know how to make authentic cuisine, I will only toss around blindly, what if he doesn't like it?" ”

"No, grandpa is very easy-going, he won't be picky." Duan Zechen smiled at her comfortingly, inadvertently remembered breakfast, and immediately added: "The noodles this morning taste good, grandpa actually likes this kind of hand-rolled noodles too, you can also invite him to eat noodles." ”

An Ran pursed his lips, shook his head disapprovingly and muttered, "That's not good, I have to think of a few good dishes!" "Grandpa Duan is a big man with a lot of money, how can she use a bowl of noodles to pass away!

"In addition to not eating spicy, grandpa's taste is still very popular, and you can play freely." Duan Zechen cleared his throat, I don't know if he was blown cold outside the car before, and at this time, his throat was dry and itchy, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Okay, when I think about it, you can go and ask him over." An Ran nodded in response.

The Duan family's living conditions are good, and she must be tired of eating big meals, so she really has to think of something different about this meal.

Along the way, the two chatted a few more words, and An Ran wanted to ask about "entering the wrong room" last night several times, but every time the words came to his lips, he was embarrassed to ask.

And Duan Zechen didn't mention it at all as if nothing had happened!

When passing by the supermarket, An Ran got out of the car and bought some candy for the children, Duan Zechen not only helped her pay the bill, but also picked a few bottles of good acacia nectar and asked her to take it back to her grandmother.

Enron didn't want him to break the bank, but he couldn't bear to give him a piece of kindness, so he had to accept it.

When he was about to arrive at the welfare home, An Ran was afraid that his grandmother would find out that it was abnormal, so he got out of the car at an intersection one step in advance.

thought that Duan Zechen would turn around and leave directly, but he didn't expect that he couldn't rest assured, and still drove all the way to the gate of the welfare home.

An Ran was a little moved in his heart, and after entering the welfare home, he sent him a message with ridicule: "Xiao Chenchen, thank you for escorting him all the way!" ”

Duan Zechen's reply was very fast, but when An Ran saw it, he suddenly couldn't be happy!

"I really want to thank me, don't shed tears at a critical moment next time!"

- Proper bad guy! Originally, I thought he was carrying forward the noble spirit of Lei Feng!

I didn't expect the motive to be so impure!

And as soon as these words came out, the image of the warm male god just now immediately became a lewd uncle!

After putting away the phone depressedly, just as he was about to sneak back to the room, Grandma An's low cough came from the hallway.

An Ran hurriedly followed the sound to find it, and Grandma An was leaning against the wall, covering her mouth and coughing vigorously.

"Grandma! Why do you cough so badly! An Ran hurriedly vacated her things, stepped forward to support her, and after testing her forehead, he whispered, "Fortunately, there is no fever." ”

"An'an, cough, cough! …… Grandma is fine, maybe she washed the quilt in the afternoon and got a little cold. Grandma Ann waved her hand.