"Your little brother."

Song Shinian also looked at Yan Yu with a subtle expression, with a deep expression, "Is your personality so lively?" He's not going to be gay, is he? ”

Especially the sentence 'If I were a woman, I would also want to give birth to the eldest child' or something, she really couldn't bear it.

Yan Yu's face collapsed and he couldn't help laughing.

The sparkling eyes looked at Shi Nian warmly, "What nonsense." Mingzhen is a part-time designer, an artist who does art, and his personality is very jumpy, so don't take it to heart. ”

Song Shinian thought for a while, "A man who engages in art is nine out of ten men." ”

The smile in Yan Yu's eyes deepened, and he got up and walked over to Shi Nian.

He led the person to the sofa, sat down with his arms around her shoulders, and habitually stroked her hair with his hands, and whispered:

"I'm glad you care about me so much."

Song Shinian was also joking.

She leaned on Yan Yu's body with attachment, feeling happy and reluctant like never before.

After wearing the book, her heart was to find Da Yan Yu to kiss her home.

It's just that unconsciously, she has become accustomed to following behind Yan Yu, but she doesn't pester him to kiss him.

She thought she might not be able to go home.

If she can't go home, then she doesn't want to worry about anything, after all, she is very happy with Yan Yu.

And then more and more good things happened.

Yan Yu liked her more and more.

They were sure that they were together.

Even Sister Zhou began to call her Mrs.

Song Shinian closed his eyes, quietly listened to the man's heartbeat, and his heart twisted.

She can't be so unlucky, right?

Just decided to be with Yan Yu in the future, and he got a terminal illness?

So what did she come to this world for?

"Every year."

The man above her called softly.

Song Shinian didn't want to open his eyes, so he lazily responded, "Hmm." ”

The big guy called her Nian Nian.

Isn't it a bit too ......

Yan Yu saw that she was so clingy, hugged her tighter, pressed her chin on the top of her head, and rubbed it affectionately, "What are you doing today?" ”

Song Shinian paused and said, "I went to the hospital to see Sang Xue'er." ”

"What else?"

“…… Without. ”

Yan Yu: "......"

Yan Yu called her again: "When is it? ”

Hey?

The big guy just called her Nian Nian, why is she called Shi Nian now?

Is it so fickle?

Song Shinian opened his eyes, raised his little head and asked, "Huh?" ”

Yan Yu lowered his head, and saw the beautiful woman close at hand, the other party's dilated pupils were full of curiosity about his attachment, and his big black eyes reflected his whole self, which made him feel happy.

In the eyes of the people, there is only themselves.

He looked at the warm and ruddy lips that could be touched as long as he lowered it a little more, and his heart throbbed faintly.

It's that familiar and strange longing again.

Yan Yu closed his eyes, calmed the beast in his body, and asked in a dumb voice, "Do you think that if Thirteen is not there, I don't know your whereabouts?" ”

Song Shinian opened his mouth wide in surprise: "......"

Yes, yes.

Isn't it?

Thirteen is not here today, she is a hospital to go to alone, including coming here, in the meantime, she doesn't feel that she is being followed.

Yan Yumo wasn't deceiving her?

But listening to the low male voice in his ear, he seemed to be gritting his teeth a little, and he was uncertain again.

She whispered in her heart, "What, what's wrong?" ”

What's wrong??

Didn't you just go to the hospital to see Sang Xue'er, why was it so serious that she suspected that she had a terminal illness?