As if he had a heart, he suddenly turned his head, and through the not thick curtains, he met Bai Nuan on the same bed.

It seems to see flowers in the fog, and the flowers are delicate and lazy.

He lowered his voice: "You deal with that side first, and I'll call you later." ”

Without waiting for the person on the other end to reply, he turned off his mobile phone, stuffed it into his pocket casually, and reached out to pry away the "fog" between the two.

Clearing the clouds and mist, I saw the beautiful moon.

He saw his moon.

She half-propped herself up and stretched out her hand towards him, her voice with the magnetism and laziness of just waking up: "Hug." ”

She is used to being coquettish, making his heart soften, and reaching out to hold people into her arms.

"Hungry or not? I cooked some food and it's still warm. "Life is oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, he can put down his delicate body, wash his hands and make soup for her, even if everyone is saying that the gentleman is far away from cooking.

He just can't bear to worry about these trivial things.

Bai Nuan also enjoyed his giving with peace of mind.

She really didn't bother to do these troublesome things, and always felt that she was wasting her time.

But......

Bai Nuan nestled in An Yang's arms, looked up at his smooth chin, and the corners of his lips unconsciously had a slight curvature, although the curvature was very light.

Her softness is really a match for her, a perfect match.

Bai Nuan was in a good mood, and Anyang felt it.

Because Bai Nuan was touched here and pinched there.

Meals are all fed.

Because of the injury of her hand, Bai Nuan lowered her eyes and glanced at the wound that she didn't know when it was bandaged, and felt that she should praise her softness.

Bai Nuan pressed his spoon and looked up at him, his eyes full of seriousness: "You are so virtuous." ”

Anyang: "......" Nuan Nuan, do you dare to update your boastful vocabulary?

This set of rhetoric, he heard from a few years ago now.

"I like it." Bai Nuan saw that An Yang's face was not very good, and added in time.

After seeing his face get better again, he nestled in his arms and continued to eat.

Bai Nuan was pulled by Anyang to watch a movie after eating.

There are relevant equipment installed at home, and two people are wrapped in a blanket.

Watch thrillers.

The kind that flashes out a female ghost every now and then.

The two of them were at first uneventful.

And then......

Ten minutes passed.

Bai Nuan felt that half of the blanket was gone.

She glanced to the side, and An Yang was nervously clutching the blanket, and her body was also stiff.

Bai Nuan: "......" is soft and afraid of ghosts......

Oh, when he used to study, he just went to a haunted house and was scared.

Bai Nuan thought about it and felt very right.

An Yang was watching a movie when his hand was covered by a soft little hand.

"Are you scared?" Anyang asked her.

Bai Nuan frowned slightly, glanced at him, and wanted to say that she was not afraid, but ......

Looking at the pitiful appearance of her family's soft and soft, she couldn't speak: "I'm afraid." ”

Little Bamboo Horse has a good face, she understands, she understands.

It's the same as when his mother gave her living expenses to her parents, and he was embarrassed to ask for the same.

The big guy pulled the blanket very intimately, and the two of them were tightly caged, and An Yang reached out to hug her waist, obedient and clever, and he was not afraid.

Even when he saw the scene of those ghosts suddenly appearing, he just lazily lifted his eyelids, and then slowly hugged Bai Nuan in his arms tighter, and said in a soft voice: "Nuan Nuan...... Don't be afraid. ”

Then Bai Nuan would turn around and kiss the corner of his lips as a sign of comfort.