After the stand-in resigned

An Fan didn't know how to answer Ling Ran's words.

Is An Qingyi important?

Of course it is important.Without An Qingyi, the relationship between her and Ling Ran could be anything, except it wouldn't be like it is now.

But what happened now, she couldn't tell.What's wrong with this now, she can't tell.

Everything has happened, and it's pointless to dwell on it.

Seeing that An Fan remained silent for a long time, Ling Ran guessed, "The surname is An, so she belongs to you..."

"No one..." An Fan ended the topic anxiously: "It's fine if you don't remember."

"Okay..." Ling Ran said: "Listen to you. If you make me remember, I will remember, if you make me forget, I will forget."

These words were obviously a compliment, An Fan rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still didn't pour cold water on Ling Ran at this time, he left the room with a word of cooking.

Not long after, Ling Ran followed into the kitchen, holding a glass bowl in his hand: "Someone delivered it in the morning, and she told me to keep it."

An Fan was washing rice, took a moment to look at it, the bowl contained cold vegetables, she said, "It should be the landlord."

An Fan was taken care of by the landlord and his wife on the first day of his arrival. He didn't want to lose his manners. From then on, whether he went shopping for vegetables or fruits, he would give them a little by the way. Occasionally, he would send a few paintings that she was quite satisfied with. Back and forth, the feelings are getting deeper and deeper.

"Oh..." Ling Ran looked around the kitchen looking for a job, and complimented her: "She's a nice person."

An Fan saw Ling Ran looking around, and gave her a job: "You wash these dishes."

Ling Ran was visibly happy: "Okay."

A meal was quickly completed with the joint efforts of the two.

Ling Ran was very fond of the cold salad sent by the landlord, and almost half of it went into her stomach. While eating, she praised that it was delicious in the world. An Fan didn't comment on it, but only lamented that Ling Ran's eating habits were really good. has changed a lot.

Ling Ran never ate these things in the past, she rated them as a mess, and even the stinky tofu and perverted spicy chicken wings she used to love became tormenting things in Ling Ran's mouth.

An Fan had a whim, when would he take Ling Ran to eat again, to see what she could say.

After dinner, Ling Ran spontaneously carried the empty bowl into the kitchen. An Fan, who didn't need to wash the dishes, felt at ease, frowning and thinking about the afternoon's itinerary.

After thinking for a while, I decided to go out and paint.

In fact, she didn't go out to paint like this every day like clocking in at work. Occasionally, she would go to the landlord's place, watch her play mahjong, or accompany her to make cakes and snacks, or stay at home to do hygiene, or When lying down and doing nothing.

But now that Ling Ran is here, she can't get along with Ling Ran calmly, so she can only keep the distance between them as far as possible.

When Ling Ran came back after washing the dishes, An Fan was also ready to go out to paint. She picked up the things on her back and said to Ling Ran, "I'm going out."

"Where are you going? I'm going too." Ling Ran didn't even bother to wipe her wet hands, and hurriedly followed her like a child left behind by an adult.

"No..." An Fan said, "You stay at home."

Ling Ran was a little hurt, with an aggrieved expression on her face, complaining: "Why don't you always take me with you when you go out?"

An Fan pursed his lips, trying to reason: "The agreement only says that I want to keep you?"

"But you're not by my side, what's the point of me staying alone..." Ling Ran looked at her pitifully, her dark eyes were like a puppy, begging for mercy: "Take me, please, No matter where you go, I won't make trouble for you."

The bewitching power of Ling Ran's eyes should not be underestimated. An Fan quickly moved his gaze away, collected himself, and finally resolutely said, "No."

Ling Ran thought for a while, then muttered softly: "But I don't know what to do when I'm alone at home..."

She looked at Anfan and counted: "I cleaned up the room in the morning, and I cleaned your bedroom by the way. You obviously wanted to send me away yesterday. I also cleaned the living room. The table, chairs and TV were also cleaned." wipe it up……"

"Okay, okay." An Fan interrupted her misery and begging for praise. She found that this man's brain was really not broken, and he was really flexible at this time.

An Fan turned into a headache. After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing to do for her. An Fan went to turn on the TV and ordered, "You can watch TV here in the afternoon."

"I don't want to watch." Ling Ran looked down at An Fan, with obvious hope in his eyes.

Obviously looking down at her, but making such a weak gesture, the sense of contradiction made An Fan more and more upset.

She even felt that she was going to be persuaded by Ling Ran, and her inner thoughts kept swaying.

An Fan casually switched channels, and suddenly saw a TV series broadcasting on a channel, the title of which was like a vulgar love idol drama, she had a plan, stopped, and said to Ling Ran: " Aren't you just learning how to get along with the person you like?"

Ling Ran didn't know, so she nodded, "Yeah."

"It's better to watch this than to read a book or ask a doctor in class..." An Fan put the remote control into her hand: "Watching a romantic drama is most useful for this kind of thing."

"Really?" Ling Ran hesitated.

"Well, most people learn how to fall in love by watching this." An Fan was eager to get away, and persuaded: "And the screenwriters who write this kind of drama are all masters of love, you will know it after watching it."

"Okay, I will study hard." Ling Ran looked like a good student.

"I'm leaving." An Fan went out and looked back at Ling Ran who was on the sofa staring at the TV seriously, and wanted to laugh for no reason.

Let Ling Ran watch TV dramas that she used to think were a waste of time and life with a learning attitude. This vague sense of contradiction is really funny.

She thought it seemed that what Ling Yun said was right, it was easy to cheat.

Xu Shi was in a good mood. An Fan's brushstrokes were smooth when painting. The blue sea connected to the sky, and the seaside scenery was completed in one go. She gave the completed work to a child who was always by her side on the spot, thanking her for her company.

In the past, children often surrounded her when they saw her painting. An Fan was chatting with them while painting, and the time passed quickly.

Going home at sunset in the evening, I happened to meet an uncle pushing a tricycle along the street selling watermelons. An Fan picked two, carried one in each hand, and walked home slowly.

Wandering all the way to the front of the landlord's house, An Fan was about to push the courtyard door when he saw the landlord, Sister Liang, coming from not far away, looking as if she had just come from her house, she greeted her with a smile, and handed over the watermelon in her hand : "I just bought it, it looks pretty good, you can eat it."

"Ah, good." Sister Liang took it, her face looked a little red, and she seemed embarrassed.

It was the first time for An Fan to see her like this, she usually accepted the gifts happily, so how could she blush or feel embarrassed like this.

"What's wrong?" An Fan asked.

"It's okay..." Sister Liang took the watermelon, her face was still red, but she was not so embarrassed: "Hurry up and go home."

An Fan suddenly thought of Ling Ran who was staying at home, and was startled: "You went to my place just now?"

Sister Liang blushed again, and this time she was smiling; "You'd better go home and have a look."

An Fan nodded in agreement, and then explained: "Recently, a friend was homeless. I feel sorry for her, so I will let her live with me for a while."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who you want to stay..." Sister Liang urged her after finishing speaking, and this time she pushed her directly: "Hurry up and go home, hurry up!"

After An Fan said goodbye to her, doubts abounded in his heart, and he hurried to her house. Fortunately, the two houses were not far away, and An Fan arrived in less than a minute.

She pushed open the courtyard door, and everything was as usual.

Anfan felt a little relieved.

Then in the living room, An Fan didn't even have time to put the watermelon in his hand and the painting utensils on his back, so he glanced around first, it was normal, there was only a lunch box on the dining table, it seemed that Sister Liang had just sent it.

Anfan felt relieved again.

She entered the bedroom this time, and because of her slackness, the scene in front of her shocked the melon out of her hand.

The watermelon hit the ground with a very crisp "bang", and the movement woke up the two people in the bedroom who were out of state at the same time.

Ling Ran straightened the folds of her clothes, put her legs together, and said to her with a bitter face, "Why are you back now?"

Thinking about the wrong words, he changed again: "Why didn't you come back just now?"

An Fan looked at Ling Ran who was wearing her T-shirt skirt in front of the closet, and really didn't know what words to use to describe her feelings at this moment.

An Fan forgot when he bought the T-shirt dress, but because the clothes are too thin and see-through, they are really not suitable for wearing outside. An Fan will occasionally wear them as pajamas.

Originally, the T-shirt skirt on her body was of a moderate length, but when it was on Ling Ran's body, it became a leg-length miniskirt.At this time, her legs were side by side, looking a little jerky, but very attractive.

An Fan wasn't sure if Ling Ran had washed her hair on purpose. Her wet hair had already left a few not-so-small water spots all over her clothes, which seemed to cling to the lines of her body, thinly Outlined charming.

She was almost sure that Ling Ran was seducing/seducing.

Thinking about Sister Liang's reluctance just now, An Fan understood.

But she didn't understand Ling Ran, how did she come here in such a good way?

Ling Ran walked towards her, and in just a few short steps, she walked very coquettishly. It was only then that An Fan realized that she was still barefoot, and her white toes were stepping on the floor, full of impact.

Ling Ran was a little shy, but her eyes were determined, and she asked, "Do I look good like this?"

An Fan chose to turn his head away, "Put on your clothes."

"Look at me." Ling Ran said.

"I don't want to look." An Fan chose to escape, she turned to leave, but Ling Ran grabbed her arm, and she pressed it against her back.

An Fan hurriedly looked down at the shattered watermelon at his feet, it was all broken into several pieces, it was so pitiful.

Ling Ran said behind him: "I've been waiting for you for a long time before you come back, and I was seen by others. I dare not go out again, just waiting for you, why don't you watch?"

An Fan's head was full of watermelons, and he subconsciously replied, "Girls should keep themselves clean." Although she had done this kind of thing for Ling Ran before.

"But that's how it's played on TV. The person the heroine likes ignores her. Her friend gives her a trick and asks her to do this. She also said that for the sake of the person she likes, she should seize every opportunity."

Ling Ran was trying to break her off, An Fan silently resisted, and Ling Ran was discouraged behind him: "The hero's reaction is not like yours, they all...even if we don't, can you kiss me?"

"Let go of me first." An Fan said.

"You left as soon as I let you go!" Ling Ran was dissatisfied in a low voice: "Why are you hiding from me?"

An Fan took a deep breath and tried to reason: "TV dramas are all deceptive."

"But you said that you want to learn TV dramas, and those are all written by love masters." Ling Ran said.

An Fan suddenly remembered the words of throwing a rock at her own foot. She sighed. In order to save herself at this time, she could only compromise: "I found the wrong TV series for you. The level of the screenwriter is not good, and this kind of trick is generally not good enough. Use... oh, don't rub it!"

An Fan was so itchy that she shrank her neck. She was very grateful that there was a painting tool in the middle to help her block it. She quickly said, "Next time, I will find some useful TV shows for you to watch."

"I don't want to watch TV anymore, I want to follow you." Ling Ran continued to rub stubbornly, her calf hooked her calf, back and forth.

"No... ah..." An Fan was confused by her head buried in his shoulder, and lost his position for a moment: "I will try my best, I will take you with me as much as possible."

"Okay, don't go back on your word."

"Hmm..." An Fan took a deep breath: "It's settled, let me go first, I'll go and put away the painting utensils."

Ling Ran quickly kissed her on the neck, the warm touch was gone as soon as she touched it, but it made a strong stroke in An Fan's heart.

Ling Ran let go of her, and ran away happily, not knowing why.

An Fan lost his strength and stopped on the spot, looking down at the broken watermelon, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.