"Drink this, I boiled it myself, I can't leave it!" Nan Miaoshen handed the bowl to Han Mo, and emphasized that he had boiled it himself, and his tone was like that of a child.

Han Mo was a little unhappy when he was stared at, and he looked away as if he was angry, ignoring the hands in front of him.

Seeing this, Nan Miao sat down patiently, scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew it on his mouth, and after blowing the hot air away, he touched his lips and tested the temperature, feeling that it was not too hot, before he reached Han Mo's mouth.

Han Mo still kept his face closed, and closed his mouth even more, Han Mo saw all his movements just now.

These actions made Han Mo feel inexplicably warm in her heart, since she was a child, no one had ever done this to her, although she was very grateful to him, and she didn't dislike the porridge and spoon he licked, but she couldn't accept it immediately for no reason.

Nan Miao Shen saw that Han Mo was silent, and his patience didn't seem to be so good, so he just shoved the spoon towards Han Mo's mouth, and the place that touched Han Mo's lips was the one he had licked just now.

So this ...... Does it count as indirect kissing?

Thinking of this, Nan Miao smiled inexplicably, Han Mo felt the other party's impatience, and he was not awkward, he opened his mouth and drank the spoonful of porridge.

"Is it good?"

Nan Miao Shen seemed to be looking forward to it, staring at her with a pair of glowing eyes.

Han Mo looked at him and couldn't help laughing, he was really a child, and then he also coaxed and said, "It's delicious!" Thank you! ”

It's really delicious!

"Then hurry up and finish it, there's a big pot downstairs, all made by me. You're going to drink it all too! ”

As soon as Nan Miao Shen heard someone praise him, he became more and more happy, and blurted out a big cauldron.

"Then I can't hold on to death!"

Han Mo was really a little worried about whether her stomach would explode.

The two talked and laughed, and seemed to have completely forgotten that there was also Xichen's cunzài.

Han Mo finished drinking the porridge and put the bowl aside, only then did he remember that his clothes were still wet, but he didn't feel anything unusual.

Han Mo looked at her clothes, they were not her own at all, this kind of pink princess dress that little girls like, how could it be impossible for her!

"Xichen, who changed my clothes?"

Han Mo got out of bed and walked quickly in front of Xichen, grabbing his hand because he was in a hurry.

Xi Chen looked at the small hands that were grabbing his hands, and a blush crept up his cheeks.

"Oh, it was changed by the aunt at home."

Hearing this answer, Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it's okay, it's okay.

She has always been conservative, perhaps because there is no one to protect her, she has always been alone, and infinite loneliness envelops her, just like the aunt in the dream said, she is now a child that no one loves.

"I'm going back, thank you! I'll invite you to dinner another day. ”

Thinking of the dream again, she sniffed, choked a little, and said simply, except for the gate.

Nan Miao Shen chased after him.

Took a coat.

"Han Mo!"

Putting the coat on her body, Nan Miao Shen hugged Han Mo in her arms, and lowered her chin on the top of her head: "What's wrong?" Did Xichen bully you? I'll go back and clean up his boy. ”

"No, don't bully him, Xichen is very good, he is very naïve."

Han Mo wiped the corners of her eyes.

Trying to push away the boy who was holding her.

Feeling the resistance of the person in her arms, Nan Miao hugged her tighter: "Am I not good?" ”

Han Mo was stunned when asked, how is he?

On Christmas Day, dress up as Santa Claus and watch fireworks with me; When I fell into the water, he jumped down and picked me up without hesitation; make porridge for me; When it's cold, he puts clothes on me.

How should I answer?

Han Mo pushed Nan Miao away and didn't dare to look at his eyes: "I'm very grateful to you for saving me, I will return this favor, but I want to say that we don't seem to be familiar to that point yet." Thanks..."

"Don't say thank you to me, I like you, Han Mo, you know?"

Nan Miaoshen didn't want to hear Han Mo's polite words, and didn't want Han Mo to be alienated from him, so he forced her to pull her over his face money and held her shoulder: "I will make you like me, remember, don't hold anything in your heart, tell me, I am willing to be your listener." ”

These words moved Han Mo again, it turned out that it felt so good to be cared for, when I was a child, my father never took care of me, and all that accompanied me was a cold house.

Feeling that he was going to cry again, he reached out and clenched his fist, slapped Nan Miao's shoulder, and said to a special buddy: "What are you doing!" If you want to trick me into tears, so... Listener, send me home! ”

Nan Miao Shen saw that Han Mo was no longer restrained, and felt a spring light rushing in, stuffed a candy in her mouth, and then ran to her and squatted down, "Come on, the listener is also a knight, how can the princess's noble body walk!" ”

Han Mo listened to his words, quite a child, and his playful tone didn't match him very well, but ...... Still quietly climbed on his back.