When Nalan Chunbo was planning to knock on the second time, Wen Shan directly opened the door.

The corners of Nalan Chunbo's lips curled up slightly the moment he saw Wen Shan.

If a person makes the worst plan but the best thing happens in the end, that kind of happiness is like what he is now.

Wen Shan opened the door and just ran into Nalan Chunbo's eyes, and into the brilliant starlight in his eyes.

Nalan Chunbo stretched out his hand, facing upwards, waiting for Wen Shan's next move.

Wen Shan's eyes drooped slightly and fell on his beautiful palm. Her big hands, with distinct joints, held her hand many times. She still remembered the temperature on it. She was wrapped in white gauze on her wrist. Although it was covered by the sleeves of her shirt, she could still see the edge of the gauze.

Wen Shan raised her head again and crashed into his eyes.

If the eyes could be gentle, then Wen Shan thought that at this moment he noticed that she would be gentle in the whole world.

Wen Shan slowly raised her hand and then placed it in his palm.

Nalan Chunbo breathed a sigh of relief almost invisible, and in the next second he held Wen Shan's hand tightly, as if afraid that she would withdraw her hand when the next consciousness appeared.

Wen Shan was taken over by Nalan Chunbo. Wen Jie just looked up. Nalan Chunbo was wearing a white suit today, while Wen Shan, white trousers, and even the slim-fitting thread on it was off-white. Standing with Nalan Chunbo, it was really a pair made of heaven.

"Hello uncle and aunt." Wen Shan stood beside Nalan Chunbo, whispered, keeping her head down and not daring to look up because her red face could not be seen by others.

"Wen Shan comes." Wen Jie said, and reached out to take Wen Shan's hand and pulled her and sat beside her.

Wen Shan was well-behaved throughout the whole process, and Nalan Chunbo's eyes never left Wen Shan.

Although Wen’s father doesn’t talk much, he has good cooking skills. Perhaps it’s because of his heartache for Wen’s mother, so as long as Wen’s father is at home, he has practiced his extraordinary cooking skills.

Nalan Chunbo suggested going out for a meal, but after all, he was embarrassed to let his future father-in-law cook for them.

"No, Shanshan's father bought all the dishes, just let Shanshan's father make them." Wen's mother smiled and politely declined Nalan Chunbo's proposal, glared at her daughter and signaled her to go in and help.

Wen Shan skimmed her lips slightly, but when she was about to get up, she was held back by Nalan Chunbo.

"Auntie, I'll go in and help my uncle."

"This, how--"

"Let him go, Chunbo's cooking skills are pretty good, and he is reluctant to let Shanshan be tired." Wen Jie said with a smile.

But this sentence made Wen's mother feel so satisfied with her future son-in-law that she couldn't be more satisfied. For her son, forget it, don't want it, don't want it.

When Wen Shan saw Nalan Chunbo get up, she hurriedly stood up, "I'll go, I'll go." Wen Shan said, the man had already run to the kitchen, but she still remembered that Nalan Chunbo's hand was still injured.

She couldn't bear to bear it.

Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan's back as he ran over, and the corner of his lips that had been hooked was never put down, so even if she was angry, she still cared about herself.

Nalan Chunbo nodded slightly to the elders, and then went to the kitchen to help his future father-in-law.

Because he found that his future father-in-law didn't speak much, he had to get along well with this relationship, right?

Wen Shan went into the kitchen and found a basin for washing vegetables to help her father wash vegetables. She was good at this, but she had just taken out the basin and Nalan Chunbo had already reached out to take it.

Wen Shan raised her head, but in the next second, she suddenly covered her face with her hands, as if this could cover up her blushing and ear heat.
Chapter completed!