In the morning, Song Cangran changed into a beige semi-turtleneck sweater, put on a light green coat on the outside, and his hair was still tied into a ponytail, revealing his spiritual eyes.

Seeing that he was dressed so formally, Song Shihai asked, "Go out with Xiaozhao?" ”

"Hmm." Now that he knew, Song Canran didn't hide it, but he didn't tell him that he was actually going to see Huo Zizhao's grandfather.

Song Shihai's gaze swept over her, and there was a feeling that my family had a girl who had just grown up.

"I'll wait for you at night, don't come back too late."

Song Cangran pursed his lips, remembering what he said to him the night before, and lowered his head.

"I see."

Seeing her go out, Song Shihai paced to the window of the living room, and saw a certain kid standing downstairs in his house, his brows furrowed almost invisibly.

After a while, Song Canran walked out, saw Huo Zizhao greet him, and then took her little hand affectionately, and he had the urge to go down immediately to separate the two.

Did he do something wrong?

That night, you should be stern and make it clear that you are against early love.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it, and I feel annoyed that the cabbage I worked so hard to grow made the pig arch.

Half an hour later, Song Canran was taken by Huo Zizhao to the compound guarded by guards.

She was a little nervous along the way, after all, she was meeting her parents, and she was seeing the highest status of the Huo family, but she calmed down when she came to the door.

Isn't it just to meet the parents? Grandpa Huo doesn't eat people.

He saw that he was in no more than two situations, likes and dislikes.

If she likes it, she doesn't have to be nervous.

If she doesn't like it, it's useless for her to be nervous.

Huo Ting was watering in the yard, with a white head, wearing a black cotton suit, and a tough figure.

The precincts are not planted with precious flowers and plants, but are full of vegetables, and even in winter, they are still lush and green.

A small pond is also dug in the corner of the yard, in which a few koi carp swim happily, giving people a kind of chrysanthemum picking under the east fence, leisurely seeing the indifferent chic of Nanshan.

Hearing the movement, he turned his face, his angular facial features, and the ancient years also gave people a sense of strength.

"Grandpa." Huo Zizhao smiled and Mimi took her hand and walked over: "This is Ranran, it's okay for you to call her Ranran." ”

Huo Ting's faint gaze swept over her face, and the black eyes that were the same as Huo Zizhao's were dyed with the majesty of the superior, and the mountains pressed towards her.

Song Cangran breathed slightly, looking at him without being arrogant or humble, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't find a trace of fear from it.

"Hello Grandpa Huo." She handed over the things she was carrying: "I heard that you like to drink tea, this is a little monkey kui given by people, and I don't know if you like to drink it." ”

"Come on, what kind of gifts?"

Huo Ting smiled faintly, and quietly restrained his sharpness.

He wanted to give Song Canran a dismissal, but the little girl didn't seem to be afraid of him, so there was no need.

"It's cold outside, let's all sit inside."

He put the kettle in his hand aside, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he didn't accept Song Canran's gift.

Huo Zizhao snatched it from his hand, handed it to the guard on the side, and hugged her into the house with a big grin.

Just a face-to-face, Song Cangran vaguely understood that Grandpa Huo didn't seem to treat her very well.

A few people went to the living room to sit down, Huo Ting looked at his grandson who was trying to lean into the girl, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Girl, I heard that you and Xiaozhao are classmates, it seems to be younger than I imagined, how old are you this year?"