But this time, there was no sleepiness, and the balcony window had a faint light from the morning light penetrating in, and the summer morning came very early. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Zhenzhen lay on the bed, squinted her eyes, and did not feel sleepy at all. The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the room opposite was quiet, and the light of the nightlight was a little faint under the effect of the morning light.

I really couldn't sleep, the sky was getting brighter again, Ye Zhenzhen got up and got out of bed, tiptoed out of the master bedroom, and glanced at the opposite room, Nan Zhiqiao and the little baby were lying on the bed, very quiet.

Ye Zhenzhen walked to the living room again, there is a floor-to-ceiling window on one side of the living room, the faint light in the morning shines through the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the living room has a hazy feeling.

Passing through the living room, the northeast corner is the kitchen.

The kitchen is far from the bedroom, turn on the light, the light does not affect the sleeping people in the bedroom.

Ye Zhenzhen found a water cup in the kitchen, poured herself a cup of hot water, drank it in small sips, and at the same time, looked around at the layout of the kitchen.

The kitchen is spacious and clean, with ovens, microwaves, toasters, etc., and the two natural gas stoves are spotless.

With a doubt in her heart, Ye Zhenzhen walked to the refrigerator and opened the door on the upper floor of the refrigerator, which was full, in addition to fruits and canned milk, there were many fresh vegetables, all sealed with plastic wrap.

The great god used to cook by himself, and the kitchen was so clean, I thought the stove had never been used.

Closing the refrigerator door, Ye Zhenzhen walked out of the kitchen with a water cup, and at the same time turned off the kitchen light, and the light dimmed again.

Walking around the living room, drinking most of the hot water in the cup in her hand, Ye Zhenzhen's footsteps stopped in front of a row of bookshelves against the wall, facing the faint morning light from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the balcony, and she could barely see the names of the books on the shelves.

From beginning to end, after looking at the books on the shelves, Ye Zhenzhen was amazed in her heart that Nan Dashen actually used the Dewey decimal book classification method to organize and place her own bookshelves.

Ye Zhenzhen carefully looked at the bookshelf again and found that the types of books were very mixed, there were relatively few books on infectious diseases, and many foreign language books, which she could understand in English, French, and some German and Japanese.

He put the water cup on the desk next to him and took out a book from the shelf, which was a book about geography.

When I opened the cover, there were pictures and texts, which introduced the geography of Africa.

The book describes the customs of Africa in detail, and there are pictures attached, and the introduction text is also very interesting.

Ye Zhenzhen stared at the book in her hand, and moved to the bright place of the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony under her feet, but she didn't move two steps before she bumped into a thick and warm object.

Ye Zhenzhen was startled, and hurriedly looked up, her eyes were facing the eyes of Shangnan Zhiqiao.

"Nan Senior ......"

Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously shouted the name of the person in front of her.

"Do you like to read geography books?" Nan Zhiqiao asked, staring at Ye Zhenzhen's slightly panicked eyes.

"Hmm...... I'm just taking a casual look. Ye Zhenzhen suddenly saw Nan Zhiqiao, who was a little nervous because she was visiting the god's house alone, but after hearing Nan Zhiqiao's voice, her mood relaxed again, and then asked: "Senior Nan, did I wake you up?"

"No, I haven't slept. Nan Zhiqiao said softly.

"Oh, I can't sleep either, so come out and have a look......" Ye Zhenzhen paused slightly, and then said: "Can I read the books on the shelves?"

"Yes. ”

Between Nan Zhiqiao and Ye Zhenzhen, there is only a half-step distance, Nan Zhiqiao is more than one meter eight tall, looking at Ye Zhenzhen, there is a feeling of looking down.

The two looked at each other silently for two seconds, and Ye Zhenzhen obviously felt a faint jasmine fragrance coming from Nan Zhiqiao's body, mixed with a masculine atmosphere.

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly felt a little hot on her face, and hurriedly turned her head away, focusing as much as possible on the book in her hand.

Nan Zhiqiao seemed to sense Ye Zhenzhen's embarrassment, turned around and took two steps back, then suddenly stopped again and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Huh?" Ye Zhenzhen raised her head, as if she hadn't reacted to the meaning of Nan Zhiqiao's question.

"Do you want to eat Western or Chinese food?" Nan Zhiqiao asked again after changing his approach.

"Either way. Ye Zhenzhen reacted, it turned out that Nan Dashen was going to make breakfast.

Watching Nan Zhiqiao walk towards the kitchen, Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly stuffed the books in her hand back into the bookshelf, and at the same time, followed Nan Zhiqiao to the kitchen.

"Senior Nan, I'll do it. Ye Zhenzhen proposed, thinking to herself, how could she eat and live in the Great God's house for nothing, besides, this time it was the Great God who helped her.

"No, it's going to be fine soon, you go wash up first, and after breakfast, you should be able to get a call from the child welfare center." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Zhenzhen went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush according to Nan Zhiqiao's arrangement, and then changed into her clothes from yesterday, after a night, the clothes have been dried, and there is a faint jasmine fragrance in the laundry detergent, Ye Zhenzhen sighed in her heart, all the fragrant things in Nan Dashen's house seem to be the fragrance of jasmine, laundry detergent, soap for washing hands, and toothpaste are also rare jasmine scents.

After tidying herself up, Ye Zhenzhen went to the baby's room again.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the morning, the early morning light was bright, the night light in the room had been turned off by Nan Zhiqiao, and the little baby was lying on the bed, quietly, with the breathing, the nose was gently fanning.

Ye Zhenzhen stared at the baby's face carefully, compared with last night, she found that around the baby's lips, there seemed to be some bruises, which was a manifestation of blood hypoxia.

Reach out and try the baby's forehead, it is no longer hot last night, it seems that the fever has come down. It's just that I don't know if the blue and purple around the lips has anything to do with the red rash.

Ye Zhenzhen softly exited the room, and as soon as she arrived in the living room, she found that breakfast had been set up on the large dining table, two homemade sandwiches, and two glasses of milk.

Nan Zhiqiao sat at the dining table, greeted Ye Zhenzhen, and said, "Breakfast is ready." ”

Ye Zhenzhen walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Looking at the simple breakfast in front of me, my stomach growled.

This is the first time to have breakfast with Nan Dashen, think about what the two of them experienced before, being isolated in the Institut Pasteur in France, sharing lunch and dinner between the two, a romantic Western-style dinner on a Seine River cruise, a large stuffed dumpling near the New Town apartment, and that meal of 10,000, Nan Zhiqiao was still drunk.

Thinking of the past, Ye Zhenzhen stared at the breakfast in a daze.