Chapter 46:

Juan Anluo said, "I see, Dad."

Luan Yudong then hung up the phone with confidence.

After hanging up the phone, An Luo turned the wheelchair to the living room and found that only An Mo was sitting on the sofa eating fruit, and An Yan and An Ze were not there.

Seeing him coming out, Zhao Anmo immediately smiled and said, "Brother, come and eat the fruit. The grapes brought by An Yan are very fresh." He seemed very sullen. As soon as he was free, he would definitely take a plate of fruit.

An Luo slid the wheelchair to the table, picked up a bunch of grapes, picked one and put it in his mouth. He frowned slightly because it was too sweet. Then he put the rest back into the fruit tray and said, "It's too sweet. . "

An Mo said earnestly: "This black grape is a new genetically modified variety, which tastes very sweet. My brother doesn't like to eat sweet, you can taste the green one, the green one is sour." Bunches of green grapes with drops of water.

Luanluo had no interest in the sweet and sour grapes he said. He blocked the grapes delivered by An Mo and whispered, "No, you can eat it yourself."

"Oh." An Mo smiled, took the grapes back and picked them one by one.

Wu Anluo was silent for a moment, and asked in doubt: "What about Anze and Anyan?"

Suan An Mo replied, "They went to play tennis."

An Anluo frowned slightly. "Playing tennis?"

Lu Anmo nodded, "Well, both of them like to play tennis. There is a tennis court behind the villa. An Ze said that he would be fine in the afternoon, and just had a good discussion, so he called An Yan to play."

Su An Luo suddenly felt a weird feeling, as if An Ze had deliberately supported An Yan away.

When he was in the bedroom before, the intense emotion that An Ze flashed in his eyes instantly made An Luo's heart a little uneasy. He didn't know what had happened between the brothers, and he didn't understand what the emotion of Anzai was because of his keen intuition, which made him feel that Anzawa's attitude towards his brother didn't seem simple. .

Looking out of the window of the living room, on the court not far away, two tall young men are seriously playing, they obviously are not playing for fun. The fight between you and me seems very fierce.

An Ze wore a bare black vest with open arms. The sweat on the wheat-colored skin glowed a layer of lustrous luster under the sun. The strong and beautiful muscles on the arm were also fully exposed. This outfit made his figure look Going up is very and charming, when running, like a strong leopard dormant in the forest.

He played like his character, calm, decisive, and clear. He was also very powerful in hitting the ball, fast and fierce, making it too late for the opponent to fight. Fortunately, An Yan is very skillful in playing. One of the brothers wins with speed and strength, and the other uses tricks and tricks to make enemies. The two played for a long time, losing or winning. In the end, they did not differentiate.

This is undoubtedly a very exciting and exciting game.

An Luo sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room and watched the tennis match. Some fragmentary pictures of the past life appeared before him. Once, An Yang often went to the tennis court with his lover Su Zihang to play. I didn't want to go anymore, because An Luo would only feel like a knife in his heart when he stood by and watched the two of them looking at each other and smiling.

In the world of Anyang and Su Zihang, he can only be a bystander.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, this is the current situation. The familiar names of Anyang and Su Zihang have already passed away, and their memories have gradually blurred after the rebirth. The two clear faces in front of them belong to their own rebirth. The next two younger brothers-An Yan and An Ze.

An Luo looked at the two younger brothers in a complicated mood. Until now, although they have not had much contact with them, they probably understand the different personalities of the two, whether it is An Yan's arrogance or An Ze's calmness. Personality is not what An Luo likes. Relatively speaking, cousin An Mo is the easiest to get along with.

He seemed to be aware of An Luo's gaze, and An Ze suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the living room.

Although there is a glass window between the two, the penetrating power of that sharp eye has penetrated directly into the bottom of the heart in an instant, as if the bright eyes can understand everything, making An Luo's heart slightly shaken. , Could not help but firmly grip the handle of the wheelchair.

He is not accustomed to staring directly at people like this, and he does not like the feeling of being seen through his heart. The icy shell, which has finally been constructed, will never allow anyone to break in.

An An Luo looked away calmly, ignored him, and turned his head back to the living room.