Chapter 397: There is a different kind of warmth

Tang Wan happily agreed.

But after agreeing, I found out a little hindsight...... Why does it seem that whether she wins or loses, she is the one who suffers?

However, at the thought of learning to cook with Si Nanyuan, the excitement of the fan disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The two of them were tired of being on the sofa together for a while, and the doorbell outside the gate of Anyuan rang.

Tang Wan trotted all the way to open the door.

Soon, I saw Gu Lanyin's car appear outside the villa.

Gu Lanyin got out of the car and carried a lot of things in her left and right hands, as if she was going to fill the refrigerator at once.

Tang Wan was startled for a second, and hurried over to pick it up.

Gu Lanyin didn't mean to let her interfere at all.

"Where's the kitchen?"

As soon as the words fell, Si Nanyuan also walked over, and naturally stretched out his right hand, wanting to take the things in Gu Lanyin's hand.

Gu Lanyin looked at his injuries, this time she was not polite, and directly handed him one of the things in her hand.

Tang Wan had no choice but to silently lead the way and take Gu Lanyin to the kitchen.

All the big bags and small bags were put on the table, and Tang Wan wanted to help sort them out, but was stopped by Gu Lanyin on the grounds that she would cause chaos.

Tang Wan had no choice but to sit on the high chair beside her, holding her chin and watching Gu Lan Yin stuff all kinds of things into the refrigerator.

While stuffing, he instructed her.

"From today onwards, I will come once a day to make nutritious meals for you and Xiao Yuan, so that you two can recuperate."

"I was really busy before, and I didn't have a chance, so this time you don't want to find a reason to refuse me. If you think I'm troublesome, then you can heal quickly, and when you're cured, you let me cook for you, and I don't necessarily have time. ”

Listening to Gu Lanyin's homely nagging, the tip of Tang Wan's nose was a little sour.

couldn't help but get up, walked to Gu Lanyin's side, and hugged Gu Lanyin from behind.

She vaguely remembered that on the day she first went to report in college, except for Song Qinya, the other two roommates were sent by her parents.

She looked at the mothers of the two roommates with disgust when she nagged and told her roommates, and she was really envious.

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a very ordinary and even irritating thing, but in her eyes, it is something that cannot be envied.

"Mom."

The simplest word, but it contains the most feelings.

It is the regret and sadness of the vacancy in the mother's love for many years, the joy and touching of the lost and regained, and the most instinctive dependence on the mother.

Gu Lanyin heard Tang Wan's nasal voice, coupled with Tang Wan's active intimacy, her eyes were also a little sour, and she quickly patted the back of Tang Wan's hand.

"Okay, how old are you, I'll let Xiao Yuan see that it's time to laugh at you."

"No, he won't laugh at me."

"Okay, aren't you going to learn sick meals? How do you learn this? ”

Tang Wan let go of Gu Lanyin and blinked vigorously, trying to cover up the traces left when her eyes were reddened just now.

"Wait a minute, I'll call A-Yuan, and he said he wants to study with me."

With the promise in his body, Tang Wan did not break his promise.

Soon, the kitchen was cold and cold most of the time, and it ushered in the busiest afternoon since its existence.

Gu Lanyin patiently taught Tang Wan and Si Nanyuan while making the so-called sick meal that seemed simple but was actually a bit cumbersome.

Tang Wan can occasionally get started, but Si Nanyuan stood aside the whole time, silently jotting down all the details.

In a trance, he suddenly felt that it was not necessarily a bad thing to be able to learn to cook with Tang Wan.

Occasional fireworks can even give birth to a different kind of warmth.