After hanging up the phone with her sister, Liu Qianqian stayed in the guest room for half an hour, but she couldn't stay any longer.
Although I was a little afraid to face Yang Fan, there are three urgent things to do.
There was no bathroom in the guest room, and Liu Qianqian couldn't hold it anymore.
She secretly opened the door and moved quietly towards Aunt Thirteen's room, while Liu Qianqian secretly gathered information from the living room.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was busy setting the stage and didn't notice it.
After Liu Qianqian moved to the door of Aunt Thirteen's room, she turned the handle carefully, fearing that any sound would alarm Yang Fan.
With a "click", Aunt Thirteen's bedroom door closed.
After entering, Liu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, she especially hoped that Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo were at home.
Although Yang Fan now looks like a gentleman and has no idea what love is, Liu Qianqian is still a little afraid to face him.
Liu Qianqian went in and out, but Yang Fan didn't react. Gungun beside him let out a roar, as if to remind Yang Fan that Liu Qianqian had entered Aunt Thirteen's room.
Yang Fan did not respond to Gun Gun, as he was conscientiously building a fairy tale world.
Sanbao wandered around the living room, sometimes stopping to curiously look at the little world created by Yang Fan.
The cat is just as curious as Guoguo. When seeing something interesting, Sanbao will stretch out his paw to touch it.
It wasn't until it knocked over an ornament that it got so scared that it ran away.
Yang Fan was very tolerant of Sanbao, but he still pretended to roar at it to prevent it from continuing to make trouble.
The Monkey King, who likes to sit on the balcony and watch the river view, is not on the balcony at this moment, but in the house.
It circled around one small world after another, sniffing here and there, as if looking for something.
These toys were once Guoguo’s treasures.
It’s just that kids tend to get bored easily and Guoguo’s favorite toys won’t last more than a week.
She didn't like them anymore, so Aunt Thirteen had to put them away to avoid cluttering the house.
The Monkey King was smelling these toys, probably reminiscing about the old days.
They also existed in the golden retriever's memory, and if he smelled them carefully, he could recall those memories.
To it, memory is a kind of taste, sealed in Guoguo's various toys.
When Sanbao ran past the Monkey King, the Monkey King glanced at the knocked-down Small World, and without even looking at Sanbao, he stretched out his claws and pinned Sanbao to the ground.
Sanbao screamed, attracting Gungun over.
The three babies started to fight each other, but Yang Fan ignored them. They were just too energetic and that was the nature of the fight. It would be difficult for him to stop them from fighting, so he had to take them out for a stroll.
Not long after, the set entered the final stage, and Yang Fan saw Liu Qianqian coming out of Aunt Thirteen's room shyly.
Originally her face was normal, but after meeting Yang Fan's eyes, Liu Qianqian's face suddenly became hot. She pretended to be calm and asked, "Yang Fan, do you need my help?"
His eyes scanned the fairy tale world, and finally landed on the water dispenser on the wall. Yang Fan said, "Help me move the water dispenser three or four meters to the right."
Liu Qianqian looked towards the water dispenser and her eyes suddenly widened.
Why don't you let me carry the gas tank
Although I should be able to carry the empty gas tank, if I really did, it would damage my image as a fairy who is detached from the world.
"I was kidding you." Yang Fan said with a smile, "Go to the kitchen and cook for me. We'll prepare the side dishes later. By the time we're done, Aunt Thirteen and Guo Guo should be home. They just sent me a message and are about to get off the high-speed train."
"Aren't we going to pick up Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo?" Liu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. Asking her to carry the gas tank now would be no less embarrassing than asking her to stick her butt out for Yang Fan to see.
"No need, the driver and assistant will pick them up." Yang Fan said.
In the past, Thirteenth Aunt liked to order Yang Fan around, but now she doesn’t like that anymore.
Because they are their own family now, she began to feel sorry for Yang Fan. If possible, she would avoid troubling him or making him tired, and would do it herself.
Yang Fan's tone when speaking to Liu Qianqian now was not stiff or cold, but because he got off the car halfway before, Liu Qianqian felt that it seemed like that.
He is unhappy.
Liu Qianqian thought this was a normal reaction. She was the one who seduced him first, but she ran away.
You can't play it like this.
"Yang Fan, are you angry with me?" Liu Qianqian asked in a low voice.
Yang Fan wondered: "Why am I angry?"
Liu Qianqian opened her mouth. This guy still tasted the same as before.
Do you want her to say it herself
How embarrassing!
"I'm not mentally prepared yet, and I'm a little scared." Liu Qianqian said in a low voice, her face flushed.
Yang Fan was surprised: "You really want to deepen our relationship?"
This bastard asked this question and Liu Qianqian ran away immediately.
Go to the kitchen and cook.
I can’t cook, but I can still cook rice, Liu Qianqian is very confident.
However, when it came to putting rice into the pot, Liu Qianqian was in trouble.
She had no idea how many meters she had to go down.
She didn't want to ask Yang Fan at this time. First, she felt it was too embarrassing. Second, she felt that asking such questions would make her seem useless.
After careful study, Liu Qianqian cooked half a pot of rice.
After washing the rice, Liu Qianqian was in trouble again.
How much water is appropriate
While I was thinking, Yang Fan came into the kitchen.
"Don't you know that raw rice will expand several times bigger when it is cooked?" Seeing the pile of rice in the pot, Yang Fan sighed secretly, she is indeed a rich family's daughter, she is so spoiled that she can't even cook.
Liu Qianqian's face turned red again. If she wanted to make things a fait accompli, she would indeed become swell.
"Is it too much?" Liu Qianqian asked a little embarrassedly.
"Forget it, I'll make fried rice tomorrow." Yang Fan took the rice pot from Liu Qianqian's hand and let Liu Qianqian do it herself. It was very likely that the rice would either not be cooked through or turn into porridge.
After cooking the rice, the two of them prepared the side dishes together, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
"Does your sister always have a good temper?" Yang Fan asked Liu Qianqian while he was busy.
"Almost. The only person she is mean to is me." Liu Qianqian said pertinently.
"No quarrel?" Yang Fan said with a smile.
"We definitely had a fight." Liu Qianqian didn't hide it: "But I know that she was being mean to me for my own good. I get angry easily with people I don't like, and I'm not willing to give in at all. I know that's not good, but I just can't control it. When my sister is mean to me, I don't know why, but I feel at ease for no reason."
"That's magical." Yang Fan didn't understand the tacit understanding and telepathy between twins. It was a bit mysterious and there was no science or reason to explain it.
Liu Qianqian suddenly said, "My sister is mean to me, but I don't feel disgusted or bear a grudge. In fact, there is another acquired reason."
"What is it?" Yang Fan asked as he chopped the red pepper.
Liu Qianqian said: "Maybe mom and sister don't remember it. It happened when I was a child. My sister and I were both sick at that time. I don't know what went wrong with me, so I asked mom. If my sister and I were both dying, we could only transplant each other's organs and only one of us could survive, and mom would choose who would live."