Zhao Ranran is the daughter of Yan Zhun’s mother’s best friend’s house.

He is sixteen years old this year and is in his second year of high school.

The two families used to be neighbors, and their relationship has always been good, and they even recognized each other's godmother.

A few years ago, Zhao Ranran's family had a home to get a house ticket for relocation, so Yan Zhun's family also borrowed money to go to the outer ring road to get a new house.

When the new house came down, because the second campus of the school where Zhao Ranran was studying was near the new house, Zhao Ranran's family moved there first.

At the beginning of this spring, Yan Zhun's parents moved in to buy him a wedding house, and the two families became neighbors again.

The new house is too far from the city center. Zhao Ranran attends cram school in the Cultural Palace during the summer vacation. It is inconvenient to go back and forth to get to get out of class. As soon as her mother found Yan Zhun's mother to discuss, she handed Zhao Ranran to Yan Zhun's hands and asked him to help take care of her.

Anyway, the two families have a good relationship, and the two children have grown up together since childhood, and they are no different from their brothers and sisters. Yan Zhun asked Yan Zhun to take care of Zhao Ranran. Both families were relieved, but Yan Zhun was not very happy.

Don’t look at Zhao Ranran calling him brother, she actually doesn’t deal with him in private.

When he was a child, Zhao Ranran had a small nose, small eyes and dark skin. Yan Zhun thought she looked ugly and didn't want to pay attention to her.

When she grew up, it was because Zhao Ranran was in her youth rebellious period and had a temper that even her parents dared to contradict her. Yan Zhun didn't want to provoke her.

After hanging up my mother's phone, Yan Zhun had to put on his shoes again and drive over to the Cultural Palace to pick up someone.

When he arrived at the place, Yan Zhun stopped the car and called Zhao Ranran.

When the phone was connected, Yan Zhun asked: "Where is it?"

Zhao Ranran's voice was crisp: "Come here at the gate."

Yan Zhun looked for him. If Zhao Ranran hadn't seen him come first, he would have almost never recognized him.

There is no need to wear a school uniform during the holidays. Zhao Ranran wore a tight T-shirt and a short skirt, revealing two straight and slender legs. She drooped her hair on a hot day and had a few strands of dyed.

Yan Zhun looked at Zhao Ranran with light makeup on his face and delicate figure, and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar. He seemed to remember the little girl who fell into the coal pile and could not find her without bothering to find her. She grew up all of a sudden.

Otherwise, it would be said that one can cover up all the ugliness. Zhao Ranran's dressing up, except that her facial features are a little ordinary and her temperament is not picky. Her cold-eyed and cold-eyed look looks quite unique, and she should be the type that boys of their age would like.

Unfortunately, when Zhao Ranran spoke, all her expressions were ruined.

She frowned and looked at Yan Zhun with an unwilling look on her face: "What, do you really want me to live in your place?"

Yan Zhun: "Your godmother gave me oral instructions."

After saying that, he reached out to take Zhao Ranran's heavy schoolbag and carefully looked at Zhao Ranran's appearance that looked very similar to her father. Even if he was unwilling, he had to admit that it was right for a girl to change her life. Zhao Ranran's appearance with a flat nose and small eyes was really attractive after she pulled the strip.

Yan Zhun thought worriedly in his mind that no matter what, he would not be able to make trouble at all. If he could bear other things, he would have to endure them. After all, since childhood, Zhao Ranran's parents really didn't pick on him.

On the way back, Yan Zhun turned the front of the car and headed to the supermarket on the left street.

He has lived alone recently. At night, he has always ordered takeout or made a bucket for easy treatment. However, today Zhao Ranran came here, and he, the older brother, must be treated to him.

Zhao Ranran didn't speak along the way, with a stern face. She obviously didn't want to go back with Yan Zhun, nor did she want to live there.

Yan Zhun turned his car to the parking lot at the entrance of the supermarket. Zhao Ranran turned to look at the entrance of the supermarket in front of him, and asked in surprise: "Do you want to buy something?"

Yan Zhun explained: "There is no food at home, come and buy some."

Zhao Ranran frowned, said nothing, and followed him out of the car.

When he arrived at the vegetable area, Yan Zhun was a little eager to try it. He wanted to see how much experience value the cooking skills can increase, and he also wanted to try out what the food made with full-level cooking skills looks like.

Yan Zhun was in a good mood and talked too much. While choosing vegetables, he asked Zhao Ranran casually: "Do you have any dishes you want to eat? You can do anything."

Zhao Ranran widened her eyes: "No, you want to go back to cook?"

Yan Zhun chose a few fresh-looking corianders and put them in a bag and put them in the shopping cart: "Well, don't worry, I can make them."

Zhao Ranran looked like she had no idea of ​​complaining: "You are the only one who still cooks? Just take it down, don't kill me. Brother, you'd better invite me to eat Japanese food! I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Yan Zhun pushed the cart over to choose tomatoes: "What kind of Japanese food should you eat? Seafood is all hot and prone to acne. How about I make a pot bun for you? Don't you like it the most?"

Zhao Ranran had to lower his request: "Okay, then don't eat Japanese food, let's go to the whole family to have fun? His pot buns and meat are the most authentic."

Yan Zhun was thinking about how many more dishes to cook at night, so that he would know whether the experience value would increase according to the quantity of dishes or based on three meals a day.

Hearing this, he responded absent-mindedly: "What I did is not worse than the family fun. If you don't believe me, you will know if you try it later."

Zhao Ranran was furious: "Why are you so stingy? Isn't it just treating me to a meal?"

Yan Zhun didn't spoil her and snorted coldly: "I'm just picky. If you don't want to eat, go home. But let's agree first, you can explain to your mother yourself!"

Although Zhao Ranran was a little rebellious and was used to fighting Yan Zhun with both big and small, she was still afraid of her mother. Otherwise, she would not have moved here obediently and stayed in Yan Zhun. She would not be comfortable at home if she was living under someone else’s roof.

From childhood to adulthood, Yan Zhun would move out her mother to threaten her as long as she wanted to deal with her. But she didn't dare to make her mother angry, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Yan Zhun spent a long time in the supermarket. In addition to vegetables, eggs, meat and seafood, he also bought a lot of seasonings. Some of them were not paid attention to, but when he thought about it, various dishes that were suitable for each seasoning appeared in front of him. He bought all the seasonings that he could use based on the dishes he wanted to cook.

After buying all the things that should be bought, Yan Zhun looked at Zhao Ranran who was pouting and sulking behind him. In the future, this girl would have to live with him. If you don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face, don’t make the relationship too stiff.

Yan Zhun took the initiative to ask: "What drink do you want to drink? I'll go in line first, and you'll take it over after you pick it up."

Zhao Ranran snorted coldly, and turned around and ran away without any politeness.

When Yan Zhun was about to get a seat, Zhao Ranran came back and carried two cans of beer and two bottled cocktails.

She put the wine in the shopping cart and was about to speak when Yan Zhun patted her head.

"What are you doing!"

Zhao Ranran protested.

Yan Zhun reached out to pick up the wine: "Are you an adult? Little brat, what wine should you drink?"

"Who stipulates that you can't drink alcohol if you are not a grown-up! I drink it all at home!!"

Zhao Ranran reached out to try to grab it back, but Yan Zhun hit him again.

"Okay, call your mother now. As long as she nods, I will pay for the payment immediately."

Yan Zhun threw out a threatening word lightly, pushed the car forward, and when he got to the place, he began to get things from the car to the counter.

On the way home, Zhao Ranran was so angry that she didn't say a word to Yan Zhun.

Yan Zhun was so happy that he ignored her.
Chapter completed!