The Source of TFboys Mu Immortal

From Strange to Familiar

Yan Lan just wanted to say something, but when she saw the sweat on An Xiaomu's face, she swallowed her words. After all, she worked so hard, but what she got in return was a mocking tone. If she put herself in her shoes, No one can accept it.

"What are you doing here?" An Xiaomu raised her eyebrows, looking at Yan Lan's distressed look in wonder, feeling funny in her heart, but also depressed, how did Yan Lan know that her home was here?

"Wang Yuan asked me to accompany you." Yan Lan looked at An Xiaomu's depressed face and naturally explained everything, for fear that An Xiaomu might misunderstand.

An Xiaomu frowned when she heard that Wang Yuan asked Yan Lan to come, why didn't he come to accompany her by himself, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, with the words 'reluctant' on his face: "Oh."

This was clearly stated, but An Xiaomu was worried. The last time she teased Yuan Baobao and smeared honey on his face, this time he would definitely feel uneasy about finding someone to accompany her. That's right, this is the truth.I was really shocked by my cleverness, haha!

An Xiaomu couldn't help being overjoyed. She who was depressed just now had a bright smile on her face. She ruthlessly threw the dark cabbage in the pot into the trash can.Then she tried to cook other dishes over and over again, and she let the oil and water splash on the back of her hand, stinging her body without any reaction.

Busily trying to adapt to the influence of oil and water on cooking, she is already much more proficient than before.

Although, sometimes she will taste very salty dishes, and sometimes she will taste uncooked dishes, but she still does not give up practicing.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, she had already cooked three successful dishes - stir-fried shredded pork with wild rice stems, deep-fried octopus in braised sauce, and chicken soup with bamboo shoots.

She brought the dish in front of Yan Lan, and said expectantly, "Try it."

Seeing An Xiaomu's expectant gaze, Yan Lan picked up the chopsticks under the condemnation of her conscience. She picked up a piece of shredded meat and put it in her mouth: "Is this meat not cooked yet?" Her tone was questioning.

"Isn't it cooked?" An Xiaomu suddenly seemed to have been splashed with cold water. She picked up the chopsticks and put the shredded pork into her mouth suspiciously, "Isn't it cooked?"

"Just teasing you!" Yan Lanxiao couldn't straighten her back.

An Xiaomu was stunned to realize that she had been cheated, but seeing Yan Lan being so happy after eating her own food made the world a better place.

"Master An is my god, a warm man who can cook!" Yan Lan blurted out involuntarily while watching An Xiaomu, "Master An, let's be friends!"

Everyone on Earth knows that when someone invites you to be friends, the other party will definitely not refuse.An Xiaomu naturally understands this truth, but they are not very familiar with each other, and even the classes are different, so they can barely be regarded as alumni.

"I know we don't know each other very well, and I also know that you rarely make friends. But what Wang Yuan said made me want to know you very much. What kind of girl makes him laugh and cry, and makes him feel warm. I also want to have this special The feeling." Yan Lan was a little nervous when she spoke, her fingers were rubbing on her pants, which made her very unnatural.

She is asking for her? !And so domineering!

"I still want to feel like a local tyrant! Everyone has their own aspirations, and your thoughts are naturally out of my control, so it has nothing to do with me." An Xiaomu shrugged to express her opinion.

"Oh." Yan Lan poured a glass of boiling water, her palm wrapped around the outer surface of the glass unwillingly, even if the hot water splashed on her palm, she was unwilling to let go.

After a few minutes of stalemate, she picked up the water glass, tilted it slightly so that it was close to her lips, and took a sip: "Then can you be friends with me?"

The word 'can' was Yan Lan's bottom line, she was almost begging An Xiaomu to agree to her.

"Why is this tone so humble, are you going to be my friend and maid?" An Xiaomu couldn't control her temper, and couldn't help teasing Yan Lan.

Maybe Yan Lan realized that she was being ridiculed, so she raised her tone and engraved these words abruptly: "Of course they are friends!"

"Then, my friend, are you really ready?" An Xiaomu said in a solemn tone, looking at Yan Lan's sullen face seriously, heh!She is so serious!

Time will tell us the distance between strangeness and familiarity.