Often, sensitivity is your hard wound, and soft-heartedness is your fatal wound.

Chenxi stood stunned in place, neither reached out to hand the paper to Xiao Yinuo, nor immediately put down the pastry and left, staring at the little woman's busy and serious back stupidly, "How do you say I would like such a woman~ Neither well-behaved nor gentle...", and stupidly laughing and pitiful~

"Harm, I'm really convinced of my own vision~" The man's brown and black eyes scanned back and forth in his study, skimming over the tall forest-colored bookshelves and the low dark green desks, and finally his sparkling gaze stayed on the messy floor.

"Nono, have you read all these books? Then I'll put them away..."Xiao Yinuo, who was lying quietly next to the computer, didn't say a word, his cold little hands kept typing back and forth on the keyboard, and he pursed his pink lips from time to time.

Chenxi didn't dare to speak anymore, since her Nuo Nuo didn't say no, then he should put things away~

Walking around the study with a big hand, sorting out all kinds of books on psychology and stuffing the little dark green bookcase. Then, Chenxi, who had sorted out all the books, looked at the books that were chaotic and silently removed them again.

Slowly found out all the books on psychology on the shelves, and took out some books on pedagogy in the lower grades, Mandarin, and childcare and health, because Chenxi didn't read this kind of books, there was a lot of dust on them. (To be honest, he hasn't read the books on this shelf~"")

"Ahem..." The man covered his nose and tried to keep the noise to a minimum, thinking about telling Xiaoliu to clean up these books, but after thinking about the lovely people around him, he still held back.

The man looked for wet wipes and facial tissues in the study, and handled the covers of each book by himself, the snow-white wet wipes touched the dusty book covers, and the little stains soaked the paper towels...

Circles of gray stains were stained on the white tissues, the man's forehead was also haloed around and around, the cuffs of Youlan were covered with spider webs, and the man's brown and black eyes stared at his shirt and pouted unconsciously~

"Hey, haven't you got it done yet? These books are so dirty, how does Nono read them? The man deliberately pointed at Enoch's back with his large, water-stained finger.

"What's the matter with you, are the books on the floor organized?" The little woman excitedly clicked the save button, everything was done, and it was just about to be tomorrow's dissertation defense!

"Well, it's all sorted out, that is, you are responsible for me..."The man's cold brows trembled, and a smile was written on his face.

"What's the responsibility? Also in charge of... You're bullying my family Nuo Nuo again..."Xiao Meng came over at some point, still holding a large stack of similar notes in his hand, "Mr. Chen, the living room is all cleaned up, you can go over... It's just that my family Nuo Nuo is responsible for you? ”

"Say what? Mr. Meng, when will your paper be written? Let me tell you, Chenxi's computer is still quite easy to use, much better than our school, Mr. Dream hurry up and start your paper! Xiao Yinuo didn't want to see this embarrassing situation, so he quickly took the information in Xiao Meng's hand and pushed Xiao Meng to the computer desk.

But these two people didn't seem to understand what Xiao Yinuo meant, "Harm, even if Nuo Nuo has a vision, our computer has to be better than the one in the school, Teacher Meng, you use... You use..."Chenxi has a tone that is very familiar with Xiao Yinuo.

This can infuriate Xiaomeng, where is Xiao Yinuo's turn to be sarcastic, there is only one person who can bully Xiao Yinuo, and that is her, and no one else can.

"That's ha, Chen Xichen's computer is naturally much better than in school, but I'm afraid I haven't learned much about this quality education, right?" Xiao Meng didn't shirk it, and started to write the paper along Xiao Yinuo's hand, but the speed was still much faster than Xiao Yinuo.

"Nuno, come here, look, I'll organize all the books you need to use into this small bookcase, you won't have to be so troublesome in the future..."

What's going on today? How do you feel that these two people are weird? Little fingers tugged at Xiaomeng's sleeve, and the unaware Teacher Meng roared loudly: "If Mr. Chen has nothing else to do, he can go out... It's good to go..."

"Mengmeng, what do you say? I'm here to accompany you to write your paper..."Xiao Yinuo glared at Chenxi fiercely, and his inky blue gaze swept Chenxi's back, and sure enough, the bookshelf was reorganized... Inexplicably warm in my heart~

"Thank you, Mr. Tatsu... If you're still busy, let's go and deal with things first, I'll be here with Mengmeng..."Although Xiaomeng has been in school for a while, he still needs to calm down when he writes.

So Xiao Yinuo didn't want to see these two people quarrel because of themselves here, "Since Xiao Nuo has said so, then let's go out first, and Teacher Meng will enjoy it first..."

"Harm, what are you pulling me for? If you're busy, go and deal with things, I'll stay with Mengmeng..."Xiao Yinuo deliberately lowered his voice, and the weak voice came from the little woman's pink lips, and the man couldn't help but loosen his throat.

"What do you think? I don't dare to starve Miss Yi, please, go to the living room to eat pastries..."The man's brown and black eyes stared at the little woman's pink lips, and his throat coughed uncomfortably, "Are you really not going to be responsible for me?" ”

Little Yinuo blushed, "Responsible? What is the responsibility? Then he remembered that the man had rearranged the bookshelf for himself, "That?" Why do you have so many books about education in your house? ”

"Heh, it's not that good buddy Yi Tong said to prepare more books..."Chen Xi stroked the broken hair on his forehead with a weak heart, this is not the book that Yi Tong personally prepared for you, since he knew that you were going to class, he began to run around the bookstore to find books...

"Oh, so that's the case~" Xiao Yinuo blushed and lowered her head, it turned out that someone had always liked her and taken care of her, even if that person was no longer there, that love was still full of the entire chest.

"What? Change the subject again? Chen Xi twisted his arm in annoyance, how could he tell her this, isn't this pure looking for trouble? You still don't want to be responsible for me, do you? ”

"What? I'm going to the living room to eat pastries~" Xiao Yinuo turned his head to the side with tears in his eyes, he was too good to himself, and now he can't forget him, almost thinking that he is the one in this life.

The big dark blue eyes were shy with tears, and the pink lips were purple from being bitten by themselves, and the eye frames were still red inadvertently.

"No, I just want you to save my shirt, you don't want to be responsible? If it weren't for helping you organize my bookshelves, would my clothes get dirty? Chenxi stared at the little woman's back and wanted to go forward and hug her, but he still held back.

He has no name and no point, what qualifications does he have to comfort her?

"Hey, don't eat pastries, I'll go over by myself..."Chen Xi really wanted to say to her: "Cry, you still have me..."

It has always been, she is his woman, he has been looking at her from afar, always has been!

"I'm not going to eat pastries, I'll keep Mengmeng and come down to eat for a while, give me the shirt, I'll wash it for you~" The crying voice was accompanied by a hint of hoarseness, and Chenxi's heart trembled violently, as if he had lost his sense of pain at the same time, only his heart was still alive.

"Why don't you really go for a bite to eat? This is brought back from the imperial capital~ The shirt is not in a hurry, just wash it after eating the pastries..."Chenxi really found that this little woman has changed a lot, and he can't tell where he has changed, and he always feels that he doesn't know her so well.

"Don't eat, I'll go back to my room first... When do you want to wash your shirt and call me..."Little Inuo's hoarse voice was speechless, and his heart was very uncomfortable, his white little hand covered his thumping little heart, and his bloodless face became even more embarrassed.

"Alas..."Looking at the slender back of the little woman, the man's eyes were so cold that they could freeze, and he shouldn't have mentioned the man Yitong. Now that he has died, everything is left to him, and he really looks up to him.

"Little Liuzi, I've been to Yijia Manor recently, I'm ready to take over, and it's time to find a job to make a living in southern Jiangsu..."

"Harm, that's right~ When Teacher Meng comes out later, let her bring some food to Yinuo..." When did he Chenxi have such great ability, and he could talk to a little woman for so long in such a dress.

"Mr. Chen, why don't you go to dinner first..."

"No, I'll take a shower~ I'll bring a new shirt later..."Where is he willing to let her do the laundry, if he can, he would rather help her wash...

"That's... Okay~" Xiao Liuzi still wanted to say when to ask Miss Yi to come down to wash the shirt, but then he reacted, how could he be willing to let Yinuo wash his clothes~

Winter is coming soon, and the season that little Ino fears the most is coming...

In the past, Yi Tong helped her prepare all the little things for the winter, but now she doesn't expect anyone. The world is fair, and God does not stipulate that anyone must take care of themselves and take care of themselves.

So she can do it herself~ A square tissue was spread out on the bedside table, Xiao Yinuo thought about the more various small gifts sent to her by Yitong in the past winter, and the tip of the pen flew on the soft tissue.

This year, no one gives themselves ~ they can give themselves ~ no one loves themselves, they can love themselves ~

It's time for her to grow up, Yi Hitomi has sheltered her for so long, and it's time for her to leave his arms... It's just that he shouldn't have died so early...

The little "ice cube" with red eyes, humming a little snot, planning his life one by one, tears wet the tissue, and the ink on the tissue is stained...

It bears a weight that it shouldn't be at this age.