Special Forces: Angry Kick Tang Xinyi at the Beginning
47 Smelly smelly brother

Ye Shouzhe

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"Stinky brother!" Anran washed her face and quickly came out of the bathroom. Ye Shouzheng saw Anran coming out from afar with red eyes.

He couldn't help but touch the sachet that An Ran had given him before.

He thought to himself, Oh no! She found out!"

He was too relaxed with An Ran.

I forgot to activate the system!

"Brother, there's no meat for vegetarian meals. Let's go to the supermarket to buy something to eat in the afternoon, okay?”

"Not good. It's not worth it to return to the army soon.”

"I'll buy some ingredients and make your favorite braised chicken wings.”

Ye Shouzheng didn't say anything. His eyes were half-closed as if he was thinking. Anran stared at him and continued to probe.

"Sour and spicy shredded potatoes?"

"Kelp pork ribs soup?"

He paused, blinked and hesitated for a few seconds before nodding at her.

"Let's go."

An Ran couldn't help but reveal a triumphant smile. Her white teeth were neatly reflected between her lips, and they were bright red. Her lips were red and her teeth were white.

There was a big supermarket at the intersection ahead of their residence. The two of them walked side by side on the street that was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun. It was time for work and class to end. The street was filled with students in school uniforms and white-collar workers in shirts and skirts.

The pedestrians were in a hurry, and there were hawkers hawking along the way. The fragrance of all kinds of food mixed in the air, and the sound of noise filled their ears.

Being in it, the surroundings were filled with the smell of fireworks.

Ye Shou Zheng rarely felt like this. He always carried a resolute and indifferent air as he passed through the crowd. It was as if he had a protective shield around him. The people passing by had nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, perhaps because there was another person beside him, he began to sense the changes in his surroundings.

His sleeve was tugged.

Ye Shouzheng turned his head, and Anran looked at him with bright eyes. A small hand moved from his sleeve to his wrist, then slipped into his pocket, and her warm and soft fingertips touched his hand.

Anran held his hand and smiled faintly.

Her delicate eyes curved slightly, and two small dimples appeared on her fair face. The arc of her red lips was very beautiful.

Ye Shouzheng shook off her hand as if he had been electrocuted. His expression darkened slightly.

"It's not like I'll die from holding it…"

Anran mumbled softly behind him. After a while, she rolled her eyes and leaned over again. She winked at him and coaxed,""I'll hold your hand and cook some lean meat porridge for you…"

Ye Shouzheng's face remained calm as he ignored her, and his footsteps were like the wind.

At this moment, the two of them were like two children, accommodating each other without knowing it.

When the two of them finished shopping and went out, it was already early evening. The night was low, and there were a few small stars dotted above. There were more people on the street, and it was noisy and lively.

The bag in An Ran's right hand was suddenly taken over by the person beside her.

She turned her head to the side. Ye Shouzheng's expression was as usual. He carried the big bag in his hand and did not stop walking. The transparent plastic bag was interlaced between his fair and well-defined fingers, and the veins on the back of his hand could be vaguely seen.

An Ran smiled secretly and followed beside him. Her footsteps couldn't help but become lighter.

The ten-minute journey felt like only a few seconds.

After entering, An Ran went to the kitchen to clean up the ingredients. Ye Shouzheng poured a glass of water and leaned against the door to drink it casually and naturally.

Her movements were very nimble. In a short while, she was on the cutting board. She waved the kitchen knife in her hand skillfully and cleanly. The light yellow fat potato became evenly thin threads with a few thuds and scattered on the cutting board.

She was wearing a light blue plaid apron with her sleeves casually piled up at her elbows. Her ponytail was loosely tied up behind her head and rolled up with a rubber band. It was fluffy and messy, and her stray hair was also tied behind her ears.

Halfway through the cutting, the strand of hair mischievously fell down and covered the corner of her eyes. Anran stopped what she was doing and raised her arm to rub it behind her ear. However, her sleeve slipped down again.

She used her other wrist to push it up again and then continued what she had just done. However, after a few moments, the cuff fell down loosely again.

She sighed helplessly and was about to put down the things in her hands to wash her hands when Ye Shouzheng walked over.

"Let me do it."

He placed the glass of water in his hand on the counter and lowered his head to carefully roll up her sleeves. The light blue fabric was folded layer by layer from the cuffs, and his slightly cold fingertips brushed against her skin.

An Ran stared blankly at his delicate eyebrows, and a wave of electricity came from the subtle touch of his sleeve.

His head was slightly lowered, and his buzz cut made him look extremely energetic. On his face that could not be tanned no matter how much he tanned, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, colorful and beautiful.

Her fair face and rosy lips.

An Ran couldn't help but miss him.

Ye Shouzheng carefully helped her fix it before he raised his head. At this moment, An Ran's face was very close.

He could almost feel her warm and moist breath.

Their eyes met.

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