Seeing him coming downstairs, Zhou Yun hurriedly greeted him, "Come and eat, Xiao Ran."
On the side, Zhao Ping grunted, "Sleeping until the sun rises, why don't you just sleep until tomorrow morning?"
Zhao Ping was demanding towards this son of his, while his attitude towards him was always nonchalant, every time the two met, they actually couldn't say a few words peacefully at all before they would get into a fight.
After all, Zhao Ran is not an obedient master either.
Zhao Ran rolled her eyes in her heart, "What? How long I sleep is also in your way?"
Zhao Ping was infuriated by his attitude and directly slammed the chopsticks in his hand onto the table, "Asshole, how do you talk to your father?"
Zhao Ran didn't take this so-called father seriously and opened his mouth, "I don't have a father, when I was eight years old, when my mom died, my father died with her."
Zhao Ping was so angry that he couldn't walk, he couldn't eat any more, pointing at Zhao Ran, he couldn't say anything.
Zhou Yun on the side was busy standing out to round up the situation, she knew that these two masters can't meet each other, she patted the old Zhao's hand, then she looked at Zhao Ran again, slightly shook her head, "Xiao Ran, don't be like this, you just got up and surely you are hungry, sit down and eat first, right?"
Zhao Ran looked at her and moved away from her tender neck again, "No need for you to care."
Zhou Yun was a little aggrieved and turned her head away, since Xiao Ran became an adult, he slowly distanced himself from her a lot, but in the beginning, she had always treated Xiao Ran as her own son, and she could see that Xiao Ran obviously also liked herself as a stepmother, but ......
was it that he had not done enough to qualify? Zhou Yun could not help but feel a little red at the corners of her eyes.
Zhao Ping on the side of anger, is ready to continue to point to Zhao Ran's nose to scold, Zhou Yun noticed his action, and quickly tugged on his hand, "Lao Zhao, forget it, do not be angry, Xiao Ran yesterday boat and car hard, must be tired so moody, do not bother with him, and you do not still have to go to the business trip today, now time is not too early, you do not delay the ride. "
Zhao Ping gasped for breath and gave his sinful son another furious look, but he really didn't say anything more, got up and slammed the door.
Che, always like this, Zhao Ran muttered in his heart.
The atmosphere was quiet and a bit scary, Zhou Yun tentatively asked, "Xiao Ran, the porridge is still hot in the pot, I'll give you a bowl, okay?"
Still little mom is good to herself, Zhao Ran came back to his senses, "Good."
Seeing him agree, Zhou Yun was a bit happy, got up and went into the kitchen, not realizing that behind her, Zhao Ran was looking at her from top to bottom.
The skirt on the woman's body was just long enough to reach her calf, and as she walked, her smooth and slender calves appeared.
Zhao Ran's mind suddenly recalled the scene he saw last night, where the woman's legs were wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen.
If one is wrapped by these legs, the taste should be good, right?
Zhao Ran licked his dry lips.
In the middle of his reverie, Zhou Yun has already brought out a bowl of porridge, slightly bending over, and placed the porridge in front of him.
From Zhao Ran's perspective, the woman bent over just enough to reveal a charming career line.
Zhou Yun's voice sounded immediately after, "Xiao Ran, take a quick look at how it looks?"
"Looks good." Zhao Ran said so, but his eyes didn't even move away from the person in front of him.
The woman's deep cleavage made him want to lift his shirt to find out more.
