As soon as this thought came to mind, Nan Qibao shook his head and discarded it.

What did she think!

How could there be such a thing.

Why does Huo Boran like himself?

They have nothing to do with each other, not to mention that Huo Boran and Nan Ying'er are a couple.

Now if you have to find a reason to explain, then Nan Qibao thinks that Huo Boran is a dog with a mouse and is nosy!

Thinking about it, Nan Qibao retracted his thoughts and looked down at the beads on the child seat in the back row.

He said softly, "Okay, you don't have to ask too much about these things between adults in the future, you know, children can spend your childhood happily."

After a pause, he quickly changed the topic, "Let's go to the mall to buy something first, and then we will go to the Huo family's old house to meet Old Man Huo."

Hearing that he was going to see Old Man Huo, Zhuzhu suddenly became happy.

"Okay, okay," Zhuzhu nodded desperately, her head like a chicken pecking rice, "I like grandpa's so much!"

Grandfather?

"You should call him Grandpa Huo." Nan Qibao corrected.

But Zhuzhu still called him grandpa.

"He made me shout that, and Grandpa said that he had always wanted a granddaughter, but he couldn't, so he wished I could be his granddaughter."

Since they are all granddaughters, it's not too much to shout grandpa, right?

Nan Qibao: "......"

This old and young, the relationship is so good!

Looking at Zhuzhu's happy appearance, she had no choice but to give up.

Forget it, you can call it however you want, as long as Zhuzhu is happy.

Thinking about it, Nan Qibao led Zhuzhu to the mall.

A big man like Old Man Huo, in fact, there are countless valuable things around him, and he is not rare at all.

On the contrary, it is a little cheaper, and it is more unusual that he has not seen it.

From this aspect, Nan Qibao finally chose a chess game with an auspicious cloud pattern.

When Old Man Huo has nothing to do, he can play by himself.

After preparing the gifts, he set off to the old mansion with Zhuzhu.

When he arrived at the old mansion, Nan Qibao was stunned.

No way?

How did you meet Huo Boran again!

How can this man not go away!

Nan Qibao was so depressed that he was about to roll his eyes.

Even a flash of thought in his heart was that he wanted to leave quickly, and when he turned around, he would send the sketch to Old Man Huo after Huo Boran left.

But before he could retreat, Old Man Huo had already waved his hand with a smile and said hello, "Qibao, come quickly, I specially asked Bo Ran to help me consult, what about the sketch you drew, take it out and I'll take a look!"

"Oh good." Old Man Huo has spoken, and Nan Qibao has no chance to refuse if he wants to.

I could only squeeze out a smile that looked relatively well-behaved, and obediently handed the sketch to Old Man Huo.

Old Man Huo only glanced at it and began to praise.

"Yes, yes, that's the effect I want, as for those details or something, you can look at it yourself and fix it, as long as the whole is the effect I want, I have no opinion!"

"Okay, then I'll ......" Nan Qibao nodded immediately, wanting to take the drawings away.

Huo Boran reached out and took it, his voice low and hoarse, "Wait, I haven't finished reading it yet."

"Then Huo Shao, take your time." Nan Qibao was full of anger and could only wait patiently beside him.

No way, who made Huo Boran a customer?

In line with the principle that the customer is God, Nan Qibao also endured the unhappiness in his heart.

But while waiting, Nan Qibao noticed that something was wrong.

She was originally in a state of anger, but before she knew it, the anger disappeared.

And that's not all.

Her whole body began to glow with cold, obviously too cold.

What's going on!

Nan Qibao reached out and rubbed his arm, and found that he had goosebumps.

It's really cold.

"Old Man Huo," Nan Qibao couldn't help it, "Can I borrow a thin blanket?"

Old Man Huo agreed very happily, "Of course you can, you wait, I'll let someone get it for you now."

Soon, the maid brought the blankets.

Nan Qibao wrapped his whole body in it, and it was finally warm.

At the same time, Huo Boran, who was next to him, also snapped the drawings shut, "I've finished reading it, I'm very satisfied with the sketches, I agree with the old man, you can look at the details and trim them yourself."

"Okay." Nan Qibao didn't expect Huo Boran to be so refreshing.

After all, he had been staring at the drawings just now, as if he was about to see a flower.

It hurt Nan Qibao to think that he was going to pick a thorn!

As a result, now that he said this, he couldn't help but wonder in Nan Qibao's heart.

Since Huo Boran didn't have any opinions at all, why did he put on such a serious appearance just now.

Did he really look at his own drawings?

If you didn't see it, why did you pretend just now.

"Qibao," Old Man Huo said kindly, "Anyway, you're here today, let's eat together, I have some seafood airlifted from abroad, just enough to eat together."

Nan Qibao refused, "Zhuzhu is allergic to seafood, so forget it."

"Are you allergic to all seafood?" Old Man Huo asked with concern.

Nan Qibao thought for a moment and replied, "That's not it, it's just that I'm allergic to shrimp and crabs, and fish can be eaten. Weird, right?"

When I went to the doctor before, the doctor exclaimed that it was a strange thing!

But Old Man Huo waved his hand, "It's strange if this matter were to be placed in someone else's house, but it's normal to put it here for me."

Nan Qibao was puzzled, blinking his long eyelashes and speaking, "Why?"

"Because Bo Ran is like this, and so am I, this is a genetic allergy!" Old Man Huo replied with a smile.