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While the two were talking, there was the sound of a car turning off outside the door.
Wen Qin looked out the door, "They're back."
Jiang Lan followed Wen Miao into the door, and all the eyes were decorated with a sense of age, antique-style buildings, and the living room furniture was full of wood. Perhaps because Mrs. Wen was the hostess, the overall decoration color of the living room was different. It looks dull, but a little more elegant.
Mrs. Wen came over affectionately, "It can be regarded as looking forward to your return, first sit down and eat some fruit, and dinner will be served immediately."
Jiang Lan said hello nervously, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
Mrs. Wen patted her hand affectionately, "Your child is too outspoken. You and Wen Miao will often come back to visit and treat this place as your own home."
After he finished speaking, he went to help in the kitchen to see if the food was ready. For a while, there were only three young people left in the living room.
Wen Qinchong winked at him, "Brother, yes, you brought him home so quickly."
Wen Miao, "Envious? Take one back yourself."
Wen Qin, ""
That's not necessary.
The corner of Wen Miao's mouth was raised, and he handed over the washed fruit in a good mood, "What do you want to eat, I'll help you peel it."
Jiang Lan's eyes turned around on the mango, apple, and mangosteen, and finally settled on the orange, "I'll do it myself."
Oranges don't taste too boring, and it's always better to have something to do than just sit around.
Wen Miao, "Don't move, I'll help you."
He forcefully stopped her movement, "Be careful to get your clothes dirty."
When the orange peel is peeled, the juice will burst out, and if you are not careful, you will smudge light-colored clothes into stains.
Jiang Lan let go of her hand obediently, a little bit embarrassed, but also secretly happy in her heart.
Wen Qin smiled sullenly on the opposite side, he had never seen his brother so good at pampering others.
"Brother, I also want to eat oranges."
"Don't you have hands?"
Wen Qin's breathing was choked, it was his brother who was right.
Mrs. Wen was very efficient, and before he finished peeling the oranges for her, there was the sound of dinner being served from the dining room.
To her surprise, the food for dinner was very homely, as if it was cooked by family members. Mrs. Wen's next words also verified her guess.
"Xiaojiang, try it quickly. I made these with my own hands. If you have any dishes you want to eat, tell Auntie. You can eat them when you come next time."
Jiang Lan was surprised and stunned for a moment at the same time. She has lived with Lao Jiang as long as she can remember, and has never enjoyed the warmth of her mother when she grew up.
In her memory, only women like Aunt Wen gave her mother-like warmth. She didn't expect to be here, because she had a very good boyfriend, and she also had another relative.
Jiang Lan suppressed the astringency in her eyes, "Thank you, these are delicious."
Wen Miao picked up food for her naturally, "Eat more if it tastes good."
Jiang Lan lowered her head, her ears were flushed with blush, and Mrs. Wen saw the small movements of the two looking at each other, and her eyes were also stained with a smile.
?Since Lao Wen passed away, the dinner table at home has not been so lively for a long time, most of the time she is alone facing the whole table of dishes.
Occasionally Wen Miao would come back to accompany him. Although the big house is nice, it doesn't look like home at all.
Wen Qin was very quiet at the dinner table. He just buried his head in eating. After struggling to swallow the food in his mouth, he said vaguely, "Auntie's craftsmanship has improved again. I really want to be able to eat it every day."
Mrs. Wen was so teased that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, "What's so difficult about it, come here every day if you want to eat, and the old house doesn't lack your room to live in. My aunt wishes you all could live here with me."
After dinner, Jiang Lan ate very comfortably, not as scary as he imagined, and actually had the idea of ??coming back next time.
Mrs. Wen has the habit of taking a beauty sleep, Jiang Lan politely declined her invitation to stay overnight, and the two sat down for a while, said goodbye and left.
Over time, the old houses in the community have been filled with objects that turned the couple into a couple.
Slippers, water glasses, towels, toothpaste, toothbrushes, even dishes for eating, fruit bowls and pillows, all reveal the meaning of a pair from small details.
More and more men's belongings can be seen everywhere. Except for business trips, Wen Miao lives here most of the time. The living room is very small, so he can only add some small items, and the big ones are crowded and cannot be placed.
Wen Miao was hit on the back of the leg again, and said solemnly, "Jiang Yuan has already cleaned up., Let's move there together sometime. "
Jiang Lan nestled on the sofa with fruit in her arms, pretending not to understand, "I live here quite well, why did I move there?"
"That's where we'll live in the future, let's move there first to get used to it."
"When did I promise you to live together?"
Under the warm light, the blush on her face was covered, and her bright eyes seemed to be glowing.
He stretched out his big warm hand and put it on her neck, rubbed it like a big purring cat, and said inexplicably, "Huh?"
Jiang Lan shrank her neck, a little timidly.
"Although the house here is a bit old, it is convenient for me to go to work. There is a direct subway, and it is only two stops away." She added carefully, "A big house is good, but it is really inconvenient to go to work. How about you Move away, I won't go there."
Wen Miao smiled kindly, "What did you say?"
Jiang Lan, ""
Jiang Lan, "I said, it's not convenient to go to work."
"That's not a problem. I'll ask the driver to pick you up. If I have time, I'll go."
"It's too troublesome, you know, I don't like to trouble others."
Wen Miao raised his eyebrows, "Now, am I still someone else in your heart?"
With a big hat buckled down, Jiang Lan could only accept it temporarily.
He skillfully pinched the soft flesh on her face, which was quite easy to touch. He lifted his hands up her chin and circled them playfully.
Jiang Lan stayed still for him to enjoy touching, Wen Miao let go of his hand after a while, lowered his head and bumped into her dangerous gaze.
Suddenly, he let go of his hands, and retracted them naturally. If it wasn't for the stiff and fast movements, she would have believed that he really didn't panic.
Jiang Yuan.
? A large single-family villa with a large activity space upstairs and downstairs, and every area is well taken care of.
If she hadn't lived a real life with Wen Miao, Jiang Lan would never believe that someone would abandon the big villa and live in an old, dilapidated house.
Some people are not good at words, but they always pay silently.
Wen Miao moved very quickly. After the two discussed it, the things in the old house did not move, and they could live there occasionally.
After visiting the big villa, Jiang Lan readily accepted the move. She likes big houses.
Without informing anyone, they checked in quietly.
Wen Miao, "Do you want to invite your colleagues over as a guest?"
Jiang Lan firmly refused, "I still can't, I'm afraid they will think I'm showing off my wealth." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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