With a sour nose, Tang Xin opened the door and went in and said with a smile: "Yao Yao, are you awake?" ”

Ni Yao sat on the bed and looked at Tang Xin, the corners of his eyes bent slightly.

Ni Mocheng turned to look at Tang Xin, his handsome face sank slightly: "Don't blame her, who is to blame?" ”

Tang Xin stood in front of Ni Mocheng and said: "It's to blame that Yu Feifei, she and Hang Tong fought, Yao Yao and I were standing far away, who knew that she suddenly smashed her mobile phone." ”

"Before Yao Yao and I could react, Yao Yao was injured by this flying disaster."

"If you don't go to Ruichuang, where will you get into trouble?" Ni Mocheng asked Tang Xin directly.

Tang Xin lowered his head and said, "Yao Yao and I will definitely pay attention next time." ”

Ni Mocheng stood up and looked at her: "I asked Aunt Qiu to make soup, you and Yao Yao come down to drink some together." ”

Tang Xin raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, brother." ”

Ni Mo Chengjun turned around with a cold face.

Tang Xin hurriedly sat down on the side of Ni Yao's bed, frowned and asked, "Yao Yao, how is it, does it still hurt badly?" ”

Ni Yao wanted to touch his head, put down his hand and said, "It doesn't hurt so much anymore." ”

Tang Xin smiled: "Let's go, Yao Yao, let's go down to eat, my hungry chest is on my back." ”

Ni Yao bent his eyes: "Hmm." "Yes.

The two of them went downstairs to finish drinking, eating, and walked to the sofa in the living room.

Looking at Ni Mocheng, who was reading on the sofa with his legs folded, Tang Xin asked, "Brother, don't you go to the company in the afternoon?" ”

Ni Mocheng looked up at Ni Yao, who had a better face, and turned to Tang Xin: "Don't go, watch the two of us at home." ”

Ni Yao lowered his head.

Tang Xin didn't have the face to look at Ni Mocheng.

Aunt Qiu packed up the dishes and chopsticks, helped Ni Yao bring an easel, and let her paint to pass the time.

Ni's living room was such a scene in the afternoon.

Tang Xin sat on the carpet under the sofa and swiped Weibo with her mobile phone, looking at the photo of her, Ni Yao and Qiao Yan, laughing low from time to time, and glanced at Ni Mocheng and immediately retracted.

Ni Yao sat on the side of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, painting seriously with paint.

Gollum rubbed against her from time to time, Ni Yao looked down, her painting was green on the top and gray on the bottom, and Aunt Qiu couldn't see what she was painting.

Ni Mocheng sat on the sofa reading a book, looked at Ni Yao from time to time, his eyes were soft, he was amused that her paintings had not improved, and he answered the phone from time to time, and he didn't know how many calls he answered in the afternoon.

Ni Mocheng, who came back from a phone call from the restaurant, looked down and saw the two signed photos next to Tang Xin, and the poster of Qiao Yan on her mobile phone: "You want Qiao Yan's signed photo, why did you go to Ruichuang to ask for it in person." ”

Tang Xin raised his head and smiled: "Brother, you are so busy, how can I be embarrassed to bother you for this little thing." ”

Ni Mocheng lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Tang Xin continued to scroll through Weibo, she just didn't want to be special in the circle of friends, and she also liked the feeling of seeing Qiao Yan in person.

***

Ning Qian waited until the crew's audition was over before leaving Ruichuang.

didn't call Tang Xin again, Ning Qian called a taxi, got in the car and said directly to the master: "Master, go to a Nanxiang café near Ziyu Garden." ”

Ziyu Garden, a house with a good scenery in the imperial capital, the price is sky-high for Ning Qian.

Nanxiang Cafe is also a store that has been in business for many years, elegant and simple, and the atmosphere is particularly good.

Ning Qian got out of the car, got into Nanxiang Coffee, and saw the dignified and beautiful Ni Sulan, Tang Xin's mother, and said with a smile: "Aunt Ni." ”

Ni Sulan walked out from behind the bar and smiled slightly: "Why is Ning Qian here?" ”