Ding Xiaotian glanced at Wen Zinian with disgust, "Just you?" Forget it. ”

Wen Zinian's expression was choked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Ding Xiaotian's response to this was to lower her head and continue to fiddle with her phone, ignoring Wen Zinian.

Wen Zinian was bored with himself, so he had to quickly bow his head to eat.

After eating, the two of them walked idle for a while, and then went to the supermarket to accompany Ding Xiaotian to shop.

Wen Zinian watched Ding Xiaotian take out a list from his bag, which neatly listed various daily necessities.

"Why did you buy so much all of a sudden? Are you planning to move? ”

Ding Xiaotian coughed weakly and cleared her throat.

"No, I don't come out often, so I just buy a little more and stock up."

Wen Zinian glanced at Ding Xiaotian and followed him.

"Push." Ding Xiaotian saw the small cart next to her, so she pushed the shopping cart to Wen Zinian by the way.

Wen Zinian looked puzzled, "What are you doing?" ”

"Put things, can't it be that you still want a weak woman like me to push so many things?" Ding Xiaotian said very reasonably.

So Young Master Wen, who has always ignored mundane affairs, had no choice but to follow Ding Xiaotiande relentlessly, watching her flexibly walk around the supermarket with a list.

Ding Xiaotian turned around for a while, purchased all the things on the list, and troubled Wen Zinian to send him home, and the two of them separated.

Ding Xiaotian placed these daily necessities neatly at home, and when she saw that the daily necessities belonging to Nie Yuanchen were placed next to her own, her heart felt like it was suddenly filled, warm.

After wandering around the empty villa for a while, Ding Xiaotian looked very uncomfortable, cold, and almost didn't feel at home, as if it was a place to live purely here.

So Ding Xiaotian took a taxi and went out by herself.

Ding Xiaotian went to the home city and bought a few warm-colored quilt covers, bed sheets, pillowcases, and a few large fluffy pillows.

Only then did I return home with a full harvest.

Put all the newly bought bedding in the washing machine and wash it aside, and Ding Xiaotian dried them outside to dry.

The pillow Ding Xiaotian was also put outside for sterilization and disinfection.

When Ding Xiaotian estimated that the time was about to fall with dew, she packed up all these things, placed them one by one, and used the bedding she bought to replace all the gray things on Nie Yuanchen's bed, and then put the pillow on the sofa downstairs and put one on the bed.

When Nie Yuanchen went home, he was greeted by a greatly changed home.

"Dengdenden! Surprise, right? Ding Xiaotian jumped in front of Nie Yuanchen.

Nie Yuanchen was still wearing the same suit during the day, and he looked exceptionally handsome and cold on his body.

Glancing at Ding Xiaotian expressionlessly, Nie Yuanchen took his briefcase upstairs.

It turned out that my bedroom had been changed more than the living room.

"Isn't it a little warmer, and let me tell you, these things that are in close contact with yourself must be in warm colors, and the use of dark sheets and quilts such as black for a long time will affect people's mood, you see that you are so serious every day, it is because of the lack of these colors."

Ding Xiaotian was thinking about what she knew, and her face was full of vitality.

"Get all these things out." Nie Yuanchen's face was expressionless.

Ding Xiaotian was stunned, "Why take it out, you see how good it is now." ”

"I don't need these useless things."

In the past few decades, Nie Yuanchen has always pursued efficiency and simplicity, where would he spend his mind on such meaningless things.

A touch of confusion appeared on Ding Xiaotian's delicate porcelain doll-like face, and she didn't understand what kind of life Nie Yuanchen had lived in the past.

"These are all things that make me happy, and they are not useless."

Also puzzled by Ding Xiaotian was Nie Yuanchen, "This is what you did in a day today?" ”

"That's right."

Hearing Ding Xiaotian's answer, Nie Yuanchen also didn't understand very much, why would there be people in the world who spend their time and energy on such meaningless things?

The two of them stared at each other, and finally Ding Xiaotian hugged his pillow and didn't let go, "I don't care, I want it!" ”

Nie Yuanchen looked at the pillow that was tightly hugged by Ding Xiaotian in his arms, glanced at Ding Xiaotian coldly, and turned around to change clothes.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Ding Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that her pillow was temporarily saved.

Nie Yuanchen went downstairs to eat with Ding Xiaotian, Ding Xiaotian made it on the table, and there was originally an aunt who came over to cook, but Ding Xiaotian asked the aunt to go back out of some kind of secret care.

It's all the same things that Ding Xiaotian will do, "How is it?" ”

Facing Ding Xiaotian's expectant eyes, Nie Yuanchen paused, feeling that it was still delicious made by the housekeeping aunt.

"Okay."

didn't notice Nie Yuanchen's pause, Ding Xiaotian was very satisfied when he got a "okay" from Nie Yuanchen's mouth.

Smiling and squinting, Ding Xiaotian secretly decided in his heart that he wanted to learn more recipes, so as not to let Nie Yuanchen find out that he only had these few meals.

After eating, Ding Xiaotian washed the dishes in the dishwasher, and by the way, she sighed at the luxury of the rich, which was really armed to all aspects.

Nie Yuanchen was editing information with his mobile phone, but a circle of friends dynamic popped up on it, and he accidentally clicked on it.

As soon as I wanted to quit, I saw Ding Xiaotian's comment below.

Nie Yuanchen's slender fingers paused on the screen for a few seconds, and finally clicked on the picture to enlarge it.

Looking at the hand that was obviously a man on it, Nie Yuanchen's mind unexpectedly appeared in the name of a person.

Wen Zinian.

"Where have you been today?"

"Procurement, didn't you just say that?" Ding Xiaotian circled in the living room.

Nie Yuanchen didn't speak, and showed her the dynamics of Ding Xiaotian's hair.

"Oh, just had a meal with him."

Nie Yuanchen looked at Ding Xiaotian, without a weak expression at all, "Nothing to say?" ”

"I just had a meal." Ding Xiaotian felt inexplicable.

Putting away the phone, Nie Yuanchen's face darkened, and the ink clouds rolled in Ding Xiaotian's eyes from an angle that he couldn't see.

Looking at Nie Yuanchen's figure going upstairs strangely, Ding Xiaotian was puzzled, what was wrong?

So on the first day of moving over, Ding Xiaotian was inexplicably beaten into the cold palace, Nie Yuanchen went to sleep in the guest room by himself, and went to the company without communicating with Ding Xiaotian in the morning.

Ding Xiaotian got up early in the morning, washed up and walked to the guest room and knocked on the door, there was no response inside, and when she opened the door, she saw that the beds inside were neatly stacked, and there was no one downstairs.

Feeling aggrieved, Ding Xiaotian sat on the flat sheets without a trace of wrinkles, making Nie Yuanchen's sheets messy.

After feeling a little relieved, Ding Xiaotian cowardly got Nie Yuanchen's sheets back to their original state.

I'm not afraid of you, I'm just a good boy who doesn't get angry.