Liang Beixuan didn't say anything anymore, just quietly watched Nan Shi eat on the side. Nan Shi asked him why he was watching, was it comfortable just watching and not eating?

"I've had breakfast and I'm not hungry." This answer was very direct, but it didn't feel enough in Nanshi's ears.

"Then you haven't finished answering yet, see what I do?" Then pretend that you continue to understand the amorous feelings, and it's good to be bad. It may be that she has been with a girl with big nerves like Yi Rui Hagi for a long time, and Nan Shi herself has now become wilted and wilted.

"Because you're so good-looking." Liang Beixuan replied without thinking about it, making Nan Shi feel in a good mood. However, I always feel that some are fake, and the shortcomings are real.

However, when I lowered my head and continued to drink porridge, I felt that it was true.

After all, it's still delicious. The outer skin of the blood glutinous rice is a little thin and crispy, and the inside is soft and glutinous; The rice aroma and taste of rice are real to the heart; The softness of the red beans and the sweetness of the dates are also pitted, which is comfortable and reassuring.

Unconsciously, a bowl of hot porridge is in the stomach, and the heart is warm, even the perennial cold hands are warmed through a layer of towels, and it has not dissipated quickly, as if there is also the warmth of this bowl of porridge.

"Uh...... Help me get a napkin. Finding that the pack of napkins at the bedside had run out, Nan Shi was embarrassed to ask Liang Beixuan to help her get the paper on the other side of the sofa.

Liang Beixuan's hand was long, and he reached the position of the paper as soon as he reached it, and when he pulled it, he wanted to hand it over to Nan Shi, but his eyes rolled, and he had other plans.

"Please, I'm hurting my leg, but I can still move my hand." Who wants Liang Beixuan gently helped Nan Shi wipe the remnants of red bean and red date porridge at the corner of his mouth. Nan Shi wanted to be independent, so he grabbed the paper alone, but in the end, he still had his hands in the air and did not continue.

Sit quietly in place, and let Liangbeixuan quietly help him wipe carefully.

Close is a soft and light white paper, but it is each other's hearts that are pulled in. Nan Shi felt that the flames burning in his heart were rising higher and higher, and his body was gradually heating up as the flames rose.

Signify in color, sound in sound, and then metaphor.

It was a snow-white cheek with a rare rosy cheek and a blooming red flower, a hurried eye that didn't know how to respond, and calmly accepted the warmth given in front of him in the struggle, and it was a seemingly ambiguous but in fact the two torso bodies who wanted to merge each other swarmed to enjoy the attempt and obedience.

There are more light marks of glutinous rice purple on the white paper, and there are more jujube skins that are accidentally too involved and intoxicated.

Gently, it is gentle.

It doesn't hurt or itch, but I just want to retreat and escape from the eyes and heartbeat that I think are hot in front of me; However, the body is always honest, and involuntarily wants to get closer, and then get closer, and look at you a few more times, for fear that you will leave.

tacitly did not speak, but looked at each other, eager for an answer they hoped for. Are you my other side? Then, on the other side, will the flowers bloom because of me, because of you, because of you and me?

I don't know how many fairy tales I have been attracted to since I was a child. It is said that the final ending is that the good guy wins, and the prince and princess live happily ever after. And what about the bad guys? Dead, of course!

The bad guys and the good guys are so pure. The children want to be that princess or prince and dream of themselves from an early age. At this time, Nan Shi was not the one who longed to become a princess in reality?

And she, why hasn't she considered having another prince by her side?

But she didn't know what the prince would think or how he would respond.

At this time, Nan Shi really hoped that time would freeze at this moment and no one would disturb her, so she would be immersed in this illusory world and not pull it out. Because once pulled out, she must also guard the first little beauty in her heart, and at the same time wait for the beauty to come.

Unfortunately, the facts are often unsatisfactory, and there are always times when they do not meet their expectations.

The knock on the door sounded, Nan Shi was worried about whether his current ghost appearance could be seen, and when he saw that the "culprit" next to him was still calm, he couldn't help but chuckle: Then what is she afraid of?

"Just open the door." Nan Shi informed the people outside the door, saying that he used gestures to suggest that Liang Beixuan should sit farther away, not so close.

Liang Beixuan also looked understanding, nodded thoughtfully, and then moved to the sofa and sat leisurely, as if nothing had happened before.

Xiao Nuo brought some tea leaves, saying that it was Nanshi's favorite rose tea.

"I've been talking about the hurt for a few weeks, don't be so pessimistic, the tea has been delivered." Nan Shi didn't want Xiao Nuo to break the bank, but Xiao Nuo was voluntary, so he had to accept it.

"What's so polite, our iron friends, as it should be." Xiao Nuo took care of Nan Shi at this time, let her accept the gift, and turned her head to look at the other side.

A war without gunpowder is on the verge of breaking out!

Xiao Nuo's heart at this time can be described as full of mixed feelings.

As soon as he entered the room, he wanted to ask if he had eaten breakfast, but he didn't ask after seeing the insulated bag and the empty insulated box, and it was precisely because of a series of thermal insulation items that he knew that there were still people in the room.

Don't say that he forgot about Liang Beixuan, a big living person, but because at that time, Xiao Nuo only had Nan Shi in his eyes, and nothing else had anything to do with him.

When did Nan Shi have one more person by his side? How did he not know all along?

Xiao Nuo thinks that he should have met in Nanshi school, and he didn't have much sense of crisis when he first met. But when he thought of that bowl of porridge, he felt that his opponent was a little strong, and he really took Nan Shi to heart.

He didn't know what Liang Beixuan was thinking, he Xiao Nuo didn't know the rival who suddenly appeared.

As for Liang Beixuan, if you want to ask, his answer is very simple: wait and see! I'm confident that I'm not narcissistic!

Xiao Nuo found that his cannonball fired had no effect at all, but in exchange for the contempt and blindness of the other party. He was annoyed, so what reason should he use to win Nanshi?

No, there is a saying that is not true, Nan Shi is not an item between two people, it is a person! It is not something that can be exchanged for money or goods.

"Do you want to get to know each other? It's been looking at each other for so long, why don't you just ask? Seeing one sitting with a warm smile, and the other standing with a forced smile, Nan Shi felt that there was a ghost between the two of them, and something happened that she didn't know.

"Oh, of course, if this is your friend, why isn't he my friend?" Xiao Nuo felt that his face was too stiff before, and he might be seen as famous, so he scratched his head pretending to be confused, and then stretched out his hand to Liang Beixuan.

"Why don't you introduce yourself?" His hand was stretched out in front of Liang Beixuan, but he just didn't stretch out his hand, and he didn't even stand up.

"I'm so excited, it's rare that I can have one more friend, I'm afraid you will laugh at my lack of friends, I'm Xiao Nuo, a friend in the Xiaoshi Dance Troupe, get to know me." Xiao Nuo was a little unhappy, but he still refused to admit defeat. What he doesn't want to admit is that what he is in front of him is a smiling tiger, who looks like a sensible son, but in fact he is the master of the black belly playing yin.

"Okay, I'm Liangbeixuan, and I met him in school." Liang Beixuan then bowed his head, and that bright smile shook Xiao Nuo's face, "Is it Xiao Nuo?" Aren't you tired all the time stretching out your hands? ”

Dare to love this is not to give face? Xiao Nuo didn't play his cards according to common sense: "Oh, I see, we don't feel tired of dancing, and we won't be so pretentious." ”