Chapter 182: Is It Because—Are You Not Used to It?

An Ran came to the door of the guest room with a cooked meal.

When she looked up, she saw that she was sitting side by side with Gallo, talking and laughing.

"This is the magazine you bought, it's so high-end~!" The exclamation of the wrinkles.

"Yes~ You can open it and take a look."

An Ran just stood at the door with a bowl in his hand, not knowing how to speak.

After laughing with Lady for a while, Gallo turned his head sideways, as if he had just seen her, "Is the meal ready?" ”

"Hmm. Is it brought to the living room or ......"

"No, let's eat here."

He pulled a small table and asked her to sit across from her.

The two happily began to eat.

Gallo suddenly raised his eyes and looked at An Ran with clear eyes, "Aren't you eating?" ”

Looking at the happy appearance of the two of them, as well as the posture of sitting face to face, An Ran shook his head, "No need, no need." I went out to eat. ”

The moment the clear eyes touched the back of her turning away, it turned dark and obscure.

For just two seconds, Gallo covered his dark eyes and continued to eat.

……

Sitting in the living room and eating one bite at a time.

An Ran suddenly felt that the cold of this huge living room was a little excessive.

Not long after the meal, the loud conversation between the two came from the guest room again.

Listening to the sound in the living room, she really felt a little harsh, so she had to go into the study to read.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon two hours passed.

The door to the study opened.

The man's well-proportioned figure appeared in the doorway.

Gallo walked to the east, looked at the bookshelves for a while, pulled out a few books, and left.

From beginning to end, he didn't glance at An Ran.

A strange feeling permeated Enron's heart.

When she came out of the study, Gallo was sitting on the living room couch.

Look at the table below and start cleaning as usual.

Because of someone's cleanliness habits, the house needs to be cleaned at least twice a day.

His leg pressed against the corner of the magazine he had read.

An Ran bent over and tugged, but didn't move.

Gallo looked down at another magazine, unaware, without raising his eyes.

An Ran had no choice but to raise his eyes and call softly, "Mr. Leng, Mr. Leng~?" ”

"Excuse me......"

Gallo looked sideways, and his cold eyes touched her hand holding the magazine, and with a faint "um", he moved slightly to the side.

Enron continued to tidy up the living room.

Gallo sat on the couch and read a book all the time, as if he were alone in the living room.

This silence, An Ran almost took the initiative to speak, but he still held back.

Why do you find it unbearable?

Is it because - not used to it?

The two of them were alone a lot, and they talked a lot during the time.

Whether it's calling her, talking about magazines, or arguing, and occasionally tender, he has always interacted with her.

Can ...... now

She's really a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Leng~" Twist suddenly rushed out of the guest room and ran to Gallo's side unusually affectionately.

"Did you design that?" She asked, pointing to the costume signed "Leng Rui" in the magazine.

"yes." Gallo nodded, put down the book, and smiled gently, "This, this, these are the ones I designed some time ago." ”

"Wow~! You're amazing! It's amazing~! Anything else, and what else did you design? ”

"There's some in there, I'll get it for you."

Gallo got up to get something.

As soon as the pattern came, the atmosphere in the living room seemed to be immediately lively.

Compared to Fang Cai, it is simply one summer and the other is winter.

"Ranran~!"

Fei Wen patted An Ran, frowned and looked at her carefully, "Look at you...... Not so happy? ”

"Nope." Enron quickly denied it.

"Isn't it - you're not happy to let you cook. Well? ”

"Nope."