Seeing Lin Zixian so understanding, Ning Mo'an's heart was warm.

Ning Mo'an pursed the corners of his lips and nodded: "Mmmm, the senior really knows me best." ”

She raised her head and gave Lin Zixian a big smile.

Lu Mingwei stood on a high place, looking at her smiling appearance, his eyes flashing.

He muttered in his mouth: "It's a pity, it's a pity, a good cabbage was arched by a pig like this." ”

If Lin Zixian heard Lu Mingwei compare him to a pig, he would have been angry and beat people.

But he didn't know it now, he was still immersed in the happiness that Ning Mo'an brought him, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Lin Zixian raised his hand, wanting to rub Ning Mo'an's little head.

Ning Mo'an had a premonition of his movements, and a strange color flashed in his amber eyes.

To be honest, she really doesn't like people touching her head.

So, Ning Mo'an thought of a solution.

She dodged before Lin Zixian acted, and said coquettishly: "Senior, you can't touch my head again in the future!"

Ning Mo'an pretended to be angry and took a half step back.

She stood not far away, raised her head, and looked directly at Lin Zixian with a serious face.

Lin Zixian's movements stayed in mid-air, stunned for a moment.

He was a little embarrassed, more worried.

Lin Zixian asked a little crampedly: "What's the matter, An'an, don't you like it?"

There was nervousness in his tone, for fear that he would annoy Ning Mo'an.

Ning Mo'an saw him like this, and suddenly wanted to tease him.

Her face was gloomy, and her red lips opened lightly: "I don't like it." "Wenxin School

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zixian's pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't expect that Ning Mo'an would reject his touch so much, does that mean that Ning Mo'an hates him?

Lin Zixian stood in place, thinking wildly.

He said in a low voice: "An An, are you disgusted with me?" ”

Seeing that he was frightened, Ning Mo'an hurriedly spoke: "I lied to you, how could I hate you." ”

She didn't expect Lin Zixian to be so sad, and she didn't dare to continue acting in an instant.

"Senior, I really don't hate you, I was joking with you just now, don't be angry. ”

Ning Mo'an stepped forward quickly and grabbed his arm.

She just wanted Lin Zixian to touch her head less, and she didn't want him to be sad.

Lin Zixian looked at her, his eyes flashing with a frustrated light: "Then tell me, why did you say that just now." ”

He looked at Ning Mo'an directly, not wanting to miss the slightest expression of her face.

Ning Mo'an knew that if she showed the slightest impatience and weakness now, Lin Zixian would definitely be even more sad.

"Senior, why are you so anxious, I haven't finished half a sentence yet. ”

Ning Mo'an sighed and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

Faced with her complaints, Lin Zixian was stunned for a moment, and continued to ask, "What?"

He only wanted to know now if Ning Mo'an really hated him.

If Ning Mo'an hates him, then who does she like, Qian Cheng?

"I mean, the reason why I don't want you to touch my head is because I dress up carefully every time I go out, including my hairstyle, and if you rub my hairstyle, won't it be messy and not good-looking?"

Ning Mo'an reasoned with Lin Zixian softly, not wanting to hurt his fragile heart.

Originally, Lin Zixian was in a bad mood, so he asked her out to relieve her worries, don't be even more depressed because of what she said just now.