Young master Jiang's secret wife: the president has no limits

After Jiangcheng an chased Luo Luo out of the room, An Ran froze in his spot, wondering if she had gone too far. An Ran's heart softened and felt a little guilty.

Chen Qinghang saw what happened and felt like a movie. Since it was already like this, then quickly take An Ran out of this place. Chen Qinghang pulled An Ran and slipped out of the gap between the spectators.

"Hey, Chen Qinghang, do you have to be so wild?" An Ran pulled Chen Qinghang's wrist out of her hand, which was slightly red.

Chen Qinghang smiled sheepishly, making an apologetic expression. An Ran didn't say anything. She was a little confused.

Just like the last scene, An Ran kept walking in front while Chen Qinghang followed behind silently. After a long time, An Ran felt angry and amused. He turned around and asked Chen Qinghang, "Why do you always follow me? Do you want to buy me another pair of shoes this time?"

Chen Qinghang was speechless. He thought about it and didn't say a word. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Don't I look thoughtful when I send shoes?"

An Ran was instantly amused. Since her problem could not be solved even if she was sad, let nature take its course.

Suddenly, she thought of the small tree cave that she and chen qinghang went to last time. An Ran really thought it was a good place. It was close to the mountains and water. If she had something on her mind, it would be much better once she went there.

"Hey, Chen Qinghang, do you want to talk to the company later?" An Ran asked casually.

Chen Qinghang felt good walking with An Ran so freely. Even when An Ran asked, he couldn't help but read, "Who wants to go back? Those seniors are trying to torture me day by day. Sometimes, they think that nothing in the adult world is easy."

Only when Chen Qinghang talked about work did An Ran feel that the man in front of her was not a big boy.

The two of them walked on the street. Although they walked side by side, their life paths had already decided their different directions.

"Why don't we go find the tree hole?" An Ran pinched the corner of her clothes with both hands, made a butterfly wing and said, "Maybe there will really be elves waiting for us there."

When Chen Qinghang saw An Ran reveal her girlish side, she felt that the world was still beautiful. Even when she had grown up, she still needed to keep her childlike innocence.

"Thank you for remembering Mr. Tree hole. It seems that I didn't accompany you for nothing last time." Chen Qinghang said that it would be like agreeing to go to the tree hole with An Ran.

"I remember the last time I went there, I passed by a park. Did I bring some bread crumbs to feed the pigeons?" An Ran saw the bakery on the corner saying that, in fact, An Ran was more willing to go in and buy some food for her than to feed the pigeon.

Unexpectedly, An Ran was so attentive and remembered the pigeons in the square. Although Chen Qinghang was slightly allergic to the feathers of birds, chickens and other animals, he still agreed.

"Yeah, sure. Feeding pigeons is a very special experience." Chen Qinghang said.

An Ran pointed to the bakery not far away and signaled to Chen Qinghang that we could go there. Just as he entered the bakery, the smell of fermented grains came to his nostrils. Chen Qinghang remembered that he and An Ran had come out in such a hurry in the morning. They had eaten a little and left. Now they were hungry.

"An Ran, we shouldn't just buy food for pigeons. We're not robots ourselves." Chen Qinghang's eyes were glued to the bread in the window, clear as a hungry little beast.

"I see. I'll treat you to dinner today. Take whatever you want and treat yourself to it as money to please the old leader." An Ran had no resistance to the little animals' eyes. Although the other party was a man, even men sometimes wanted to be taken care of.

After a long selection at the delicately crafted bakery, An Ran took a sandwich for afternoon tea and a pocketful of bread in addition to the food for the pigeons, and thought that these were about enough.

I don't know if chen qinghang has chosen yet. An Ran looks into the other windows of the bakery. Chen Qinghang comes over with a bagful of croissants and a bagful of sticks.

"Chen Qinghang, you look like a part-time student playing with kids on the street." An Ran looked at Chen Qinghang's funny face and couldn't help but tease him.

"An Ran, who did you learn from these days? Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. You know how to talk. I know you've been young recently. Do you look like the senior you liked when you were young?" Chen Qinghang held a pile of bread and had the strength to bicker with An Ran.

An Ran immediately denied it. "No, the senior I used to like." An Ran's voice got stuck. Wasn't the person she liked as a student Gu Yun?

Thinking of Gu Yun's appearance, An Ran quickly paid the bill and took Chen Qinghang away. She did not want to talk about this topic. Sometimes, a person's scar was not wanted to be seen by others.

"Let's go feed the pigeons." An Ran ripped off a clean piece of his sandwich and stuffed it into chen qinghang's mouth, preventing him from having a chance to say no.

Chen Qinghang looked at An Ran like a little girl helplessly. There was nothing he could do. Who made him like such a different girl?

The pigeons in the square were pacing. They were probably fed too much food. One by one, they were round and interested in the crumbs on An Ran's hands.

Chen Qinghang was far away from An Ran because he was afraid that close contact with these chubby little guys would cause him to have an allergic reaction immediately. He watched An Ran and the pigeons fight with interest.

"Hmph, these stinky pigeons." An Ran lost his temper and stared at Chen Qinghang, who was watching her like a monkey show, forcing Chen Qinghang to come over and play with her.

Chen Qinghang walked over as if she were still there, and was already covered in bread crumbs from An Ran's men. The pigeons who had just ignored An Ran suddenly pounced on Chen Qinghang.

"Hahaha, Chen Qinghang, you are now the king of pigeons." An Ran waved her hands and was glad that Chen Qinghang, who was usually serious, had such a fun side.

Chen Qinghang wanted to answer An Ran's cancellation, but the allergic symptoms of feathers caused him to sneeze several times. His nose was red and he couldn't speak, and his whole body began to itch.

An Ran saw that something was wrong with Chen Qinghang and panicked. "Chen Qinghang, don't scare me. This can't be an acute symptom."

Chen Qinghang managed to hold back his itchy throat and spat out a few words, "Allergies, go to the hospital."

Not long after, An Ran and chen qinghang went to the city hospital. The doctor said it was no big deal after the treatment, but the next time he didn't want to be so close to those feathers, it would be good.

An Ran had always felt safe on his way back. At first, Chen Qinghang didn't blame her. He just said that he didn't explain his allergies in advance.

When she got home, An Ran thought of Chen Qinghang's allergy today, and felt that Chen Qinghang had always been like his brother to tolerate her and protect her. Since she did not have a brother, then take chen qinghang as her.