Baby, wait until you grow up

Mi Lang was originally an impatient and uncertain person, but it was really valuable to quietly accompany An Boning to enjoy the flowers for a day.In the afternoon, the sun slanted to the west, and the warm sun burned the whole sky red, brilliant and dazzling.

Seeing that he didn't intend to leave at all, An Boning looked up at the sky, his father was going home soon.No matter what, he couldn't drive people away, so he had to ask: "Milan, I'm ready to cook, will you stay for dinner?"

Miran's heart blossomed with joy, and look, it was not without a little gain.

"Is it convenient?...You can cook, it's amazing. Then, do you need help?"

An Boning waved his hand, "I'll do it myself, you can watch TV in the living room." He chose a few tender green vegetables from the small vegetable garden and entered the house.

Miran chose the angle and sat on the sofa.From his direction, the busy figure of the boy could just be seen.Bo Ning was wearing a plain apron, with smooth black hair, a slender waist, and slender legs.

This is the type of boy he likes, and An Boning's quiet and clean demeanor makes him even more attracted.Mi Ran vowed secretly that no matter what, he would capture the boy and take him as his own!

When the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground sounded outside, the dishes that Bo Ning had cooked came out one by one, and he forgot to put the spoon and ran outside.

"dad."

An Hao caught the child who jumped at him, and held the spoon that Bo Ning skillfully avoided with one hand. The temperature of the iron spoon touched by his fingers was not too high. He twisted his son's earlobe, "Fool, what's the hurry? What if it gets hot? ?”

"I've already done it." The corner of the child's mouth curled up.

An Boning looked at him and smiled, "The kitten even ate the fish, right?"

An Boning tasted the salty food, and the corners of his mouth were accidentally stained with oil.He raised his chin, his face was tender, "Dad, wipe me clean."

An Hao raised his hand and wiped it with his fingers, then put his fingertips to his mouth, smacked, "Well, it tastes good."

The young man rolled his eyes at him, "Is dad a dog's tongue? You can taste it with such a little soup foam?"

"Baby's cooking is, of course, the best."

"Then dad, you have to finish all the dishes."

"it is good."

"uncle."

The clear greeting intervened in the intimate conversation between father and son, An Hao raised his eyes, a little surprise flashed across his face, "Mi Ran."

An Hao didn't know that Mi Lang hadn't left yet, while An Baining completely forgot that there were outsiders.Therefore, when Mi Lang saw this scene, he was quite surprised. It turned out that Bo Ning also had such a naughty and cute side.

After a meal, An Hao really felt that Mi Lang, a big boy, was a little too enthusiastic.