Ning An was wearing a simple cherry red ruffled dress, with soft black hair spread over her shoulders, like a girl in her early twenties, with a light blush on her cheeks.

As soon as Song Shaoyan clicked, he curled his lips in satisfaction and stared at her with a pair of deep eyes.

Ning An took the handbag from his hand.

The two of them went to the kitchen together.

The house we rent in Ning'an has lots of sunshine. Although it is not big, it is warm and cozy everywhere.

Two little hamsters are jumping up and down, lively and cute.

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, as well as the laughter and teasing sounds of the two people.

"Look, you've burnt the vegetables." Ning An said with a smile.

"Is the headache better?"

"Okay, I want to go for a walk in the park this afternoon."

"I'll take you there."

"Um."

Xiao Cantang didn't go home for lunch at noon, so there were only two people at home, Song Shaoyan and Ning An.

Song Shaoyan took out his mobile phone and showed Ning An his circle of friends: "Look, some of these plastic flower brothers don't even know that I'm still alive."

Ning An took a look, and sure enough, the comments on his WeChat Moments were appalling.

A: Oh my god, did Lao Song lie?

B: Is it Lao Song himself? Please answer, please answer.

C: Lao Song, I miss you so much!

Not only the circle of friends, but also the group chats he shared with several brothers were all @ him, and for a while he was bombarded with nowhere to escape.

Fortunately, someone knew the truth and came out to smooth things over: Lao Song is living well and has just kept a low profile in recent years.

Ning An laughed to death. She had met several people who had a good relationship with Song Shaoyan. Some of them were Song Shaoyan's brothers for many years and had gone to school together from elementary school to university.

While Song Shaoyan was eating, he seemed to remember something, pointed at a few brothers in his group and said to Ning An: "Who said anything bad about me in front of you?"

"No, everything is fine, very good."

"You lied to me, tell me, who said anything bad about me?"

"Oh, then this one." Ning An pointed to an avatar in the group, "He once quietly told me that Brother Shao Yan often told him that Ning An was ugly and vulgar, and he would never like him, and he didn't know why.

I will marry you."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

He almost choked on a mouthful of rice. He narrowed his eyes and raised the ends of his eyes slightly: "How did you reply to him?"

"I asked him, what does Brother Shao Yan like?"

"..."

"He told me that he likes someone like Gu Huiyin, who is cute, innocent and cute, and can act like a spoiled child."

Song Shaoyan: "Why don't you confront him? This kind of person deserves a beating."

"..." Ning An glanced at him faintly, "You are the one who deserves a beating, right?"

"..."

Ning An checked Song Shaoyan's cell phone again. His appearance really caused quite a stir. Even Master Qiao left a message for him: If you had known how to cherish it a few years earlier, you wouldn't have realized it so late.

It's called "happiness".

Song Shaoyan replied faintly: You are talking about yourself...

Josnian:......

Song Shaoyan said to Ning An while eating: "Don't think I'm a scumbag. If you want to talk about scumbags, Lao Qiao will definitely be ahead of me."

"You don't compare in other aspects, but you have to compare with this?"

Song Shaoyan: "Just feeling emotional."

Ning'an: "..."

It’s good not to learn.

Song Shaoyan said again: "I didn't mean to say that to you at the beginning. You always put me down in college and I was very embarrassed, okay?"

"Hypocritical."
Chapter completed!