Chapter 1414: Fanwai II: Rather the only 9

Xia Jian also thought about it and felt that, in fact, Tian Yuan was very right in describing herself, that is, if you make a mistake, you will be the first in the world.

"Your name is Ning An?" Xia Jian also suddenly stood up and hugged Ning An and put it on his lap, at this time, Ning An's hands and feet were very energetic, and he was very happy to kick his little short legs when he picked up a cup, and he especially liked to jump.

Of course, Ning An didn't answer Xia Jianyi after he learned to speak, but he could know that Xia Jian was also calling his name, and he could also know that Xia Jian was also talking to him.

The children for more than a week grinned extremely happily, but, inevitably, when they laughed, they drooled again.

Xia Jian also twisted her good-looking eyebrows, reached out and pulled out a tissue, gently pressed it on Ning An's mouth, and muttered with disgust, "It's just a non-stop flowing, like a little idiot." ”

But although he complained so much, the movements in his hands were extremely gentle, gently rubbing.

When Ning Yueling walked out with the apple, what she saw was Xia Jianyi, who was disgusted in a low voice, but she hooked the corners of her lips and wiped off Ning An's saliva with a smile.

"Eat some fruit and you can go back, it's late, the baby goes to bed early." Ning Yueling's tone was much better than at the beginning, perhaps it was the tenderness that Xia Jian inadvertently showed when she wiped the child's saliva that made her heart soften.

Xia Jian also raised her eyebrows, holding the child in one hand, and unceremoniously picked up a toothpick and picked a piece of apple and put it in the mouthwater, nodding, "I haven't eaten salted apples for a long time, and only you can eat such a taste here." ”

Saltwater apples This is a unique way to eat apples in Ning Yueling's hometown, Ning Yueling has the impression that when she was very young, her mother gave her this way to eat, she has always liked this taste, and until now, she is also used to eating apples like this.

It's just that before she met Xia Jianyi, fruits like apples were still a luxury in her life.

After meeting Xia Jianyi, she had made it for Xia Jianyi to taste a few times, and she remembered that he liked her very much.

Ning Yueling smiled faintly, just now, she subconsciously soaked the sliced fruit into the salt water before bringing it out, for a moment, the same room, the same people, the same thing, made her a little unable to come back to her senses.

But at that moment, Ning Yueling has always been a very calm and rational woman, she clearly understands that it is all in the past, the past between her and Xia Jianyi, or the unbearable past.

And now, she and Xia Jianyi will not have anything to do with each other.

Xia Jianyi finished eating the two salted apples alone before he got up and left Ning Yueling's house satisfied, even so, he was still a little reluctant, this used to be a place where he could come and go whenever he wanted.

The breeze in City A in early winter is slightly cool, and the night is even more biting on people's faces.

The development of City A in recent years has made the city more and more distant from the starry nights.

Closing the window, Ning Yueling looked at Ning An, who was standing on the ground and a toddler, and the corners of her mouth were quietly raised.

Don't ask about the past, don't think about the future, her life is to live a quiet and plain life today.

Xia Jianyi, who is separated by a wall, is destined to have a hard time on this night.

The person who had been pursued for two years in the Manchu world finally appeared, and with her alienation and indifference, she reappeared by his side.

Even if the sound insulation of this community is very good, but Ning An's crying is still faintly heard, Xia Jian also remembers hearing Tian Yuan mention that Ning An was very well-behaved when he was a child, but since he began to learn to walk, at night, I don't know if Lu Dao was frightened or what, and began to get used to crying.