What's more, they have met each other and had a relationship.

I originally thought that it was impossible to encounter him again in the vast sea of ​​people, but the chance was really too small.

But how could she have imagined that she would meet him at her grandfather's house!

"An'an, sit down, we are chatting about the news. If you are interested, come sit with us." Grandpa Song said.

"I'll make tea for you." Ning An smiled.

"Okay, An'an is good at making tea."

Ning An went into the house and got a purple clay pot, and she made Grandpa Song his favorite Pu'er.

At this moment, she felt that the fate was quite wonderful.

Unexpectedly, he was Song Shaoyan's younger brother.

No wonder the last time I saw Song Shaojun, I felt that there was something like Song Shaoyan between his eyebrows. It turned out to be not an illusion.

The villa compound is quiet and quiet.

The weather was fine during the Chinese Valentine's Day, so Ning'an didn't disturb them. After making tea, he went to the kitchen to help.

She planned to cook some dishes for grandpa with her own hands.

Grandpa Song has always liked her cooking.

Since she hasn't been here for half a month, she should express her gratitude.

She made a beef tenderloin with tomato sauce, as well as braised prawns and garlic crayfish.

"You only need to fry the steak to a medium rare degree before adding the sauce. It will be easier to absorb the flavor afterwards." At some point, Song Shaojun stood behind her.

Ning An was startled, and a drop of oil splashed on the back of his hand.

"Mr. Song, why are you here? Is grandpa still outside?"

Today, Song Shaojun is still wearing a shirt and trousers, tall and slender, elegant and majestic, with an upward curve at the corner of his lips.

"Grandpa happened to answer the phone, so I came over to take a look." Song Shaojun said, "Just call me Shao Jun, as you like."

I don't know if it was because it was very hot in the kitchen, but there were beads of sweat on Ning An's face.

"It's a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you again. Thank you very much for what happened last time. You helped me a lot. I said I wanted to treat you to dinner last time, but I didn't expect to have this opportunity."

"I didn't expect you to get married either." Song Shaoyan's face was calm, "You are still my brother's wife."

"I didn't expect you to be Shao Yan's younger brother. Have you been living with grandpa since your last visit to the capital?"

"Last time I returned to China in a hurry and had to catch a flight in the afternoon. That's why I left the hospital in a hurry. Is my foot okay afterwards?"

"It's okay. You'll be fine soon. You're not jumping around now." Ning An talked to him while cooking, "Did your brother know when you came back last time?"

"Know."

"What about this time?"

"I also know." Song Shaojun folded his arms and leaned against the wall, "My schedule is not a secret."

Ning An didn't speak, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the kitchen was a little complicated.

There was no one else here, Song Shaojun just leaned against the wall, his long legs crossed, elegant and modest.

The sunlight shone in from the kitchen window, adding a golden luster to Ning'an's fair face.

Her long black eyelashes were shining brightly, and her double eyelids became more beautiful.

"Are you coming back home in a hurry this time?" Ning An asked.

"Yes, come back to deal with some things and leave tomorrow."

"You are abroad, oops..."

Accidentally, another drop of oil splashed out!

Song Shaojun, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her over from the frying pan.

Unexpectedly, due to excessive force, Ning An lost his feet and was dragged into Song Shaojun's arms!

In a hurry, Ning An grabbed Song Shaojun's shirt sleeves to prevent him from falling.
Chapter completed!