Thinking that the person on the sofa would not move, Zhou Yanchen walked out of the balcony and went straight to open the door.

When the door opened, Chu Zhouran rushed in with a look of urgency.

"Where is my aunt?"

"I'm here!" Mo Xiran immediately sat up and responded.

When Chu Zhouran saw Mo Xiran, he finally completely let go of his hanging heart.

When he walked over, he frowned and asked in a warm voice: "Auntie, are you okay? Where have you been? Why did you come back?"

Mo Xiran subconsciously glanced at Zhou Yanchen and whispered, "I'm fine, don't worry. I met a fellow villager from Ancheng, who sent me back."

"That's it." Chu Zhouran nodded and turned to look at Zhou Yanchen, "Uncle, come out and I have something to say to you."

Zhou Yanchen frowned and followed Chu Zhouran to the outside room without much willingness.

Fengye was lightly flirting, and he held his arm, "What are you going to say?"

Chu Zhouran sighed and looked at him, "Uncle, I hope that things will not happen again today. You chose my aunt. Shouldn't you cherish her?"

"I will deal with my business. You can go back and rest." Zhou Yanchen didn't want to say much, so he patted Chu Zhouran on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work today."

Seeing this, Chu Zhouran didn't have much to say, turned around and walked away.

Zhou Yanchen returned to the house, and Mo Xiran lay back on the sofa, looking like he was dead if he was not allowed to enter.

It was a headache to see him, so he strode over and kicked the sofa, "Get up! Don't pretend to be dead!"

With his back to Zhou Yanchen, Mo Xiran gritted his teeth and covered his ears, but he just stopped moving.

Zhou Yanchen was furious and bent over and pulled her arm, pulling her hard and sitting up.

"What are you doing!"

Finally got angry.

Mo Xiran growled at him, and it looked like a little beast that was angered and wanted to bite people.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her leisurely, his phoenix eyes were gloomy, and a strange smile was curled up at the corner of his mouth, "Who do you think you are yelling with?"

If he said this, she would surely become delighted and flattering little words in seconds.

But today, after he finished speaking, she actually stumbled on her neck and shouted without hesitation: "Just with you! What's the matter with you!"

Yo!

Awesome!

He gave her a face, right?

With his eyes narrowed, Zhou Yanchen looked fierce and stagnant.

"Mo Xiyu, am I giving you a face?" Pointing at her, his voice was like a poisonous ice slag and smashed it over.

As for Mo Xiran, she might not be clear about her mind, because if she had understood clearly, she would not have said that to Zhou Yanchen.

"I have the face, why do you want your face? I'm not a slut!"

"You!" Zhou Yanchen was stunned.

It's a match for the chess!

Why didn't he notice that she was so eloquent!

"Are you crazy?!" Jian's eyebrows frowned, and Zhou Yanchen pinched his waist with his irritable hands, panting heavily.

If she wasn't a woman, he would have to crush her little by little and throw it out!

"I'm crazy? You're crazy!" He stood up suddenly, Mo Xiran closed his eyes and shouted at Zhou Yanchen at the top of his lungs!

Roaring--

Stupid!

After three seconds, reason is restored.

She widened her round eyes and covered her mouth with her hands.

In front of her, Zhou Yanchen smiled.

Yes, I smiled.

However, the smile obviously does not reach the bottom of my eyes.

His chest was churning, and he was so angry that his liver was so thrusting!

good!

very good!

It's so great!

The first one was the first person he met in his 32 years of living who dared to talk to him like this.

He was wondering how to kill her to be happy!

"General, President..."

It’s not that Mo Xiran wants to surrender, but Zhou Yanchen’s appearance is so terrible.

She trembled and stepped back, her calf weakened and she fell directly on the sofa.

The two of them just looked at each other, and the scene was about to break out.

And just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Someone!" Mo Xiran stood up suddenly, "I'll go open the door!"

She ran towards the door as if she was escaping, and she opened the door.

Chu Zhouran was very surprised, why Mo Xiran looked at him with that look.

His eyes were filled with moist light, as if he was a savior?

"Auntie? What's wrong with you?" Chu Zhouran asked in confusion.

Mo Xiran was breathing heavily, and was about to tell him that Zhou Yanchen might be crazy, but only heard a sinister male voice coming from behind him.

"Why are you back?"

Chu Zhouran crossed Mo Xiran's shoulder and looked at Zhou Yanchen, then looked at Mo Xiran and turned sideways to give up the dining car behind him.

"You didn't eat anything at night. I think my aunt might be hungry, so she ordered something for you."

"Put down the things, you go." Zhou Yanchen said in a deep voice.

"No! Zhou Ran!" He grabbed Chu Zhou Ran's arm, and Mo Xiran looked at him in panic and blinked at him, "Zhou Ran, stay and eat together, come in."

"That, auntie?"

Chu Zhouran was pulled into the house by Mo Xiran, and looked confused.

Passing by Zhou Yanchen, he sneered, reached out to hold Mo Xiran's wrist, smiling and said, "Be good, let Zhouran go back and rest. He has been looking for you for a while and is tired."

Mo Xiran was about to cry.

She doesn't want to stay alone with him.

She will die!

"That, aunt, you, let me go first."

It was really done by beating. Chu Zhouran pulled his arm out of Mo Xiran's palm and said softly with a smile: "You have a good talk with your uncle, there is nothing that the couple can't solve."

talk?

Will he talk to her?

Turning her head, she looked at Zhou Yanchen carefully, only to see the surging hidden in his phoenix eyes.

She lowered her head and became honest.

Zhou Yanchen raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair, "Be good."

Looking at Chu Zhouran, he said, "Go back and have a rest."

"Okay, you can rest early after you finish your meal." Chu Zhouran turned around and went out, pushed the dining car in, and then closed the door and left.

The room was silent.

Mo Xiran took a deep breath, shook Zhou Yanchen's hand away before he got angry, and rushed into the room quickly.

Zhou Yanchen pushed the dining cart in and saw her sitting respectfully on the sofa, with her hands on her knees, as if she was facing a great enemy.

Suddenly, with a playful smile, he started to tease her.

"Come here to eat." He spoke, and although his tone was not very good, he finally felt a little warm.

Mo Xiran raised his eyes in surprise, unable to believe it.

Zhou Yanchen opened the lid and brought the pasta over.

Standing in front of her, he was holding a plate of pasta in his hand.
To be continued...