"What's wrong?" Mrs. An was being coaxed by the young man in front of her, and when the maid came over, she rarely got a smile.

"The door to Miss's room is locked, and we can't get in."

"If you can't get in, you won't knock on the door."

"Knocked."

If you knock and can't get in, that's if Enron deliberately didn't open the door inside.

Mrs. An didn't think about it, "Let the eldest young master take a look." ”

The next person took the soup again and turned around and went upstairs to find An Jing.

Hua Zhan looked at the cup of soup on the tray in the hands of the An family's subordinates, and his eyes turned slightly, "Is Jing upstairs?" ”

"Upstairs." Mrs. Ann put the card back in the flower bucket and asked with a smile, "Are you going up to him?" ”

"Is it convenient for me to go up to him?" Huazhan asked with expectation.

"What's so inconvenient about that? Go ahead. ”

Beautiful children are always likable, not to mention that the boy also has a warm and smiling face, and his words and deeds are very well educated.

Mrs. Ann wanted him to have a good time with her son.

……

Upstairs.

An Jing stood at the door of An Ran's room, and when he raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, a servant who was in charge of cleaning the guest room came over without saying a word.

"Young Master."

"What's the matter?"

The servant handed him the picture he was holding, "This is what I saw in the trash can in Miss's room." ”

"Found in Enron's room?" An Jing took the photo, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

It's a photo of a friend, and it's a mess with a knife.

"Yes." The servant said softly.

As a friend of the young master, Young Master Hua often comes to the house to play with the young master, and there is no one in the An family who does not know him, seeing this photo in the trash can of the young lady, she thought about it and felt that it was better to hand it over to the young master.

"What are you looking at?"

A bright and smiling young voice came from behind him.

An Jing's first thought was to put away the photo in his hand, but he was still seen by Huazhan.

"Whose picture are you holding in your hand, I'll see." He was not curious about the photo An Jing was holding in his hand, but when he saw him panicked and wanted to put it away, he became interested.

An Jing quickly pinched the photo and stuffed it into his pocket, "There's nothing to look at, why are you here?" ”

"I'll ask you to play."

Hua Zhan reached out and pulled into An Jing's pocket, because the goal was firm, and he used enough strength in his hand.

An Jing was caught off guard, and the photo fell into his hands.

"It's what you want to see, don't regret it."

"I have nothing to regret." Hua Zhan, who grabbed the photo, looked at An Jing proudly, "Let me see what kind of big beauty it is, let you hide it and don't even show me." ”

Soon, the smile froze on his face.

"You laugh, why don't you laugh, is it because you don't like to laugh?" The gloating man turned into An Jing, "I said that you don't want to watch!" ”

Hua Zhan looked at the fragmented self in his hand and was dumbfounded, "You dog, why did you cut the photo of Lao Tzu like this?" ”

"Who's scolding?" An Jing slapped his friend on the back, "Can you carefully figure out the situation and then say yes?" ”

"This ......" Hua Zhan looked at An Jing's frank face, and then looked at the photo in his hand, "I don't think you will hate me so much." ”

"I know that the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth." An Jing snorted.

Hua Zhan was dumbfounded, "Where did you get this photo from?" It can't be because I'm too good, some people envy me and hate me, and they want to kill me. ”

"If you don't narcissist, you'll die?" The best people who know good friends are still good friends.

Huazhan is always humble and warm in front of people, and its popularity is very good.

An Jing thinks that he has seen through his true colors, that is, he is a narcissist.

"What's wrong with a joke?" Hua Zhan put away the fear on his face and asked curiously, "Jing, where did the photo come from?" Don't tell me you picked it up. ”

The servant next to him hadn't left yet, and had been standing by and listening quietly to their chat.

Hua Zhan noticed that when he asked An Jing where the photo came from, the maid looked at him again.

"That's what I picked up." An Jing said with a smile.

Hua Zhan couldn't help but want to scold him when he heard it.

"Young master, I still have hygiene to do over there, so I'm going to get busy first." The maid who cleaned the room was discharged in time.

An nodded and looked at the servant with the soup, "Give me the soup, and you can go and get busy." ”

"Young master, be careful, hot."

"Got it."

Wait until the servants are gone.

Hua Zhan and An Jing squeezed to the door of An Ran's room together, "My sister is sick?" ”

Hearing him call his sister like this, An Jing was unhappy, "Who do you call your sister?" ”

"It's your sister, your sister." Hua Zhan raised his hand and softened, "Is Sister An Ran's illness better?" ”

"How do you know my sister is sick?"

"She told me last night."

"What she told you, how did she tell you?"

"Send a message."

Hua Zhan kept looking at the door in front of him, and when he realized what he said, he saw a cold face from his friend next to him, "How can you have my sister's phone number?" ”

He came back to his senses and hurriedly made amends, "Why do you think of me like this?" How many times did I come to your house and play with your sister? Now it's alumni again, what's wrong with exchanging phone numbers with each other, no? ”

An Jing thought that Hua Zhan did get along well with his sister at home, and basically believed his words, "I didn't say no, I just ......"

"Click" –

Before An Jing finished speaking, the door in front of the two opened, revealing the girl's delicate face behind the door.

An Ran has a pair of clear black eyes, her eyelashes tremble slightly, her eyes are red, and her skin is as white as jade, but she doesn't know what happened to half of her face, slightly reddened, and a little swollen when she looks at it, and her thick long hair is slightly messy, drooping around her face, and she looks a little sluggish.

But it doesn't detract from half of her beauty at all, but it makes people can't help but feel their heartstrings.

"I didn't message him." After opening the door, An Ran didn't look at Hua Zhan, and his slightly cool gaze was fixed on An Jing's eyebrows.

"Did you hear us?" An Jing softened his voice, "Why did you cry?" Is there something uncomfortable and painful? ”

My heart hurts.

An Ran lowered his eyes, and his curly long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings that seemed to be able to fan into people's hearts, "My stomach is uncomfortable." ”

Through a door, when An Jing was talking to the servant, she heard it, but she didn't want to get up.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Huazhan's voice to be heard again.

She covered her head with the quilt and wrapped herself tighter.

She didn't want to see his face at all, which made her hate it every time she thought about it.

But when I heard him and An Jing say that they had sent him a message last night, they had to open the door and come out to explain.

In this life, she resolutely refuses to have anything to do with him again. 1314