She said why Qian Cheng was so moody when she encountered Ning Mo'an's matter, and now she finally knew the reason.

The 10,000-year-old iron tree has bloomed.

Aunt Wang's face was full of excitement, as if she was watching her grandson spread out.

She thought that Qian Cheng was going to be lonely and old in this life, and she was as cold as a stone all day long, and she didn't know how to pity the girl.

I can't imagine that even an iceberg will melt one day.

Qian Cheng's heart was opening to Ning Mo'an little by little at this time, but neither of them had noticed it at this time.

Aunt Wang couldn't help but recall her experience when she was young, and couldn't help but sigh in her mind: "Time flies, time flies, it's good to be young." ”

This hazy feeling is the most heartwarming, so Aunt Wang doesn't plan to expose the matter, she hopes that the two of them can find out for themselves.

Ning Mo'an thought that Wang Yiyi would say something, but she never thought that she would stand in place in a daze, her eyes were scattered, and her thoughts seemed to have flown to the sky.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang. ”

She called softly, trying to pull Aunt Wang's thoughts back.

It's a pity that Aunt Wang didn't hear her at all, her voice was too small.

In desperation, Ning Mo'an could only stretch out her hand and gently shake her arm: "Aunt Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Aunt Wang hear her voice and suddenly came back to her senses.

She smiled at Shang Ning Mo'an's concerned eyes and shook her head with a wry smile: "Hehe, I'm fine." ”

Aunt Wang's voice sounded a little embarrassed, Ning Mo'an could see that she was weak-hearted, but she didn't know why she had such thoughts?

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Just as Ning Mo'an was about to continue asking, a noise suddenly came from Wen Huizhong's room.

"Bang!"

It seemed as if something had fallen to the ground, making a crisp sound, and rolling on the ground.

Ning Mo was taken aback, and suddenly forgot about continuing to ask.

She took three steps past Aunt Wang, and made two steps, and ran wildly towards Wen Huizhong's room.

Ning Mo'an opened the door and saw Wen Huizhong lying on the bed, and breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

She glanced at the overturned teacup on the floor and frowned.

Fortunately, it was just that the teacup turned over, and Wen Huizhong was not injured because of this.

Ning Mo'an walked slowly towards Wen Huizhong, her red lips opened lightly, her dark eyes flashed with kindness, her voice was gentle like water, and she asked, "Grandma, do you want to drink water?"

According to her inference, Wen Huizhong should have been thirsty and wanted to take the water cup just now, but her hand slipped and accidentally fell to the ground.

Wen Huizhong stared at her with staring eyes, her gaze was stunned and out of focus, as if she was thinking about what Ning Mo'an said just now.

After a moment, Wen Huizhong nodded.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, opened her mouth hesitantly, and spit out one word: "Water ......"

Wen Huizhong's voice was so hoarse, as if her throat was about to smoke.

When Ning Mo'an heard this, I was distressed, and I blamed myself very much in my heart, why did I go out tonight and failed to take care of Wen Huizhong.

She hurriedly got up and wanted to pour water for Wen Huizhong: "Grandma, you wait for me a little, I will immediately go to the kitchen to pour you another glass." ”

With that, she turned around and walked towards the door, and Aunt Wang happened to hurry over.