The place where she lives is too remote for the car to drive into, so she can only park on the avenue.

"Thank you!" She said, getting out of the car.

He also got out of the car and walked beside her.

"I can go back alone." She said, unwilling to trouble him again.

"Protecting the safety of the debtor is also one of the rights and interests of creditors. If something happens to you, I'll lose the most. He said calmly, as if it were really like that.

She lowered her head and chuckled, knowing that there was nothing she could do with him, and she had to let him do it.

M city is very expensive, the distance between the buildings is very close, it is no exaggeration to say, as long as you accidentally open the window, it is like going to another house, and some even can't open the window.

The two walked along the narrow gap between the two buildings, one after the other, the road was potholed, there was occasional garbage, and most of the people who lived here were migrant workers, and there were many dragons and snakes, which was a slum area in M City and a frequent place for criminal cases.

Along the way, the lights flickered and dimmed, and there was a section of the road where there were no street lights, and even the moonlight was difficult to shine through the narrow gaps, dark and damp, and it was pitch black that could not be seen.

But she was unfazed, familiar with every nook and cranny, and constantly told him to avoid stagnant water and garbage, but he felt like he was exploring a little way.

It's inevitable that her heart is sour, how many years has she lived in such an environment?

"I'm here!" She said.

"Now that you're here, aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of tea?" He said very naturally.

She was a little hesitant, but she thought about it. He invited her to dinner, drove her home, and even escorted her downstairs himself, so it seemed reasonable that she should have invited him to sit down.

Don't? He made up his mind from the start?

Her room is small, but neat, with few extra things.

A small bed, a wardrobe, a sofa, an electric fan, not even a TV.

She makes him coffee in the kitchenette. There are very few guests here. Even the coffee was bought by Hao Mei last time, and it was handed to him in a disposable paper cup.

He usually has a very sharp mouth, drinks freshly ground coffee, and has extremely high requirements for the quality of coffee. At this time, I don't mind disposable paper cups and 3-in-1 coffee.

Did you drink coffee and think he was leaving?

If you think he's just here for a coffee. Sit down. I couldn't be more wrong.

"Is there anything to eat? I am hungry! He said, sitting firmly on the sofa and looking at her innocently.

Forehead...... What to do. There didn't seem to be anything at home to entertain him.

She is used to living alone, and almost all the cutlery in the kitchen is a set, a bowl, a plate, and a pair of chopsticks......

The most important thing is that she has always eaten simply, except for a few greens and a few eggs, there are almost no other ingredients at home.

But since he said that he was hungry, she couldn't say that she didn't have anything to eat at home, so let's drive him away, which is too unkind.

What's more, it was after he had just invited her to a big meal......

In fact, it's no wonder that he says he's hungry, he barely ate anything just now.

"Yes, if you don't mind, I'll give you a bowl of noodles." She said.

"Don't mind." He replied, his eyes flashed with a smile, not to mention a bowl of noodles at this time, even if it was a poisoned meal, as long as she made it for him, he would eat it all.

He sat on the sofa, watching her busy figure in the small kitchen, his eyes were gentle and doting, as if he had accidentally fallen into a sweet dream, what he wanted, what he had been looking for was such a dull life.

Every day when they come back from work, they can smell the food, and there is the figure of the person he loves the most in the kitchen, which is the life they yearn for together......

A bowl of clear noodle soup, an egg, and a few green vegetables, but he ate it with relish, and finally drank all the soup together.

"I'll brush the dishes~" He got up and said, but was snatched by Yanran, how could he let the guests wash the dishes.

He didn't argue, showing a wicked smile as if he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, why did her bed look so comfortable?

So, when Yanran came out after brushing the bowl, she saw Nangong Xuanmu lying directly on her small bed.

Forehead...... Only then did she realize that she was completely calculated by him.

"Hey......" she tugged at his clothes, trying to pull him out of bed.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed her wrist with his backhand, and with a slight force, he hugged her full arms.

The small bed creaked, his chest was firm and warm, trapping her in his arms, such an ambiguous 88 ambiguous movement, instantly made her blush and heartbeat, trying to break free, but he hugged her tighter.

"Don't move! When the bed is broken, I'm embarrassed to find someone to fix it~" He said, his snort blowing on her forehead, tickling and burning.

What he said was true, the bed was small, only for one person, and it was a little long, even if she usually slept by herself, sometimes it would creak.

It's just that his words were too explicit, which made her cheeks hot and she didn't dare to move.

"Sleepy! Just borrow your bed and sleep for a while, just for a while. He seemed to be really tired, his voice was very small, his breathing was shallow, but the strength of his hugging did not weaken in the slightest.

Is that possible? Can you just nest in his arms like this?

She looked up at him, with an angular chin, a high nose, long eyelashes like butterfly wings, and sexy thin lips......

Xuanmu, that's right, is the man she carved into her life in this life, Nangong Xuanmu.

How do you want her to push him away? She doesn't have that guts, does she?

No matter how resolute she said and how vicious she swore it, in the end, she was destined to abandon everything and run to him, wasn't she?

Dead nature does not change, obsessed with not coming to its senses, it was like this eight years ago, and it is still the same eight years later.

That's it, that's it~

In this case, why should she struggle, just hold the person she loves the most, enjoy the moment, and don't regret it.

She buried her head in his arms, listened to his steady heartbeat, reached out and hugged his waist, and fell into a deep sleep.

The place where she lived was dark and damp, the sun did not shine in, the moonlight did not shine through, but it was full of her smell, and it was the most restful sleep he had slept in eight years.

It was early in the morning when he woke up, and his girl was obediently nestled in his arms, and he looked down at her for a long time, and it took a long time to make sure that everything was not a dream, but a reality.

White skin, faint distant eyebrows, slightly fluttering eyelashes, delicate nose, ruddy lips, chest slightly undulating with breathing.

That's right, she's Yan'er, his girl.

Now nestled in his arms, as pure and beautiful as a sleeping angel, is there anything more happy in this world than this?

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, stroking her long, soft, jet-black hair.

Yan'er, is it okay like this, whether you close your eyes or open your eyes, the first thing you see is you.

PS: Today's third update, keep up the good work......

(To be continued......)