It is spring, and there is vitality everywhere, and even the potted plants on the windowsill have buds bloomed.

The buds are stained with a little dew, and they are full of vitality while crystal clear.

The watering movement of Anran was unconsciously gentle, and a light smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

When Mi Xiaoji came out, he saw An Ran's concentration when watering the flowers. His eyebrows were picturesque and his smile was shallow. The thin morning light shone on his jade-like transparent face, and he also had a charming posture.

She looked at it from afar, and she didn't feel fascinated, and suddenly she felt as if An Ran had changed.

An Ran in her impression would not smile so gently, nor would she be able to care about the flowers and grass on the balcony.

If he had time, he would have had a hot fight with a woman with a hot body, or even rolled onto the bed sheets.

Of course, if An Ran was acting, it proved that his acting skills have made great progress.

After watering the water at peace, he turned around and saw Mi Xiaojia standing not far behind him, his soul wandering in a silly way outside the sky.

"The breakfast has been prepared. Today I specially prepared the chicken legs you like to eat." An Ran said as he took out the breakfast prepared in the morning.

As he said, he fryed some chicken legs, but the layer outside was burnt and black, and you could tell at a glance that the taste would not be too good.

An Ran pulled Mi Xiaojia down and said with a smile: "Don't just look at it and don't eat it. If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Mi Xiaojia's expression was a little stiff. She tried to take a bite, then pushed the chicken leg aside and turned to attack Baizhu.

She thought it was safer to eat white porridge herself.

"Don't you like to eat the chicken legs I made for you? Why don't you?" An Ran saw that Mi Xiaojia didn't buy it, so she hurriedly pushed the chicken legs back to Mi Xiaojia.

Mi Xiaojia shook his head and looked at it with a stern look: "I'll quit chicken legs from now on."

She wanted An Ran to be more sensible and stop talking about chicken legs, after all, she also had a good intention...

"Why? I worked hard to make it, you can eat and watch--" Before An Ran finished speaking, Mi Xiaojia suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks and turned back to the living room.

An Ran then followed and said, "You are a pregnant woman, you can't do without breakfast."

Mi Xiaojia refused to make a sound, but she turned on the TV and turned on the volume up to block An Ran's voice.

Unexpectedly, An Ran was not tactful, snatched the remote control and turned on the TV, and then pushed the chicken legs in front of her: "If you don't want to eat, eat some. If you eat two of them alone, it will not be good for your health."

Mi Xiaojia had no choice but to hold his forehead: "I don't eat chicken legs because the chicken legs are burnt on the outside and are not cooked on the inside. Even if you don't care about yourself, you have to think about the children in your stomach. I don't want to go to the hospital. Young Master An, you don't have the talent in cooking. Since that's the case, why should you force yourself to do something you can't do? If you are not tired, I'm tired even if you look."

"I, my first time, may not be very good. It doesn't matter, I believe I will do better next time, as long as you give me a chance..."

Under Mi Xiaojia's gaze, An Ran's voice faded away.

"After eating the chicken legs you made just now, I found that I had no good feelings for the chicken legs. Opportunities are fleeting and not everyone can grasp them. Young Master An, the same thing, don't force yourself to do something that is not good, it's boring." Mi Xiaojia said, getting up, returning to the bedroom, and starting to pack his luggage.

An Ran looked from a distance and found that she could not find an excuse to keep Mi Xiaojia.

Maybe Mi Xiaojia is right, the opportunity has passed, and he is not sure, so he can only watch her fall into the arms of other men.
Chapter completed!