Third Brother: The old rule, if you repeat it, it will be fine to refresh it in about ten minutes, or refresh it tomorrow morning!

He tried to restrain himself, but he couldn't, like a drowning man, the only thing he could do was to hold her tight!

"Really?" The girl pouted and looked at him timidly.

"Hmm." He nodded slightly, avoiding her gaze.

"Then why don't you look at me?" Su Yi bit his red lip and looked at him crookedly.

Nangong Yan was silent again, he was always like this, cherishing words like gold, and always making people unpredictable, inexplicably uneasy and afraid.

But even if she is afraid and uneasy, she has to rise to the challenge!

Because, he is her roundness!

He didn't want to take the initiative to approach, so she should take the initiative......

Su Yi got up from the bed, stretched out his little hand, wrapped his lean waist, and a small face rested on his lap, looking at him:

"Uncle, aren't you tired of exercising so intensely early in the morning?"

Her voice was soft, sweet, like nectar, refreshing.

Nangong Yan still didn't speak, and Su Yi found that his brows were furrowed more and more, and he seemed to be staring at the red rope on her wrist all the time......

Su Yi suddenly remembered that when he was in the bathroom just now, he had been staring at the red rope on her wrist.

"Is there anything wrong with this red rope?" Su Yi pursed his lips and asked puzzled.

Nangong Yan pondered slightly for a moment before he spoke again:

"You've been wearing this red rope because you like it so much?"

"Of course I do!" Su Yi blinked, a pair of beautiful eyes were crooked, like the first quarter moon in the sky, as if full of joy.

Nangong Yan's hand tightened suddenly, and the whole person suddenly became cold.

He tried to restrain himself, but he couldn't, like a drowning man, the only thing he could do was to hold her tight!

"Really?" The girl pouted and looked at him timidly.

"Hmm." He nodded slightly, avoiding her gaze.

"Then why don't you look at me?" Su Yi bit his red lip and looked at him crookedly.

Nangong Yan was silent again, he was always like this, cherishing words like gold, and always making people unpredictable, inexplicably uneasy and afraid.

But even if she is afraid and uneasy, she has to rise to the challenge!

Because, he is her roundness!

He didn't want to take the initiative to approach, so she should take the initiative......

Su Yi got up from the bed, stretched out his little hand, wrapped his lean waist, and a small face rested on his lap, looking at him:

"Uncle, aren't you tired of exercising so intensely early in the morning?"

Her voice was soft, sweet, like nectar, refreshing.

Nangong Yan still didn't speak, and Su Yi found that his brows were furrowed more and more, and he seemed to be staring at the red rope on her wrist all the time......

Su Yi suddenly remembered that when he was in the bathroom just now, he had been staring at the red rope on her wrist.

"Is there anything wrong with this red rope?" Su Yi pursed his lips and asked puzzled.

Nangong Yan pondered slightly for a moment before he spoke again:

"You've been wearing this red rope because you like it so much?"

"Of course I do!" Su Yi blinked, a pair of beautiful eyes were crooked, like the first quarter moon in the sky, as if full of joy.

Nangong Yan's hand tightened suddenly, and the whole person suddenly became cold.

(End of chapter)