When An Ran woke up again, the light in the room was already dim and unclear.

Turning his head to look at the window with only a thin curtain closed, he realized that it was already night.

The night was dark both inside and out, and it was quite oppressive and dreary.

After holding her small waist that was about to break off and barely sat up, she scolded in a depressed voice: "Hooligan Chen! You're the Turtle Bastard! ”

- I'm so angry! said "just for a while", but she didn't stop sprinting all the way, and she fainted directly!

If the oath could really be fulfilled, he, the **oss, would have been carrying a shell a long time ago, and he would have been stewed as a snack!

Slowly moved to the head of the bed, turned on the wall lamp, and looked at the ambiguous traces all over his body, An Ran couldn't help but pull up the quilt sadly!

Sad! What a proper beast! Her white and tender little body has completely become a strawberry plantation!

-- This left layer of last night's bruising, the right layer of today's bright red, if calculated according to the output value per mu, it is definitely a high-yield demonstration area!

After looking out of the dark window again, he quickly thought that it was already night, and he didn't know if Duan Zechen was downstairs.

She didn't go to the kitchen all day, and completely forgot about her identity as a little maid!

Think about it carefully, **oss is now not only her master, but also her male ticket, she should take care of him in all aspects, both public and private!

As soon as An Ran thought about **oss, he threw all kinds of discomfort on his body behind him.

Afraid that he would be hungry, he hurriedly dragged his half-crippled small body and quickly dressed and got up.

didn't care about washing up seriously, just held water and wiped his face, so he hurriedly leaned against the wall and hurried downstairs with one foot high and one foot low.

The living room was brightly lit, but silent.

A quick glance at the living room, but there was no shadow of **oss, just a few magazines on the coffee table, obviously someone had read it.

Puzzled, I left the living room and was just about to go to the kitchen when I suddenly smelled the smell of chicken soup wafting in the air.

Smelling this fragrance, An Ran suddenly remembered that there was a black-bone chicken in the refrigerator.

Ouyang Xuan specially bought chicken and other ingredients yesterday and asked her to stew black chicken and chestnut soup to replenish her qi and blood, but she was not in a good state of mind yesterday and didn't do it.

Now that I think about it, Duan Zechen won't be cooking chicken soup himself!

An Ran was surprised, and hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed over.

The scent was faint at first, but the further you went, the more obvious it became.

Before the person reached the kitchen door, An Ran's stomach was very angry, and he immediately growled.

Even though she had eaten about two steaks before, it was so small that she didn't have enough to eat!

-- I can't get used to eating Western things!

Although the black pepper steak tastes good and is nutritious, after all, it is only half a palm-sized piece, and it is really better for her to nibble on steamed buns with pickles!

The kitchen door was not closed, and as soon as I turned the hallway, I saw the large-capacity purple sand electric saucepan, which was steaming hot on the countertop.

Looking at the stew pot, An Ran's forehead was a little sweaty!

She and Duan Zechen have been eating here, so usually, she uses the small-capacity pot to stew, how did this guy take out this large-capacity one today!

I don't know exactly how much soup he put in it!

Just as he was wondering, Duan Zechen had already come over from the pool with a small bowl of something.

As soon as he walked to the cooktop, he wiped his hands and picked up a piece of printer paper from the counter.