Thoughts to some intense, last night's picture unexpectedly intruded into his mind, although did not break through the last line of defense, but should do, also do almost.

Na LAN Chun Bo coughed lightly, turned around and continued to serve soup to hide his red cheek, "how come out?"

Wenshan pursed her lips. Shouldn't she come and help her for the first time?

Angry!

Nalan Chunbo wanted to help her, but he was embarrassed to find that he only looked at her like this, and he felt it.

And he didn't want to scare Wenshan. Besides, her waist was still injured.

"It's just a little bit painful. It's not that painful. I can still walk." Wenshan opens her mouth in a muffled voice and stands at the kitchen door looking at the man inside. She opens her mouth slightly and wants to ask what, but she doesn't dare to ask. She is afraid that the answer she hears is not what she wants.

Nalan Chunbo takes Tang Sheng out and looks back at Wenshan. He is stunned. He puts Tang down again and holds her to the restaurant. "Sit well. I'll bump into you and hurt you later." Na LAN Chun Bo said, went to the living room to take a pillow to help her pad behind.

Wenshan sits on the chair and looks at the man who comes into the kitchen to serve the food. She thinks it's her father who is taking care of her daughter.

Four dishes and one soup is a safe dish. At least there's nothing Wenshan doesn't like, but there's nothing she particularly likes.

Nalan Chunbo sat down beside her and handed her the chopsticks. "In the future, just tell me what you want to eat and I'll make it for you."

"Well, do you think that when we get along like this, you take care of me as a child?" Wenshan finally couldn't help asking.

Nalan Chun pauses and looks at Wenshan a moment later: "am I not your Nalan dad?"

But this father is not that father, this father is a father of knowledge, a father of culture, not a father in reality.

Nalan Chunbo looks at Wenshan like, "I'm very wronged, but I don't know what to say." he puts food in her job. "It's right to take care of you, and you're injured today. Otherwise, I don't think we should be like this now."

Nalan Chunbo is serious, but Wenshan, who has been full of unknown materials, instantly understands Nalan Chunbo's words and turns his face into a pig liver color.

"It shouldn't be like this. What's it like?" Wen Shan whispered as she lowered her head to pick up the rice.

Nalan Chunbo turned his rice bowl and looked at the shy girl. His depression disappeared. "I thought you would understand, Wenshan. I didn't plan to fall in love with you."

It's very straightforward.

What else is there besides spirit?

There is also something that can't be written by harmony!

"I'm not too young. If you like, I want to have children when we get married." What Nalan Chunbo said was more straightforward than just now.

Wenshan raised her head and her forehead was sweating from eating.

"You haven't taken care of your cell phone yet. How can you be big?" The official age of Nalan Chunbo is four years younger than Gu juixi, which Wenshan knows.

Nalan Chunbo

How to explain that? He is several months older than Gu juixi.

If is a few months older than Gu, not him.

Nalan Chunbo is about to explain something. The mobile phone in the living room rings. He says a word to Wenshan. Wait a moment. Then he gets up and answers the phone. The people over there don't know what to say. Nalan Chunbo looks at Wenshan with a deep face.

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