Nanxi blinked blankly. What''s the situation? Isn''t she awake? In reality, Zhang Yichen is very hairy, okay!

    Reach out and pinch Zhang Yichen''s face. The touch is very real.

    "What are you doing?"

    Seeing each other''s sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, Nanxi quickly put down her hand, pretended to be pitifully weak and said, "it''s so happy. I thought I was dreaming. Excuse me, magic lamp, how many wishes can I realize?"

    Zhang Yichen raised three fingers: "I count three times and make a wish over time."

    Nanxi sat up seriously and said seriously, "no, I said, and I don''t want to go home. I''m not free at all. But Grandma''s health is not good. Can you use your smart brain to think of a way to get the best of both worlds? It''s best that we don''t have to go home and make the old man feel at ease."

    Flattery is in place. Nanxi thinks that Zhang Yichen will agree as soon as he treats the first two things.

    But after a few seconds, I heard a cold refusal: "others can, this can''t."

    Before it was necessary to turn around, Nanxi''s patience was much better than him, and he tirelessly asked his soul three questions: "don''t worry about rejecting. Do you think it''s convenient for you to go home? It''s not awkward for you and me to live together? I''m good for both of us. Why don''t you know good or bad?"

    Zhang Yichen stared at Nanxi, his eyes burning, especially serious.

    He picked out each question and replied, "if you think the cloud is too far away, we can take the old man to Sheshan garden, and the housekeeper and servant who take care of the old man will go together. It''s not awkward for me to live with you. If you''re not used to it, we can share rooms at the beginning. Finally, I didn''t know good or bad."

    Nanxi was stunned when she heard this. She wanted to retort and sober the other party. "Brother, I''m not trying to avoid taking care of the elderly. I''m trying to avoid you. Please understand. Hello."

    If Zhang Yichen is not here, she can be a twenty-four filial piety good granddaughter (granddaughter-in-law).

    He moved his body and wanted to break away from Zhang Yichen: "let go of me, or you can''t talk normally."

    "Hmm?" Zhang Yichen suddenly leaned close to Nanxi''s ear and deliberately accentuated each word: "I don''t think so. We can hear each other more clearly."

    Nanxi''s sensitive ears burned red quickly, her heart beat faster, and the feeling of crispness ran uncontrollably from her auricles to every part of her body.

    Fortunately, reason was still online. He pushed Zhang Yichen''s face away with his hand and shouted, "if you don''t talk, just be formal. Let''s sit on the sofa and talk!"

    "Oh."

    After the annoying chuckle, there was a promise to make people feel better: "OK."

    Nanxi put on her lovely little fragrant powder and woolen slippers and followed Zhang Yichen with a small step,

    "Xi''er."

    He paused, looked back at her deeply and said, "let''s talk and don''t run away."

    Nanxi heard a strong desire in his low voice?

    Sniff around him with his nose. No, Zhang Yichen didn''t drink. Even if he drank, he shouldn''t do so.

    "You won''t let people take it away. I call you wang Ba Zhang. Do you dare to promise?" Nanxi couldn''t help asking her confusion in her heart.

    The forehead let him flick down. Zhang Yichen smiled and said, "I''m afraid of the dark and ghosts. I''m timid. I still love reading fantasy novels when I''m free. You, you."

    Nanxi snorted contemptuously, "you don''t understand. Fantasy novels have no scary places, only fascinating plots." pushing Zhang Yichen, she urged: "go, go, finish talking early and rest early. Don''t delay my sister''s beauty sleep."

    When Zhang Yichen''s front foot goes out of the bedroom door line, Nanxi''s back foot closes the door and locks it.

    "I went to bed. You should rest early."

    In a word, she padded the key in her pocket for fear of sneak attack by the two mothers. She set several levels. The bodyguard brother was the first, the indoor things were the second, and the third was naturally the key in her pocket.

    Happily hummed a little song: "you, you, freeze my ward, disturb me to rest, a glance of annoyance."

    Who is Zhang Yichen? He grew up in the whole Zhangjia Empire since childhood, so Nanxi is particularly assured that he will never drop the price by smashing the door.

    Lying back on the soft mattress, she soon opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, a little regretful.

    I can''t sleep. Closing my eyes will remind me of the scene in my dream.

    After staying up for half an hour, he failed to sleep successfully. Instead, he became more and more awake and gave up self hypnosis.

    Take out your mobile phone and search Baidu: in addition to melatonin, what can you drink to help you get into sleep quickly?

    Uniform answer: hot milk.

    There should be a refrigerator in the hall. Grandma Zhang specially asked the old housekeeper to prepare it all.

    Put on your shoes, walk back to the door, stick it up and listen. There was no movement. Turn off the bedroom light and open the door. It''s dark outside.

    Sticking out his head against the crack of the door, he didn''t see anything. As Huang Yi drew the curtains before leaving, there was no light in the house.

    She was not sure whether Zhang Yichen had gone or slept. She had to press the flashlight brought by her mobile phone and hit the light towards the sofa. No one was there.

    Relieved, just about to turn on the light, I saw a bright spot by the window, which seemed to be lit smoke.

    Zhang Yichen didn''t leave! Her series of childish actions have long been exposed in the eyes of others, and she took the initiative to use a flashlight!

    Shame and disappointment.

    The light came on and Zhang Yichen turned it on.

    "I," Nanxi quickly stood up and straightened up: "I''m thirsty. Look for water to drink."

    "Well," replied in a low voice.

    Nanxi quickly ran to the refrigerator, opened the door and took out a box of milk from inside. Then he fled back to the house like a refugee and locked the door.

    Holding the milk and ready to drink, I think of the point that netizens especially emphasize: warm milk.

    Grief closed his eyes, depressed patted his head, and forgot to bring in the heating pad.

    She believed that going out to get something to lie down again was tantamount to challenging the patience of the beast, which was no different from the sheep entering the tiger''s mouth.

    Forget it, take out her life motto. As long as you are willing to use your brain, there are always more ways than difficulties.

    Next, open Du Niang and search: how to heat things without a hot kettle and heating pad?

    Turn over all unreliable answers and find one that applies.

    Go to the bathroom, turn the water heater to the highest temperature, fill the pool with hot water and add milk. Five minutes later, she harvested a box of heated milk.

    The same person who forgot to take the straw tore a small hole and squeezed to drink. If nanmu wants to see it, she must scold her for her lack of appearance.

    After finishing, brush your teeth again, clean and apply the sleeping mask.

    Everything serves sleep.

    Lying in bed, ten minutes past, tear off the mask and throw it into the trash can, and scold the sentence: "damn Yuan Jun!"

    She no longer wasted her efforts. Her situation is different from ordinary insomnia. In fact, she is not insomnia, but should be regarded as the sequelae of shock.

    Maybe it''s fate not to let her sleep alone. Then go and talk to people who can''t sleep and talk about some things completely.

    I didn''t do any extra tricks. I came to the man standing by the window smoking normally.

    To speak, she first inhaled a mouthful of smoke. The pungent smell choked her and coughed.

    Zhang Yichen snuffed out the cigarette butts, pushed the big window, and pulled her to the warm hall. Nanxi coughed wildly. There was only one thought in her mind. She must have rushed with Zhang Yichen. Yes, Zhang Yichen can control her!

    "Drink some water."

    After taking the warm water he poured, Nanxi drank two mouthfuls, washed away the strange smell stuck in her throat, and then reluctantly stopped coughing.

    "Aren''t you gone? Why are you still there?"

    Setting a new goal soon killed the smoke.

    Zhang Yichen looked cold and said in a cold voice, "it seems that I need to help you delete and select your friends, or think about what to learn from your friends and what not to learn." however, in a few months, his clever girl let Yang Panpan bring a lot of rude words.

    Nanxi was so angry that she wanted to pop a series of dirty words out of her head and let Wang bazhang listen to it. Now even her friend he has to take care of it! The nuisance brought by this person and life has not changed at all.

    But when the words came to my mouth, I couldn''t scold. After all, my education since childhood was too deep-rooted.

    "Forget it! I wanted to talk to you about future arrangements. There''s no need to talk about your attitude! Do you know that language violence can hurt people? It''s annoying!"

    When Nanxi said this, she completely ignored what she had done before.

    Turned angrily and walked away.

    "... the earth is round."

    Zhang Yichen seemed to say something, which had nothing to do with their conversation.

    From the evening, she felt that Zhang Yichen was strange. Did she really let the dirty things bend over?

    Nanxi twisted her stiff neck, turned back and asked in surprise, "what?"

    Zhang Yichen''s cold face showed a strange look. It seemed that he was breaking through himself very hard and painfully.

    Looking at her waiting, she quickly glanced away: "the earth is round, so I rolled back."

    Nanxi twisted her neck in place for more than a minute. Her back neck was really sore before she turned back to the right position.

    Sit back next to Zhang Yichen and touch his forehead. It''s not hot.

    "What''s wrong with you?" Nanxi asked, looking and smelling like a doctor.

    Let her ask, Zhang Yichen''s face is more strange, and he seems to be struggling. A moment later, he picked up the black cashmere coat that served as a pillow in the corner of the sofa.

    "Go to bed and talk later."

    "Ah! Wait." Nanxi pulled Zhang Yichen''s cuff. She didn''t use much strength, but the other party stopped.

    Zhang Yichen turned his back to her and asked, "what''s the matter?"

    "What are you talking about? It''s so awkward!" Nanxi didn''t like others to talk. She didn''t look at people impolitely, and forced Zhang Yichen to sit down again.

    The other party kept silent. She guessed and said to herself, "I know you are filial. It''s hard for you to see that grandma''s body is getting worse and worse. So you want to obey the old man''s expectations and let the old man spend the rest of his days in a happy mood at least."

    Nanxi sighed: "I love grandma very much, too. She is the same as my own grandma. Recently, I have considered this matter and would like to cooperate with you. But have you ever thought that grandma is not a three-year-old child. You can coax her to be happy with each other''s favorite toys. Grandma has her own thoughts and judgment. She will find the problem of our marriage, which proves that the old man has noticed the problem long ago. So we two Going home to continue acting can''t solve the essential problem, but it''s easy for grandma to see the flaws. "

    Take the initiative to belittle yourself as a toy, hoping to exchange Zhang Yichen''s soberness.

    "You are not a toy."

    A low voice announced his disapproval.

    Nanxi''s "Er" voice looked carefully at Zhang Yichen''s face, "don''t you understand what I mean?" the central idea was not whether she was a toy or not.

    The delicate face is close at hand. Nanxi''s natural body fragrance surrounds him. Zhang Yichen clenches his fist and deeply calls, "Xi''er."

    "Huh?" Nanxi answered.

    "I hope you go home, not just for the old man."

    Nanxi was at a loss, then smiled and asked, "why not for the old man? We don''t have feelings. You can''t like me?"

    "No." Zhang Yichen refused.

    "I''ll tell you! Of course you can''t like me, and I can''t like you. We are the strongest cooperative friendship. Don''t worry, I can''t black your money in grandma''s business."

    "I love you."

    Nanxi''s smile fixed three words on her face and slowly changed from a smile to a heavy look.

    For a long time, I slowly pulled out my thoughts from the three words, "ha ha" smiled: "don''t tease me, what do you love me? Don''t you love me and don''t like you?"

    Zhang Yichen quickly flashed a look at the bottom of his eyes that people had no time to capture, and then gently said, "well."

    Nanxi understood. The man played with her. He clapped his hands and said happily, "well, from today on, I like you." then he suddenly realized that it was wrong and shut up.

    Zhang Yichen''s quick flash at the end of the year reappeared. She saw what it was, disgusting cunning!

    "Oh, adult, do what you say." he was in a good mood.

    Nanxi collapsed, took a few deep breaths and tried to mediate her impulse to hit people.

    "Zhang Yichen, can''t you tell the difference between love and possession? Since childhood, as long as what you see must belong to you, including me. But have you ever asked yourself, do you know what love is? You just don''t want to share because Su Zhu will rob you, so you must dominate me."

    Zhang Yichen looked at Nanxi deeply, as if she was the only one left in the world. He didn''t answer and asked, "there''s no difference between these two feelings for me. Do you know what love is?"

    One sentence asked Nanxi, but he couldn''t be counselled at the critical moment. He raised his head and said aloud the explanation in the Bible: "love is patience and kindness."

    "Well, your explanation is no different from my love."

    And Zhang Yichen couldn''t make sense. Nanxi gave up communication, "I''m sleepy."

    Go back to the bedroom alone and stay open until dawn.

    During the day, Yang Panpan saw her first sentence: "sister Xi, where are you cooking an eagle?"

    No effort to answer, the phone rang and connected: "hello."

    "Nanxi, this is Li Xiaoxiao. Are you better?"

    Nanxi listlessly replied: "it''s normal."

    The people on the other end of the phone are obviously speechless by perfunctory. Good is good, bad is bad. What stage is it generally?

    After a few seconds, he continued to finish what he had already prepared: "if you want to be better, let''s get together at noon. I called several old friends, including Su Zhu, to come with you. They said they missed you."

    "Let''s get together later." Nanxi instinctively refused. The elders on both sides of the Su family and the Li family are planning to build a bridge for the younger generation. What''s the situation with her.