Chapter Ninety-Three: Coming Home

It wasn't until she got out of the supermarket that Tang Yanran felt a little more relaxed, and without the concentrated gaze of the crowd, she felt that the air had become better.

"Out of the supermarket, you're happy?" Duan Chen followed behind Tang Yanran, looking at her with a smile on her face, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Tang Yanran glanced back at Duan Chen, blinked her eyes, and said, "I'm happy for you, finally leaving a place where there are so many people!" ”

Duan Chen chuckled, stepped forward to help Tang Yanran carry the bag, and said thoughtfully: "Get it for me, you are so thin, you will fall when the wind blows." ”

Before Tang Yanran could react, the bag in his hand was already gone, and raising his empty hands, Tang Yanran couldn't believe that Duan Chen was willing to do this kind of physical work!

"Are you going to go or not?" Duan Chen turned his head impatiently, carrying things, he was not as distant as Tang Yanran's impression before, but gave birth to a trace of kindness.

"Let's go! Of course go! Walking forward, Tang Yanran trotted to catch up with the man in front, the curvature of the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked, with a smile that even she didn't notice.

"Don't hurry up then! I don't have much time to waste on you! Frowning slightly, Duan Chen quickened his pace.

Tang Yanran's body was already petite, and her steps were a whole lot shorter than Duan Chen's, so she had to trot all the way behind the man.

When she arrived at the side of the car, Tang Yanran was already panting, holding the glass of the car with her hand, and reproaching Duan Chen a little breathlessly.

The man frowned slightly, threw all the things Tang Yanran bought into the back seat, and said impatiently: "Women are just troublesome, hurry up and get in the car!" ”

Tang Yanran had no choice but to be obedient, listened to the man's words, and was silent all the way to the apartment.

Back in the apartment, Tang Yanran consciously took everything to the kitchen, squatted in front of the refrigerator, and asked while tidying up, "What do you want to eat tonight?" ”

Duan Chen had just changed his shoes, looked up inexplicably, and looked at Tang Yanran with puzzled eyes, "What did you just ask?" ”

Looking up helplessly, Tang Yanran used all her strength to ask, "I said what do you want to eat!" ”

Duan Chen gouged out his ears with his hands and said mockingly: "Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf!" Tonight, you can do whatever you want. ”

This sentence seemed to be a kind of magic, making him instantly think that they had been married for many years and lived an ordinary life.

But reality soon pulled him back, and his heart could not be given to any woman.

Tang Yanran glanced at the man when Duan Chen didn't care, and continued to squat in front of the refrigerator to tidy up.

About two hours later, three dishes and one soup had been placed on the dining table in the restaurant, and Duan Chen was already sitting in front of the table, holding chopsticks in his hand, his eyes full of interest.

"Hurry up, what else?" Duan Chen sat at the table for a few minutes and began to urge uncontrollably, his eyes kept wandering between the dishes and the kitchen.

"Alright, alright." Tang Yanran came out of the kitchen in the next second, holding two bowls of fragrant white rice in her hands, and forcefully placed one of them in front of Duan Chen.

Without looking at Duan Chen, Tang Yanran walked straight to the opposite side of the man, "Eat!" ”

The man didn't mind Tang Yanran's attitude, and the food was unusually sweet.

"Your skills are good, I didn't see it, and I thought that you kind of daughter didn't touch the spring water with her fingers."

Tang Yanran glanced up at Duan Chen with disdain, "Are you alive in ancient times?" How can there be such stereotypes about women! And I'm not a daughter, and Miss Daughter won't meet you in a strange hotel! ”

After speaking, he silently began to pack up his things, Tang Yanran was unusually calm today, Duan Chen sat quietly on the chair, and saw Tang Yanran busy for himself, and a certain piece of his heart was suddenly filled.

By the time Tang Yanran came out after she was busy, Duan Chen's figure had long been absent from the apartment, and her heart was inexplicably bitter, sure enough, the previous thoughtfulness was all her illusion, this man was like the wind, how could she stay?

Wiping her hands clean, Tang Yanran sat in the bedroom, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.