"Okay, since you like my car so much, let's take a rest inside and I'll move in first." Haoran looked at her angry and got out of the car and closed the door with her hands and feet. She turned around and opened the trunk from the rear of the car, and took out huge suitcases.

"What is this?" She saw him walking into the yard with a suitcase in his hand. She couldn't help but lower the window and poke her head out and asked.

"My luggage." Haoran answered for granted, his pace never stopped.

salute?

Thinking of the other day he said he wanted to move here, An Ran was clever in his heart, hurriedly opened the door, ran to him, holding his suitcase, and looked up at him in annoyance.

"Your family is fine, why do you have to move to me?"

She just wanted to be alone and be quiet, why didn't he understand?

"It's better to be alone, it's better if you have someone to accompany you." Haoran was not angry, and dragged her forward with the box.

"I like quietness." An Ran followed him closely, his tone in an extremely serious tone.

"But I don't like it." Hao Ran was still unmoved and continued to move forward.

When An Ran heard his words, he was stunned and his steps were suddenly behind Haoran several steps.

He doesn't like it?

What's the meaning?

Suddenly remembering that he lived alone, An Ran immediately realized that he had arrived at the door and was opening the door with the key, so he chased after him again.

"You can find a companion." He was panting and continued to work hard.

"Didn't I find this?" Haoran tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows at her, pressed his hand hard, and opened it with a click.

"But I will be very awkward when you live here." Follow the door and continue to persuade.

She was used to being quiet alone, and there was one more person in the house, especially a man, and she always felt strange. Although he sometimes lives here these days, it was because he was decorating and the situation was different.

"Just get used to it." Haoran said as he had already opened the guest room, put his suitcase casually on the floor, then got up and opened the window, took a deep breath of the fragrance of flowers from the flowerbed under the window, turned around again to An Ran who was blocked by the door, held her shoulders with both hands, turned her body around, and walked out again.

An Ran followed him angrily to the gate, gritted his teeth and watched him take out two suitcases from the trunk, his face full of black lines.

He prepared a lot of rituals. Do you want to live forever?

Haoran looked at her gritting teeth at the door, but he just said "borrowed" and walked over to her room again. Then there was a sound of packing things inside.

Knowing that everything else would be in vain, An Ran stepped on her feet like anger and threw herself on the sofa, turned her head to see his busy figure occasionally flashing at the door of the guest room, and buried her head in the sofa.

Habit?

Then wouldn’t he just get used to quieting? Why did he have to get used to it?

I don’t know how long it took, but the crackling sound finally ended, and An Ran’s anger had almost disappeared, but she didn’t really want to pay attention to him.

After packing up, Haoran went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he saw An Ran snorting when he saw him coming out, he turned his head and stopped looking at him. So he curled his lips slightly, walked to the sofa and sat beside her, and said unintentionally: "Do you want to know who that person I saw today?"

"..." Hearing this, An Ran suddenly forgot that he ignored his original intention, turned his head, his eyes filled with question marks.

"Will you accompany me tonight to attend a party?" Seeing her turn, Haoran immediately moved his butt to her and said something that he couldn't even get along with just now.

"..." An Ran's eyes had more questions, and she still said nothing, and secretly speculated in her heart.

What is this?

Does that person have anything to do with the evening?

Could that person appear at the party today?

"If you are willing to attend the party with me, I will tell you who the one I saw today is, how about it?" He didn't know An Ran's random thoughts, but he could see that she was very interested in that person, so he continued to deceive him in a bad manner.

Old fox.

Looking at Haoran's faintly glowing eyes, An Ran cursed in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel curious. There were not many people in this world who could care about Haoran, and she looked so mysterious. I think that person must be not simple.

"Cheng, who is that person?" After a long silence, Anran nodded heavily, and then waited for him to solve his doubts.

However, when she heard what he said, she almost regretted it and it was too late to regret it.

"Are you sure you want to know who that person is?" Seeing her nodding, Haoran asked solemnly again, with no joke on his face, and every word was particularly solemn.

Looking at such a cautious expression, An Ran's eyes turned around and nodded heavily again.

"Don't regret it?"

"Speak quickly." An Ran raised his head impatiently and interrupted his repeated inquiries.

"Uh..." Seeing that she had exhausted her patience, Haoran pretended to be embarrassed, pondered for a while, and when An Ran was exhausted and was about to urge him again, he said with a righteous look: "Actually, I don't know that person either."

silence.

After his voice came to the ground, there was no other sound in the room.

An Ran stared at the person who looked solemn in front of him. His serious expression didn't look like a lie at all, but she really couldn't accept his answer.

Don't know him, what about the lie?

"Really, I just saw a man looking at me, and his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to have a grudge against me, so I looked at him twice, but I swear, I really don't know him." Seeing that she didn't believe it, Haoran quickly raised his hand and sweared, a handsome face that was sincere and could not be sincere.
Chapter completed!