The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Zhan Zeyang's eyes were slightly startled, and his pupils flickered, looking at Lin Anran.

Seeing that the other party was not talking, An Ran was a little worried, "Are you a wood Zhan Zeyang? My words are so obvious, don't you understand what I mean?"

Zhan Zeyang still did not respond, but his pupils flickered more clearly.

An Ran is a bit hot, even if this man is a combat machine, as Wuyou said, he is 28 years old now.

Does a 28-year-old man have no love at all?

Could it be that she has not been obvious enough to him for so many years?

"Zhan Zeyang!" An Ran raised his voice, "Do I have to be so straightforward?"

An Ran suddenly felt a little frustrated, but who made her like such a piece of wood! She can only recognize it! Although, confession is mostly done by men.

However, she can resist even the burden of the Lin clan. What a confession is such a thing!

Anyway, this is only once in my life!

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

An Ran thought, after taking a deep breath, he looked up at Zhan Zeyang, "Zhan Zeyang, I like you, I think..."

Before An Ran could finish her words, the tall man standing opposite her stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm, and moved forward.

The girl's delicate body ran straight into the man's hard embrace.

Bang bang!

An Ran felt that her heartbeat was bursting, and it was not until she actually felt the heartbeat from Zhan Zeyang that she realized that what was happening now was true.

Zhan Zeyang hugged her!

"I thought you would never say this to me." Zhan Zeyang said.

"Huh? What..." An Ran was stunned. At this moment, she had no way to think.

"I like you."

That deep and **** "I like you" completely fell into An Ran's.

However, she still immediately noticed that Zhan Zeyang's originally bandaged wound began to ooze blood again.

"Zhan Zeyang, your injury." She moved, but the other party held her tighter.

An Ran didn't dare to move anymore, worried that it might be involved in the other's wounds.

In the ear, Zhan Zeyang's voice sounded again, "I waited for you to like me. I waited for ten years."

Ho!

An Ran's pupils trembled!

ten years!

That's not longer than she has been in love with him!

But, it's so long, why didn't she feel it at all? She has been chasing all the time, okay!

"Do you remember what I told you when I graduated from high school?" Zhan Zeyang asked.

An Ran shook her head. It was all ten years ago, how could she remember.

Zhan Zeyang sighed somewhat disappointed, and then said, "I said, I hope you grow up quickly."

"I……"

"At that time, you were too young. So, I always thought that my feelings for you were abnormal, so I have been restraining."

"Restrain?" An Ran's head was still dumbfounded, "But, when I grow up, you don't need to restrain..."

The man chuckled at this moment, "Yes, you did grow up later. Then you remember when you were eighteen, did I ask you anything?"

"Huh?" An Ran shook his head again, saying that he didn't remember.

Zhan Zeyang sighed again, and he knew that this little girl would not remember, "I asked you, what kind of man do you like? You answered me, you Lin Anran don’t need a man, and you don’t know how to fall in love, especially with Talk to a man older than himself."

Until now, Zhan Zeyang still remembers the determined expression on An Ran's face when he said this.

"I...I didn't it because there was an agreement with my father!" An Ran didn't expect that at that time, Zhan Zeyang remembered his unintentional sentence.

As for the latter man who wouldn't talk to him older than herself, An Ran carefully recalled that it should be during that time that she often saw her parents showing affection, completely treating her and Wuyou as an accident.

So I am very upset. I have been arguing for a while, and I will definitely not find a man older than me in the future!

But at that time, she had no intention of falling in love at all.

Zhan Zeyang is six years older than An Ran, and since then, he has completely put away his heart.