The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 288

"It's nothing." An Ran didn't say, "Brother, let me show you something."

An Chengxing had seen the drawing book she was holding in her hand earlier, and didn't pursue the question just now, so he raised his eyebrows and signaled, "Huh?"

An Ran showed him the drawing book, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said: "This is the ring I designed, for you and Brother Feng. Although it is not very professional, it is all carefully thought out by me. You can take a look. Except for Chu Danzhi, I haven’t seen anyone else.”

An Chengxing was a little surprised, but he didn't feel surprised when he thought about it. An Ran was such a child, he kept what he said, sometimes people who listened didn't pay attention, and then felt a little surprised.

Just like An Chengxing now.

An Chengxing took the drawing book and was opening it when An Ran held it down again.

An Chengxing raised his head, An Ran's ears were flushed and hot, except for Chu Danzhi, no one else had seen it, and it was embarrassing to show it suddenly.

"You're not allowed to say it's not good-looking, you can say it's just so-so." An Ran overbearingly demanded that each model be carefully designed by her. Although she has no experience in this field, she is really serious. Once she has done it seriously Things, her expectations became very high, for fear that others would say bad things, but she knew in her heart that it was not so good.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say, who made you the little ancestor of our family." An Chengxing teased her, but actually felt a little more real in his heart, so much so that his sense of uneasiness seemed to be suppressed by a small hand Go down a lot.

Too many people already know about him and Feng Ling, many people are saying, even some friends who have vaguely known in the past are saying, this is not going to work, it is still possible to have fun, but if we really want to be together, it will not work for a lifetime , it is not those talkative people who stress him the most, but the people at home.

But An Ran is not, An Ran is the child who has always sincerely believed that they will always be together, everything has become a matter of course, such as these rings.

An Ran stared closely at An Chengxing, glanced at An Chengxing, then at the various paintings in her drawing book, and then at An Chengxing.

An Chengxing lowered his head, the short broken hair on his forehead cast a light shadow on his face, his expression was not so clear, he didn't say a word, An Ran didn't know when he was watching, What's on your mind.

An Ran stood in front of An Chengxing like a child punished for standing, looking at a loss, until An Chengxing turned to the last page, he raised his head, An Ran's heart skipped a beat, looking at An Chengxing, his voice was trembling. Dry.

An Chengxing looked at An Ran's appearance, and burst out laughing, "Okay, it's very nice."

"Which one looks better?" An Ran asked, "Which one do you think looks better?"

"They all look good." An Chengxing leaned back, closed the drawing book and hit An Ran on the head, "Why are you so nervous?"

An Ran blinked, "I'm not nervous."

An Chengxing sneered unceremoniously, put the drawing book on his body, stretched out his hand to hold An Ran's hand, lost his usual impatience, and lost his banditry, and said seriously, "Thank you .”

The two words "thank you" are more effective than the three words "both are good-looking". When An Chengxing said thank you, the tension in An Ran's heart disappeared instantly, her shoulders were lifted, and she laughed, "You haven't said which one is beautiful. Woolen cloth?"

(End of this chapter)