2664The Attentive Cui Family

There is a family named Cui next door who made his fortune by doing business. The family is very rich. The person in front of him should be the wife of the Cui family. She is going to pick melons and fruits. Anan is suspicious: "No need." Yes, Mrs. Cui, we will buy it!"

"What are you buying? These don't cost money. I grew this myself in the field. I planted too much and I can't eat it all. We are neighbors anyway. If I give you some, you can keep it!" Mrs. Cui was also enthusiastic. The hospitable man, regardless of Anan's refusal, poured half the basket of fruits and vegetables directly to the door, then left with the remaining half basket.

Mrs. Cui was already in her thirties and had a well-maintained body. Before she left, she saw Anan suddenly grinning at him. Anan felt alarm bells ringing in her heart. She was disgusted with Cong Cong and wanted to step forward and kick this person away. .

Anan closed the door and looked at some vegetables and fruits on the ground speechlessly. Awan saw it from behind the door. Seeing the door closed, she also walked out: "Who is this? You brought so many vegetables here." ?”

"It's said to be Mrs. Cui next door to us. She lives in the house next door just across the wall. She said she's a neighbor. She can't finish the vegetables she grew at home, so she told us to give some to us." Anan said, squatting down and putting the food in the house. I picked up the fruits and vegetables, put them in clean baskets, and put them in the kitchen.

Awan smiled and said, "That's great! This dish is really fresh, just right, so you don't have to buy groceries! However, I don't know how to repay the favor."

"I'll buy some pastries next time, so I can repay you. It's better not to interact with each other in the future!" If Anan read it correctly, when the woman looked at herself, she glanced up and down with a hint of consideration and consideration, like It’s looking at yourself.

This kind of look gave Anan a headache.

If he had been as usual, he would have been ruthless and affectionate, and he would have backed away from anyone who was frightened by a cold look. But there was Awan beside him. She didn't like her cold-hearted look, so there was nothing she could do about this favor. When will I have to pay it back?

Since there was food at noon, Anan didn't go out. He drank tea with Awan under the tree, played a few games of chess, and then the two went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Naturally, all the important work fell into Anan's hands. Awan smiled and tied the robe on his body. He was a handsome and elegant young man, and wearing the robe did not damage his earthly temperament at all. He was peerless and refined.

Awan's main occupation is to light fires and look at beautiful men.

Sitting behind the stove, holding up my face, looking at beautiful men, and occasionally being entrusted with important tasks.

"Awan, this dish is ready. Come on, open your mouth and help me taste it. How about it? Come on, be careful..." Anan carefully picked up a chopstick and cooled the dish, then came to the back of the stove and squatted down. Next to Awan, he fed it into her mouth with his own hands. Seeing her taste it and then show a sweet smile, Anan was extremely satisfied.

"How about it?"

"It's delicious, full of flavor and color, it's so delicious that it bites your tongue!" Awan said with a smile.

"Would you like to add more seasonings?"

"No, it's just right. Anan, you are so awesome. I don't even need to taste it. The taste is just right." Awan said excitedly: "You don't need me to taste it next time, just put it on the plate!"

It seems that she has tasted it so many times, and every time she has not given any other comments, only a few words: It is delicious.

Anan smiled and looked at her through the stove, with a doting look on her face but said nothing.

The second dish hadn't come out of the pot yet, so Anan took a chopstick of the dish as usual, cooled it and put it into Awan's mouth: "How is it?"

"Well, the taste is a bit bland. Add a little more salt."

"How much? Is this enough?"

"A little more...well, that's all, enough!"

Another dish came out of the pot, and Anan smiled and said: "Did you see, without you, the food has no taste. Look how important you are."

"I can't say it's important, but it's quite heavy. I seem to have gained a few pounds while I'm with you these days!" Awan said sadly, hugging her belly.

"It doesn't matter. Give me some weight and it will be comfortable to hold! I'm too thin, so just hold me with your hands!"

"Smelly Anan, how dare you make fun of me! See if I don't bite you!"

"You're welcome, bite here, the harder the better..." Anan hugged Awan and put her lips together with a playful smile.

While cooking, they rested and the two of them nestled behind the stove, hugging each other tightly.

There was a knock on the door outside. The two people who were still resting heard the knock on the door outside. Anan reluctantly took away the hand that was resting on Awan's head. His hand was a little numb and his brows were deep. Suo: "Who is it again?"

Awan was also woken up, raised her head and looked outside, and said confusedly: "Yes, who is it!"

Anan's voice was hazy and hoarse: "You wait for me here, I'll go outside and take a look."

Awan nodded and continued to lie on the bed, listening to what was going on outside.

Anan opened the door, and a young woman of about eighteen or nineteen years old was standing at the door. When she saw Anan, a trace of surprise and admiration flashed in her eyes.

Anan opened the door and saw a strange woman. He was unhappy for a moment. He looked inside invisibly, as if he was afraid that Awan would peek. He quickly turned his body, slightly blocking the view of the people behind him, and then raised his eyebrows. The warmth just now was gone, replaced by coldness and displeasure: "Who are you?"

His voice was obviously distant and cold. Cui Tingting, who was originally excited to see Anan's stunning appearance and troublesome temperament, was suffocated by Anan's coldness and alienation.

Just now, it was obvious that this extremely handsome man had a smile on his face.

He's smiling, why does his face look like he's wearing an ice knife?

Cui Tingting came in with great difficulty, how could she leave so easily?

She hurriedly stepped back, but she retreated into the yard. When Anan saw this, she became very angry.

Cui Tingting did not fail to see Anan's anger. She turned back and looked into the yard. She saw that the yard was very simple and simple, even a little shabby.

Cui Tingting looked at the kitchen on the side, and then said excitedly: "Brother Nan, if you are tired, you can go and rest for a while. You have a kitchen here. If you don't like to eat outside, I will come and give it to you." You do it, go back and rest!"