Chapter 32:

Juan Anluo pressed down the slightly confused thoughts in her head and said lightly, "I don't remember."

She Anmo scratched her head embarrassedly, "Ah, sorry, I forgot your memory ..."

"It's okay." An Luo apparently didn't want to talk about this topic, and froze in silence.

Just then, An Yudong stepped out of the study, looked at the TV screen, and said with a smile, "Anyan appears on TV all day. Haven't you bothered to watch it yet?" He walked over to pass After the TV, pushing An Luo's wheelchair to the restaurant, "ready to eat."



A small table has been served in the restaurant, and the dishes look very rich.

An Yudong pushed Anluo to the table, and he and Anmo sat across from him. He personally filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Anluo. He said gently, "Come, son, eat more. You are sick It's a lot thinner than before. "

An Luo nodded. "Thank you Dad."

Luan Yudong froze for a moment.

Anluo thought to himself, presumably Anluo was more indifferent than himself, and he didn't like to laugh too much. Every time when he smiled or thanked him, his family was surprised.

Luanluo didn't care, he calmly took the bowl he handed over, and quietly bowed down to eat.

After eating half a meal, I suddenly heard the door ringing, and then came the respectful voice of Wu Bo: "Master Four is back."

An Luo turned back in doubt.

The sound of stepping shoes on the floor gradually approached, and then a tall man came from the corner of the living room.

Alas—Anlo could not even find a suitable adjective to describe him.

This is a man who can become the focus of the audience at the moment of appearance, catching everyone's attention.

Different from An Yan's chic and romantic, An Ze in front of him is completely resolute and handsome of a man. The neat military uniform made his figure look very upright, and the medal on his chest symbolized the majesty of the commander.

Slinging the belt around his waist and the military boots on his feet, he showed a kind of integrity and coldness unique to soldiers.

He raised his head to his eyes, and An Luo's heart was suddenly startled, and the chopsticks reaching for the vegetables were also frozen—

That is the darkest and deepest eyes he has ever seen.

Tong's sharp eyes, like a cold and sharp sword, seemed to be able to cut through all obstacles and pierce directly into his softest heart.

Chapter12
Alas.
The eyes of the two brothers met directly, and no one planned to move away. Such silent gazes seemed to cause a moment of breathless solidification in the air. The air was evacuated, the surrounding air pressure rose sharply, and the room was quiet enough to clearly hear the ticking sound of a clock ticking on the wall.

She Anmo noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly smiled at Yuanchang: "Anze is back, have you eaten?"