Li Changan V: Dear black fans, rest when you are tired of scolding, eat more when you are hungry, strive to gain a few more pounds of meat, and believe that you are the fattest!

As soon as this Weibo came out, the entire comment area exploded.

[!] It's so shameless! Still scared fans, what about the quality? I'm! ］

[Madan!] Li Moumou is really bad-hearted! My mother has been trying hard to lose weight, and she cursed me for gaining a few more pounds of meat! ］

[That's it!] It is! ］

[The most poisonous Li Mou's heart!] ］

[Femme fatale!] ］

[Stinky and shameless!] Who cares about her anymore! ］

［…… ］

"Ding Dong!"

Zhang Wen sent a message: Anzi, have you eaten?

Chang'an: No.

Zhang Wen: Your sister-in-law has cooked a lot of dishes, come down quickly, just eat together.

Chang'an: Okay!

Chang'an put his mobile phone in his pocket, 'whoosh' and ran out, rubbing rice!

Fu Henian followed her suspiciously: "Where is Xiao An?" ”

Chang An turned his head and glanced at Fu Henian lightly.

"Eat!"

Fu Henian felt joy from her bland face.

Li Changan has a car, but Chang'an can't drive it.

"Do you know how to drive?"

"Yes."

"Then go ahead."

The old god of Chang'an sat down in the back and lay down playing with his mobile phone. Fu Henian resigned himself to his fate, and Chang'an never spoke again along the way.

—

Zhang Wen rolled up his sleeves and was busy with his wife. When his wife thought of Li Changan, she sighed and looked angry.

"Awen, you said that Anzi is such a good girl, who is targeting her?"

"Anzi said yes—"

"Knock knock!"

The wife smiled happily and said hurriedly: "Go and open the door, Anzi is here." ”

"Obey my wife! The little ones are going! ”

Zhang Wen opened the door and saw that Chang'an was busy beckoning people into the house, and saw that Fu Henian had no good face.

Zhang Wen poured a glass of water and handed it to Chang'an.

"Anko, do you eat fruit?"

"No need."

Fu Henian was aggrieved: "I want to eat!" "Don't ask me, baby grievance!

"Leave the refrigerator, I don't have my own hands!"

Supporting Fu Henian, Zhang Wen said worriedly: "Anzi, you Weibo-"

Chang'an interrupted him, and his gaze fell on Zhang Wen.

"Don't worry about it."

"Okay, okay, brother, don't talk about it. But Anzi, what the hell do you think about this kid? "The two of them don't look like a couple, it's all this kid who is holding Anzi in one direction.

"No idea." This kid is indeed a problem.

Zhang Wen asked, "Don't you like him?" ”

Chang'an Geng said straightforwardly: "No." ”

-- Whoop --

Fu Henian didn't hold the plate in his hand steadily, he fell to the ground, his little face was miserable and white, and in those tearful eyes, there was sadness, and a kind of childlike stubbornness, he pursed his lips tightly, and after his eyelashes trembled, he showed a very sunny smile to Chang'an.

"Xiao An, I'm going home." Chang'an lowered her head and played with her phone, she raised her head and glanced at it, and her attention returned to her phone.

"Oh, good."

Fu Henian looked at her fixedly when he heard this, his eyes were clearly injured, lost, and sad, and he bowed his head and turned away.

Zhang Wen seemed to be able to hear Fu Henian's heart, and it shattered with a 'bang', like a plate, broken into slag, he looked left and right, and finally resigned himself to start cleaning up the debris on the ground.

After Chang'an finished eating, she climbed into the car and drove leisurely all the way, fortunately there was no one on the road. The more Chang'an opens, the more comfortable it becomes, and the bolder it becomes.

- Woohoo!

Chang'an felt a pimple in her heart, she was not good for her teacher, and she didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out.