"I'll come to your place another day."
What An Shi'an rejected was that he was not sloppy at all. When he said this to you someday, Ruru's ears became calloused.
The enthusiasm of having a hot face against a cold butt was gradually exhausted in this way. She watched helplessly as An Shian went to Lin Yanyun's yard, and could only helplessly stay there.
The wind blew across her face and chilled her heart.
An Shian happily carried the sesame pepper chicken and said as soon as he entered the door: "Yun'er, look what I bought you?"
Lin Yanyun was sitting on the couch in front of the window sewing tiger-head shoes for Brother Ping. She stood up pretending to be surprised and greeted him with a smile: "Did you buy anything good?"
An Shian shook the pepper chicken in his hand: "I bought it for you, it tastes great."
"I'm drooling just looking at it. Did you buy it at Old Liu's house?"
"That's the one, the time-honored one."
Lin Yanyun showed a very moved expression: "You have to queue for a long time at that house. The uncle queued up for my poor concubine. I really didn't expect to have such a blessing."
An Shi'an's eyes were gentle and doting: "I'm not busy today, so I went to line up and buy something. It's a small thing, don't worry about it."
He changed the subject and asked, "What are you busy with?"
Lin Yanyun showed the baby shoes to An Shian: "I'm making shoes for Brother Ping, but my hands are clumsy and they don't look very good."
A beautiful smile appeared on her fair face, like light shining on a blooming flower.
An Shi'an's heart felt warm, and his heart was hot and soft. You could tell from his eyes that he had fallen.
"It looks good. I want to thank you on behalf of Brother Ping."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, ambiguity grew, feelings surged, and An Shi'an had the desire to have sex with her in the next second.
Lin Yanyun looked away: "I happen to be hungry, let's eat chicken."
"good."
The lustful An Shi'an stopped his impulse in time and smiled at Lin Yanyun pretending to be natural.
The two walked to the couch by the window and sat on both sides of the small table. Xi'er put away the needlework on the table.
Taking the plate, chopsticks and serving the pepper chicken, An Shian pulled off a large chicken drumstick and brought it to Lin Yanyun's mouth: "Here."
His movements were deft and gentle.
Lin Yanyun was used to being fed. She opened her mouth and took a bite of the chicken leg without any discomfort. She chewed it carefully and it tasted delicious, spicy, spicy and refreshing. She gave An Shian a thumbs up.
"tasty."
She ate happily, and An Shian was also happy, feeding her one bite after another as if feeding a child.
Lin Yanyun also pulled off another chicken leg and fed it to An Shian's mouth. The two of them fed each other, one and the other.
After eating the chicken, An Shian still had no intention of leaving. Many times he wanted to stay overnight at Lin Yanyun's place, but Lin Yanyun would not let him stay here every time.
He has always respected Lin Yanyun and thought that Lin Yanyun might not drive him away today.
Lin Yanyun picked up the red baby ax shoes she had just made and said happily to An Shian: "Uncle, do you think these shoes will fit Brother Ping? I have never hugged Brother Ping and they won't fit." Know what size he wears.”
"Xi'er, go to Madam and bring Brother Ping."
"Let Brother Ping try it and you will know."
Lin Yanyun was shocked and didn't expect An Shian to ask his servants to bring Brother Ping. Yu Lan was very taboo about her getting close to Brother Ping. An Shian's doing this was undoubtedly a stab in Yu Lan's heart.
"yes."
Xi'er happily followed the order and went to Yulan to hug Brother Ping.
Brother Ping had just finished feeding, and Yu Lan was holding him in his arms to lull him to sleep, pacing back and forth and singing sleep songs in a low voice.
When he heard Xi'er said that he wanted to take Brother Ping to Lin Yanyun's place, Yu Lan suddenly felt as if he had been fed rotten rice.
Liu'er refused with a straight face: "It's time for Brother Ping to go to bed. If Auntie is interested, please bring the shoes. If Brother Ping can wear them, my wife will wear them."
Xi'er: "Madam, it was the uncle who asked the slave to come over and give Brother Ping a hug for my aunt. It would be difficult for the slave to go back alone."
Yu Lan gritted her back molars, endured the humiliation, and said with a cold face: "I'll carry you over."
She personally carried Brother Ping to Chunhua Pavilion.
When she walked to the yard, she heard the laughter of Lin Yanyun and An Shian. These sounds were like knives cutting her flesh one by one.
She endured the discomfort, held Brother Ping in her arms and walked in with a smile.
"My aunt has made shoes for our brother Ping. Let's see if they fit."
Her tone was brisk, her smile was calm, and there was no trace of emotion.
Lin Yanyun secretly cursed: "You're pretty good at pretending. Let's see how long you can keep pretending."
"Hail, madam."
She bowed respectfully to Lan.
"Aunt Lin is really ingenious. These tiger-head shoes are so beautifully sewn."
She glanced at a pair of baby shoes on the table and gave a couple of duplicitous compliments.
An Shian said gently: "Yun'er made it for our brother. It's hard for her to have such thoughts."
Yu Lan taught Brother Ping: "Let's try the shoes. Dad said that these shoes must be good, right Brother Ping."
While talking, she sat at Lin Yanyun's seat, and Lin Yanyun stood to one side.
Yu Lan exposed Brother Ping's white and tender feet from the quilt and put on the shoes made by Lin Yanyun.
"It's a bit too big, Brother Ping can wear it if it's longer." She said with a smile.
Lin Yanyun smiled and answered: "I will make another pair for the young master."
An Shian: "Yun'er has never hugged Brother Ping. I guess it's normal for him to be a little older. Yun'er, please hug Brother Ping."
Yu Lan paused in her heart. No matter how unwilling she was, she had to hide her expression. She had to be decent and generous in front of An Shi'an.
"Come, auntie, give me a hug." She forced a smile.
Lin Yanyun felt extremely proud and stepped forward to hug brother Ping. The small and handsome Ping brother has inherited the good looks of the An family.
The moment she held the child, her heart softened, and the smile on her lips naturally brightened. Suddenly Brother Ping giggled at her.
This made Lin Yanyun even happier: "The young master smiled."
Yu Lan's heart was burning, and she was angry at why her son smiled at this bitch, even though she pretended to be calm and calm on the surface.
An Shi'an laughed: "It means that Brother Ping likes you. Brother Ping usually doesn't smile. Smiling at you means that he knows that you are his savior."
"Children are all spiritual." Yu Lan said this duplicitously.
After chatting for a while, she took Brother Ping back on the grounds that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.
The first thing she did after returning home was to tell Liu'er to prepare warm water for Brother Ping to take a bath. She would not let Brother Ping leave the smell of that bitch on him.
An Shian had no intention of leaving while Lin Yanyun was still there.
"Uncle, it's getting late and it's time to go back." Lin Yanyun spoke again to chase him away.
