After Nan Nan finished answering An Yixi, she didn't forget to turn her face sideways, and replied to Lin Tingyou: "It's good that I have been following her, I can help her when I fall, I know it as a child, you say that you don't know any adult, you say how lacking you are." ”

Lin Tingyou: "......"

An Yixi looked at Lin Tingyou's deflated face and felt a little funny.

However, it is inappropriate for her to laugh out now.

Lin Tingyou glanced at An Yixi's face meaningfully, and when she looked at him, there was some smile in her eyes, which made his heart feel a little comfortable.

If Nan Nan was an adult, Lin Tingyou would have killed him a long time ago, but he was still a child.

Childlike words.

"Hey, you don't have a heart, please let me go, you blocked me from sticking an An's wound." Nan Nan deliberately moved two steps to Lin Tingyou's side, squeezed him out of An Yixi's side, took out the wound sticker from the box with her little fingers, and blew it twice on An Yixi's forehead, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep." ”

Nan Nan lowered her head, tore off the white paper on both sides of the wound, and carefully pasted it for An Yixi.

Lin Tingyou stood up and put one hand in his pocket.

He always felt that not only Fu Bowei, but even this little ghost who met for the first time seemed to like An Yixi very much!

I like it, but it doesn't make him feel normal.

Did he think too much?

Fu Yantong's room.

Fu Yantong sat on the bed, with anger in her beautiful eyes, glaring at Ouyang Hanmo.

Ouyang Hanmo just leaned against the wall next to the door, his hands in his pockets, Qingjun's face was slightly lowered, his eyes were looking at the ground, and he didn't say anything after entering the door.

It's like there's no sense of alienation at all.

Fu Yantong finally couldn't hold her breath and scolded: "You just came up to comfort me like this? Like a bodhisattva, not moving? ”

Ouyang Hanmo looked at Fu Yantong with cold eyes, looking at her delicate face that was flushed with anger, full of hatred.

There was no ripple in Ouyang Hanmo's eyes.

"Speak!" Fu Yantong stood up, and was mad by Ouyang Hanmo's silence, as if she was blocked by something, she couldn't get out or get in.

Ouyang Hanmo lowered his head indifferently, and his eyes continued to look at the ground.

Fu Yantong threw the pillow at hand on Ouyang Hanmo's body and shouted, "Ouyang Hanmo." Even if you are a dog raised in my family, you should know to wag your tail and beg for mercy from your master, don't forget, if it weren't for my father, your father's company would have been gone, if it wasn't for my father to find a friend from the procuratorate, your dying father would have been in prison a long time ago, don't you know how to be grateful! ”

A cold light flashed in Ouyang Hanmo's cold eyes, and she stepped on his bottom line.

He walked over quickly, his whole body filled with the cold air of Xiao Killing.

Fu Yantong saw that he finally reacted a little, raised his chin high, his eyes were red, and he grinned: "Yo, you're still a filial son, why didn't your father teach you how to be a person!" ”

As soon as Fu Yantong's words fell, Ouyang Hanmo's white and slender fingers grabbed her throat, and there was real hatred and disgust in his eyes, as if she Fu Yantong was a heinous person in his eyes.

Ouyang Hanmo stared at her crimson eyes, his brows furrowed, and the strength in his hands gradually tightened.

Her neck was getting thinner and thinner in his hands, and her face was getting paler.

Fu Yantong felt that her breath was withdrawn from her body, and her throat was sealed, making her unable to breathe her face.

She could only look at Ouyang Hanmo's condensed face fixedly.

He looks so good even when he is angry.