Originally, he wanted to see the windmill, but Zanglan slept in the bed for an afternoon. When he woke up, there was no one beside the pillow. Instead, he replaced it with a set of neatly folded clothes. The two of them were throwing around when they took off their clothes.

Seeing the well-placed underwear on the top of the clothes, even the underwear was folded. Imagine the uncle folding underwear for her. Zanglan covered the quilt and kicked her legs and smiled.

After buying a lot of things, Yan Lang, who was cleaning, heard it and stood in the living room with a mop pole, shaking his head and laughing.

If she is serious, there is nothing wrong with it.

After putting the mop, Yan Lang went to the kitchen to soak a cup of brown sugar water, opened the window and placed the cup on the outer windowsill and blew it. He went back to the bedroom, and stood with his hands on the door frame with his chest, "Stop laughing, does it hurt to kick his legs? What do you want to eat for dinner? I bought some food and came to the kitchen to see what I want to eat."

When Zanglan heard Yan Lang's voice, he immediately restrained his lively appearance, lifted the quilt and showed his face, frowned and looked at Yan Lang sickly, "Uncle, my whole body hurts like a big truck. It's so uncomfortable. Please help me put on my clothes?"

Actually, it’s not that exaggerated, but Zanglan still remembers that he likes to use this sentence to describe the feeling of a heroine who just broke her eyes.

Yan Lang had never seen that kind of sour romance, so he naturally didn't know this classic phrase similar to "rag doll". He sneered and stood up straight, "Don't mess around, if you were really run over by a big truck, I wouldn't recognize you even if you put it in front of me."

Having said that, he finally reached out to take the clothes, took out the girl in the quilt, and helped her dress quickly and properly.

There was no incident of a firefighting during the dressing process. Zanglan was a little depressed and looked at Yan Lang accusedly, "Uncle, I'm tired of sleeping once, right? I don't feel like I'm dressed at all!"

Yan Lang also understood what this girl was. If she didn't explain it clearly to her, she would be able to keep pestering him about this problem, and maybe she could do anything harsh.

Although he also wanted to get stuck in the quilt with his little girl, he could tell him rationally that he could not.

Yan Lang didn't give Zanglan the chance to continue working, and grabbed her hand and pressed it on her pants, "You are feeling uncomfortable now, don't mess around, wait until you get better, don't yell at all times if you don't want it."

Yan Lang feels that his physical strength is still good, and it is still easy to satisfy the little girl movies who are very curious about exercise in adults' beds.

Zanglan's palm pressed a legendary thing with a big spirit, and she was not ashamed. Even Yan Lang had let go of his hand and continued to press it on his own. He also acted mischievously as a toy to play with it. When Yan Lang raised his hand to block her chaotic little hand, he regretfully could not continue to touch it.

"Uncle, can you be physically strong? But it doesn't matter. I'll buy tiger whip and deer antlers when I turn around and make soup for the uncle every meal!"

Yan Lang smiled and pulled the little girl's messy hair, not matching this topic.

Zanglan really didn't need Yan Lang to respond. She put on her clothes and got out of bed. Yan Lang stuffed a cup of brown sugar water that was blown just right. She followed Yan Lang like a little tail. After that, she ran back to the topic of Gu Zi and changed the topic, "Uncle, can you cook?"

"Uncle, you are not sloppy at all. Even the clothes you want to wear are folded so neatly, and the room is cleaned well quickly!"

There are two more reorganized guest bedrooms, with quilts stacked with edges and angles.

However, Zanglan was not surprised. After all, the uncle had served as a soldier, and Zanglan also knew that the things on the truck last time were all from someone else's, and that time the uncle just helped others take the shift.

Even Zanglan knew that Yan Lang had never had a girlfriend at the age of 28. He said this deliberately, but first, he didn't want Yan Lang to know that she was secretly talking to Zhao Changchun, and second, he was deliberately teasing Yan Lang.

Yan Lang went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and asked Zanglan to order a few dishes he wanted to eat. Without further ado, he started cooking, washing, cutting vegetables.

Zanglan sat on a soft-cushioned chair that Yan Lang brought her to her and was talking endlessly.

Although Zanglan can talk to herself, she is determined to know the answers to some questions. If Yan Lang doesn't answer, she can repeat them constantly like a repeater.

So Yan Lang basically had questions and answers in the end, because he really didn't want to repeat that sentence in his ears. Even if the little girl's voice sounded nice, he liked to listen to her.

"Wow, this room is the new home we will live in in the future! We will go shopping later. I will buy a lot of things and dress up the place!"

When he learned that this house was bought by Yan Lang as a wedding house for future marriage, Zanglan immediately looked at the house with different eyes. It was not an exaggeration to say that every floor tiles were full of tenderness.

Yan Lang smiled, not minding that Zanglan was preparing to make any earth-shaking transformation of this new house.

If she was willing to be the hostess of this room, he would be very satisfied.

The thrilling sound of chopping vegetables on the chopping board in the kitchen accompanied by the little girl's vibrant voice, which made Yan Lang feel the fireworks of ordinary life.

"Uncle, when will we go back to see my mother? You can't forget your mother with a wife. We will go home to see my mother tomorrow."

Zanglan did not mention Yan Lang's father or other relatives, because she had already found out everything from Zhao Changchun before she came.

Yan Lang heard a clue from here, and he paused with the action of cutting vegetables in his hand, turned his head and looked at her with a smile, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how did you find this place?"

At the beginning, let alone the address, even the name was not left. Yan Lang had been obsessed with emotional problems before, but now the emotional problems have been solved, so Yan Lang of course was in the mood to carefully sort out these "small problems" with this girl.

Zanglan, who was like a duck, suddenly silenced, shrank his shoulders and looked at Yan Lang carefully, and said tentatively, "Just, I went to Suizhou to find Uncle Zhao, and then I knew it here."

Yan Lang said "Oh" and didn't understand what it meant.

Zanglan secretly stared at Yan Lang's face, just like the result of "secret observation" at the beginning, and found nothing except that he found out that the uncle was really handsome and handsome.

After Zanglan admired his uncle, he was happy to find another safe topic and continue talking about it, but the phone rang.

The ringtone is very strange. It’s not Zanglan’s own, so it must be the uncle’s.

Zanglan stared at Yan Lang with bright eyes. Yan Lang wiped his hands and took out his cell phone from his pocket. As soon as he was about to answer, he raised his eyes and met Zanglan's little look of "I want to monitor you".

Originally, Yan Lang was about to go outside the kitchen to answer the phone, but Zanglan stared at him for a moment, then he clicked the phone in a funny way and answered it here.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I heard that a little girl came to you from another place to find you. Since they have come to you from so far away, why don't they take her home for a meal?"

Yan Lang's phone volume was turned on to the maximum, and Zanglan jumped up from the chair, cushioned his toes and pulled Yan Lang's arm with his hands, and directly brought his ears to "eavesdrop". Of course, he could hear everything on the other side of the phone clearly.

When Yan Lang heard what his mother said, his heart suddenly felt a sensation. Before he could cover his cell phone, Zanglan raised his chin and put his mouth over, "Auntie, my name is Zanglan. I am now with Brother Yan. How are you in the new house? Auntie, how are you doing?"

"Ah? Come here now? Is it convenient? Will you be too tired, auntie? Oh, okay, then Brother Yan and I will come here now."

"By the way, auntie, are there anything missing at home? Brother Yan and I bought it together on the road and brought it back."

Yan Lang looked at Zanglan holding his hand tightly holding his phone, and he was about to hang up. However, the sound was very crisp and loud, and there was no unstable breath at all. In this case, he finished the phone call.

Seeing that Zanglan and his mother laughed and said to him for a while, she hung up the phone when she saw him. Yan Lang really didn't know what she should say.

No, I don't even know what expression he should have.

Zanglan was quite capable when he grabbed the phone, but after robbing it, he became timid again. He hooked Yan Lang's neck and pouted and wanted to give him a fragrant kiss.

Yan Lang took the initiative to come over and cooperated with the kiss. Zanglan saw this and understood that the uncle was not angry, so he started to work hard again, "Uncle, we are all asleep. You don't want to take me home to see our mother, and said, are you going to refuse to admit your claim after you finish sleeping?"

In addition to sighing, Yan Lang could only sigh and raised his hand to rub the little girl's head, "I'm too rush to go back today. You're like that in the afternoon. Can you feel comfortable when you go back now?"

I understood that Yan Lang had already considered taking her back to see her parents, and Zanglan's temperament was smooth. She smiled and tiptoed and wrapped Yan Lang's kiss. When Yan Lang kissed her and was about to withdraw, Zanglan tightened her arms and forced Yan Lang to kiss her deeply.

A few minutes later, Yan Lang's breath was unstable. He pinched Zanglan's waist with both hands and pushed Zanglan's body a little away.

Zanglan's legs were weak and his head was dizzy, and his eyes were flexible. He could tell at a glance what other ideas were being made of.

"Don't make a fuss, aren't you going back to your mother's side? Just go out now, and you have to buy something on the way and waste time."

Yan Lang knew at a glance that the little girl was about to pester him and roll onto the bed again. Although he was also moved, the little girl could not be too careless when she saw her mother for the first time.

Zanglan also understood this truth, said "Oh" and took the opportunity to make compensation, "Uncle is here to accompany me tonight, I'm scared alone."

Yan Lang saw Zanglan let go of his hand and stood up straight, raised his hand to help her tidy up her clothes and hair, "Are you afraid of being alone? Then you can stay with your mother, I'll come here to sleep."

Naturally, I didn't think so in my heart. Yan Lang just deliberately teased this girl.

However, Zanglan believed it and drooped her head in frustration, while trying hard to think about how to please her mother-in-law for a while. It would be best if she could make her work hard to urge her to work harder and get her pregnant as soon as possible.

It is said that the elders who are urging marriage are like this, and Zanglan feels that this goal can be achieved through hard work.

Yan Lang packed up the things in the kitchen, sealed them with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. While he was also thinking about buying something on the road for a while, he didn't know that the very aggressive little girl was thinking about making trouble again.

The author has something to say: Little La Jiao: Uncle Wow, you actually think I am a repeater! Have you seen a repeater in your home that is as beautiful and cute as me? Why don’t you hug your baby repeater in your arms and kiss me? [Pout

Old driver:...【Trag away

Recently, the jj web page on my computer has been thrusting continuously and I can't reply to the message. In the previous chapter, a friend wanted a hidden identity reminder of Rong Qian.

Obscure spoilers: Yan Lang in this world is probably equivalent to mosquito repellent

ps: The third update! Today's update is over, and you will see you tomorrow [the love that is stained by a raindrop on the window glass.
Chapter completed!