For the first time, he didn't feel that Ning Xiangtian was like a psychopath, but he had a kind of cute cuteness, and there was a trace of guilt and helplessness in his heart, and his eyes full of love revealed his concern for Bing'er.

After a long time and more contact, can you really shield this emotion?

Ning Bing'er didn't dare to think about it, just sat in the car, started the car, and continued to move in the direction of home.

Hurried to the house, Ning Bing'er looked at the empty garage, inexplicably melancholy, when her father was there, the underground garage was full of cars, and there were always uncles coming to visit the door.

But as soon as my father was sick, the courtyard was deserted, the flowers withered, and the world was really realistic and cruel.

Putting away these emotions and sorrows, Ning Bing'er locked the car door and entered the house calmly.

"Miss is back, the young master called and said, you go home for dinner tonight, wash your hands quickly, tonight made your favorite steamed fish, the young master will eat as soon as he comes." Mother Wu said kindly to Bing'er.

This child is depressed all day long, and she doesn't know what she is thinking, which is always distressing, but there is no way to make her feel comfortable, so she can only be good to her.

"Oh, got it. Ning Bing'er was both excited and scared when she heard what Wu's mother said.

Filled with these small pieces of information and care all day long, Ning Bing'er was afraid of surrendering to Ning Xiangtian's gentle township, and inexplicably wanted to escape from this warm home.

Call it home because there is family affection that she can't give up in it, and this kind of love is irreplaceable for friendship and love, Bing'er cherishes this hard-won family affection.

"Mother Wu, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes first, and I'll come down later. Saying that, Bing'er walked quickly to the second floor like a run, wanting to sober up and sober herself, how would she face this man.

Walking into the bedroom and closing the door gently, Ning Bing'er leaned against the door, slowly slid on the ground and sat down, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling helplessly, empty enough to accommodate everything, but also to accommodate everything.

The situation has changed too fast, and before it can be reacted, the relationship has been closer, everything has not gone according to the situation of the previous life, and even the route has begun to shift, could it be that gravity has changed the magnetic field?

Or is it that Kang Yi in this life does not have the appearance of their common son Lin Miaomiao, and the gap or distance between them cannot be eliminated?

Or Yue Lao forgot to tie the red rope to himself, or tied it wrong and tied it to someone else.

"Eh, I have a headache. Ning Bing'er grabbed her hair with her hands irritably, her high ponytail was dissolved, she relaxed, leaned against the door in frustration, sat on the ground, and stared at those eyes decadently.

"Knock knock, Bing'er, it's time to eat, the young master is back. Mother Wu knocked softly on the door outside the door.

"Oh. Hearing Wu's mother's gentle shout, Ning Bing'er got up in a panic, tidied up her clothes, opened the door quickly, and looked at Wu's mother with a smile.

"You kid, you haven't changed your clothes for so long?" Mother Wu shook her head helplessly and lovingly, sighed lightly, and said gently: "Bing'er, the young master is waiting for you downstairs for dinner." ”

"Got it. Ning Bing'er agreed to Mother Wu in a panic, her shy appearance was very cute.

The things and thoughts in her mind just now were a little dangerous, far from Kang Yi's astral orbit, and she panicked.

Repeated, reminded again, subtly always instilled in these subtle relationships, getting along with people, letting emotions slowly transfer in the details, love is so wonderful.

A lot of news in the world is not actively collected or absorbed, and it always inadvertently strays into your eardrums, and the speaker is unintentional, listening intentionally, and unconsciously affecting a person's life.

This is the society where people get along with each other, looking for and bursting the sense of existence, and the resulting leg chase race, everyone is thinking about how to stand firm, how to find the stage of their own life, and try to play every role.

After being reborn, Ning Bing'er was invisibly filled with all of Ning Xiangtian's movements, and another gravitational force made you accept all his actions, and she was powerless to resist, and she had no spirit to resist.

Putting away these messy emotions, Ning Bing'er stood in front of the wardrobe, looking at the black and white clothes and pants, there was suddenly a transition of gray clothes, and the helplessness and frustration in her eyes made her even more powerless.

The people in the two worlds, which were originally clear, suddenly found that the watershed was not as clear as they thought, the dividing line was becoming more and more blurred, and even the excess gray between black and white showed that her attitude and mentality were also quietly changing, and her relationship with Ning Xiangtian was getting closer and closer.

This kind of inadvertent excesses made Ning Bing'er's heart tighten for a while, yes, when did her hobbies change?

"You can wear one casually, why do you care so much?" Ning Bing'er said pretending to be indifferent.

Stretching out a slender and white little hand like a lotus root, he took out a white T-shirt at random, then a pair of black pencil pants, and a gray knitted long sweater.

I don't know when, Ning Bing'er has some more mature and stable suits in her wardrobe, and she has forgotten when she bought them, or just like she was reborn, she hasn't thought clearly why it happened, especially what her mother said when she fell asleep, which made her even more confused.

Thinking of these things that she couldn't guess and couldn't understand, Ning Bing'er suddenly shook her head, unwilling to delve into it, closed the door, and slowly went downstairs.

Step by step downstairs, the footsteps seem a little heavy, the man sitting on the sofa in the living room, under the warm white light, the more dazzling, a well-fitting casual home suit, comfortable, atmospheric, high-quality silk fabric is more shining under the light, head down, staring at the computer seriously, the concentration between the eyebrows and eyes is slightly stable.

Bing'er, who was about to go downstairs, inexplicably felt that Ning Xiangtian was much more mature and stable tonight, and his heart was inexplicably much more steady, and he was unknown and had a sense of security, and in his previous life, Kang Yi also gave him a sense of security.

Standing at the top of the stairs, he has been looking at Ning Xiangtian carefully, he has never looked at this man well and seriously, and he has never felt that this man is also very attractive when he concentrates on work?

These details and changes were all seen in the heart and joyed by Wu's mother, who was leftover on the side.

"Miss is down, young master, it's time to eat. Wu Ma shouted with assistance, and wanted to match the two quickly.

The man who carefully checked the computer heard Wu's mother's reminder, raised his head, and looked at Ning Bing'er's melancholy eyes, with a little shyness in the darkness, this feeling is very wonderful, like a thin cloud gently floating in front of him, Q bomb is soft, soft and comfortable.

has always been a good lady, no matter how dark she is, she is still a youthful atmosphere, and today's Ning Bing'er has changed her previous collocation, some are familiar, some are steady, some are intellectual, and her loose hair is vertical behind her, exuding a natural charm of women.

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