"......" Yuan Yan was so angry that he rubbed Xi Yan's face wildly, and shouted: "I don't, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Xi Yan stared into her eyes, but pointed to a piece of the screen.

He said something in the middle of it: "Man, want?" I'll satisfy you right now. ”

Hearing Xi Yan read this sentence, Yuan Yan suddenly felt ashamed.

She covered her face, quietly opened a finger, and hummed: "Xi Yan, you are so annoying!" ”

"I'm just reading what you wrote." Xi Yan chuckled, his eyes fell on the screen again, and he was about to look down, but Yuan Yan rushed over to block the page.

She muttered, "I don't want you to look at it, you'll laugh at me!" ”

It is said that a successful woman must have a man behind her who supports her unconditionally.

No wonder she is so poor now, it must be that Xi Yan has not played her role well!

"I won't laugh at you." Xi Yan removed her hand and continued to look, and when she saw the next few paragraphs, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

"BL you wrote?"

"That's right." Yuan Yan nodded, and then called up the reader's comment [I am single must be blind to the other party], "She said bl in the comment area. ”

"Haven't you been enjoying watching BG lately?"

"That's right." Yuan Yan said: "But does this have anything to do with me writing BL?" ”

Xi Yu: "......"

It really doesn't matter.

"Oh, don't look at it, I'm going to continue to code words, and I'll update it later."

Yuan Yan belongs to the kind of person who does things according to her interests, and she is now interested in writing, so she naturally puts more thought into it.

She pushed the mat away and typed cross-legged at the keyboard, the silent bedroom filled with the echo of keystrokes.

Xi Yan sat beside her, his elbows resting on the folding table, his head resting on his fists, and staring sideways at Yuan Yan, who was focused on code words.

Sometimes when he is idle and bored, he will reach out and flick the chain hanging from the corner of his glasses, provoking Yuan Yan to slap his backhand, and then warn him fiercely: "Don't affect my performance!" ”

Xi Yan hooked her lips and chuckled, but she was obedient and didn't bother her again.

*

The days of deep winter are extraordinarily long, and soon it will be Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the early morning of the same day, the sky was beautiful, there was no goose feather snow, the delicate flowers in the flower garden withstood the rain and dew of the morning sun, stretched the delicate petals, and sometimes a cold wind blew, which caused a slight trembling.

Feng Mo would come to the villa on time every day to treat Xi Yan's legs, and Yuan Yan would always be by Xi Yan's side as agreed.

After today's acupuncture, Feng Mo put away the silver needles and advised: "The weather is very cold now, don't let the cold enter your legs when you go out, otherwise it will not be conducive to healing." ”

Yuan Yan nodded like pounding garlic, "Mmmm, remember!" ”

After Feng Mo left, Yuan Yan took out the pink blanket he had bought at the mall from the cloakroom of the bedroom and covered Xi Yan's legs.

There were small flowers broken on the blanket, which did not match Xi Yan's temperament at all, he didn't see it, and reached out to sort out the corners of the small blanket.

Yuan Yan walked to the windowsill, leaned down and looked down, holding the white railing with his palm, without looking back, and said excitedly: "Xi Yan, downstairs is so lively." ”

Xi Yan controlled the wheelchair and swept down, "They are buying New Year's goods." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Yuan Yan turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

She used to be the most noble little princess in the divine realm, she has always been clothed and stretched out to eat, and she has lived a superior life, and she still has to learn many things in the mortal world.

Xi Yan looked at her and couldn't help but smile when she saw her stupid appearance.

He squeezed Yuan Yan's little hand, "Do you want to go down and have a look?" ”