The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

When Lin Anran walked into the treatment room, she happened to see that the little nurse's arms were looking around Zhan Zeyang's waist, her handsome face was blushing, and Zhan Zeyang was embarrassed.

Seeing Lin Anran, Zhan Zeyang stood up almost reflexively, "An Ran? Why are you here?"

An Ran stood at the door with a complicated expression, "Well...Worry-free tell me, you got injured on mission, I'll come over and take a look..."

Zhan Zeyang shook his head, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

An Ran looked at the shy-faced little nurse and nodded, "It's really good."

After speaking, An Ran retreated awkwardly. In the corridor, the sound of high heels was very loud.

"Worry Lin! Why didn't you make it clear that you made me embarrassed!" An Ran called Wuyou's cell phone.

"What's wrong with me?"

"What's the matter? Zhan Zeyang obviously suffered only a little bit of injury. You told me it was so serious, and it hurt me..." It made me run over like a lost soul, but people sat there like nothing, and there were still people beside me. A pretty little nurse.

At this moment, An Ran didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Sister, you misunderstood me. I said that Zhan Zeyang was injured on the mission, but I didn't say that he was seriously injured. It was you who ran out without listening to me. Are you going to blame me?" Worry-free retorted.

"Hang up!" An Ran hung up the phone angrily, feeling frustrated.

In the treatment room, Zhan Zeyang stood in a daze.

Lin Anran suddenly broke in and then left, making him a little confused.

"Commander, what are you still doing here in a daze! Why don't you go after Miss An Ran!"

"Yeah, everyone is angry, so don't chase it!"

Urged by the voice of his subordinates, Zhan Zeyang nodded, picked up the jacket set aside, and chased him directly.

Behind him, the little nurse said quickly, "I haven't finished bandaging yet!"

"It's this time, what else are you bandaging?" a soldier said.

"Who was Commander Cham just now?" the little nurse asked.

who?

Several soldiers glanced at each other, and all saw the answer in each other's eyes.

Who, Mrs. Future Commander!

An Ran was walking in front, suddenly feeling that someone seemed to be chasing him behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the shoulder was clasped by a big hand, "An Ran."

It's Zhan Zeyang's voice!

An Ran paused, turned around, and looked at Zhan Zeyang, who didn't even wear his jacket, and rushed over to Zhan Zeyang, "Why did you run out? Is the wound bandaged?"

"Small injury, it doesn't matter." Zhan Zeyang replied.

At this time, there was no one in the corridor, and the two of them stared at each other.

After a while of silence, Zhan Zeyang finally spoke, "Forgot to say, I wish you a happy birthday."

An Ran pursed her mouth and smiled, "Well, I received your gift."

Zhan Zeyang's handsome face looked at An Ran calmly, "I have been very busy lately, and today's time is relatively tight, so I can only give you that. Next time, I will prepare in advance."

"The crystal ball is good, I like it very much, and it can snow." An Ran lowered his head and pursed his mouth.

The female boss who used to be resolute and resolute in the past, at this moment, looks like a little girl who knows nothing about the world.

There was another silence. This time, An Ran spoke first, "Zhan Zeyang, I am 22 years old today."

"Well, I know." Zhan Zeyang nodded.

"Do you also know that I once signed an agreement with my dad, although that agreement was not signed by me willingly. But...In short, I am 22 years old and I can fall in love." As he said, An Ran raised his head. , Looked at the man in front of him who was one head taller than himself, "Do you know what I mean?"