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Song Yixue, who is alive and well, or "did not die", fell asleep on Zhao Nianci's lap with a small face after calling her master, as if she woke up just to repeat her original intention, and then she would continue to sleep upside down.

Lin Xie's expression was strange, and he couldn't guess what was going on with this little girl.

Because her expression is not half cunning, but like a bird emerging from an eggshell, she will call her parents when she catches someone, and she will think that it is her own when she sees a dog.

Simple and not pretentious, it describes Song Yixue's current state.

Zhao Nianci's tears had not dried yet, and in the end, the remaining ones were not finished, dripping on the little girl's head, and her loving motherhood naturally tended to soothe her hand on the fragile little head melon on her knees, and gently stroked it.

"You said you picked it up, did you have amnesia? How do I feel so familiar to her? ”

Women's emotional changes are always so rapid, one second they are still crying for Lin Xie to bring other women back, and the next second is like Detective Conan pinching his chin to investigate the case.

"No, I just picked it up, and I don't know anything else." Lin Xie really doesn't lie, and when he says something that doesn't conform to the facts, every punctuation mark is narrating the unnaturalness between the lines.

The loss is that this pure natural unnatural is surprisingly convincing, if the atmosphere is not breathing, and the heart is straightforward, there is still the ingredient of pretending and being ready.

"Ahh I know, is she the anchor Song ....... What is Song? Zhao Nianci then sobbed his nose, and finally stopped crying, such as finding the truth, the detective who answered the answer, said with some excitement.

"What's going on with Song?" Lin Xie asked sincerely, and the faces of the two kept getting closer.

I can't think of it, Zhao Nianci knows the identity and occupation of this girl, and I don't know anything else, but I vaguely remember that she once appeared on the homepage of Xiongyu, and she has been sought after recently, and her popularity ranges from 300,000 to 400,000.

"Ahhhh Zhao Nianci gave a thumbs up, as if he was afraid of waking up this girl, and lowered his voice for the next words.

"Did you really pick it up?" The whispered inquiry is a bit threatening.

"Really, absolutely." Lin Xie said the ambiguous truth, but he had confidence, his index finger and middle finger were straight, and he stared at Song Yixue without giving in.

"Be quiet! Why are you so loud! Although it was a blaming voice, the satisfaction in her tone could not be hidden, and she told Lin Xie in an angry ending that you have passed this level, and you will no longer doubt it.

Once the day is ready to dawn, every minute and every second is extraordinarily weighty, the light is like a line, plucking the heartstrings of the unasleep, and the fine particles that have existed in the air of Wangjing for a long time, slowly fluttering, free, like jumping on the piano keys of a lullaby.

Zhao Nianci's understanding made Lin Xie's heart feel happy, and at the same time, it was accompanied by a strong sleepiness, as if he would die if he didn't fall asleep in the next second.

He leaned on his back, leaning on her shoulder, thinking that he should not explain, let this girl go casually, and let's go back to sleep in the bed.

This action reminded her very well, but his small dependence did not work, maybe it was to punish Lin Xie's carelessness, or maybe Zhao Nianci had other plans, she twisted her shoulders, held Song Yixue's head, and got up.

Then interspersed under her armpits, dragged Song Yixue to her room with a dragging action, and then didn't look back, like a child who quarreled with her parents and decided to run away from home, with a stubborn back to declare, "Coax me, otherwise there will be no chance!" ”

Lin Xie was abandoned on the sofa, thinking in his heart, this Sister Zhao, even if she is relying on herself, she doesn't want to help herself, maybe she is thinking about her big man, and she is also touching the body of a thin woman, which is very inconvenient.

This tsundere's little back is so cute, it makes people want to pinch and knead, and then use their hands to tease his soft white back, indulge in her charming lines, and make a dream that I can't remember when I wake up when I am asleep.

Nostalgic for her back, Lin Xie regained her strength and tried to go to her room and regain her gentleness.

The hand was weakly against the door, felt the resistance of the lock, and knocked lightly twice: "Nian Ci, Xiao Cici, open the door ......"

Tiredness and tiredness stimulated the sweetness and greasy that Lin Xie had never had, and the whole person shouted "Little Cici" like a crazy male dog, if these three recordings were recorded and listened to by him when he was sober, I don't know if his face would be red like a monkey's ass.

But he knocked and didn't respond, and the halo that came in from the outside was more sleep-inducing than usual, catering to the shadows of the room that was not favored by the light, he simply sat down, his hand was in the shape of a slap on the door, and suddenly he didn't move, and he actually fell asleep.

Zhao Nianci put the girl she picked up on her pink bed, covered her with a quilt, and heard Lin Xie at the door shouting a nickname that she had never had before, and almost stumbled, but she turned to laugh, and covered her lips that smiled like a fairy, as if she was afraid of making a sound.

Hesitating between whether to open the door and making him suffer again, he sat on the bed and thought about it.

After the gentle knocking on the door stopped, she felt a little sorry for Lin Xie, how could she know that she was wrong to blame him, and let him endure his little temper?

With this in mind, she opened the door and saw Lin Xie leaning against the door and sleeping soundly.

Although he fell asleep under such a terrible situation, his expression was extremely relaxed, his eyes were still rolling, and his mind seemed to be choosing what type of dream to do.

His face was stained with ash, his neck was scratched, his clothes were stained with dirt, and his hair was messy, like a bird's nest under attack by an eagle.

Zhao Nianci thought about it at this time, he blamed Lin Xie for bringing other women back from the beginning, but he didn't tell him about his situation, he didn't care why he didn't reply in time, maybe he suffered some unexpected situation? Otherwise, with his white and pure appearance, how could he become such a vagabond.

Still don't ask, from Lin Xie's branches, he learned that the details need to be filtered by himself to tell himself, so it's better not to ask, if he is willing to tell himself, he will naturally say.

She returned to her room, but after a while, she took out a steaming towel, covered it in the palm of her hand, gently wet it, washed the filth on Lin Xie's face and neck, and then sat on the ground, put his head on her knees, and gently patted his shoulder, feeling that his beating heart was becoming calmer and calmer, and the rate of breathing was infinitely close to the rhythm of his own beating,

The whole room goes into a docile, sweet clockwork.

In his mind, he thought that Lin Xie was lying on the door, shouting that Xiao Cici was a certain appearance, so should he think of a nickname for him.

Little scorpion? No, no, no, it's too earthy.

Forest puppets, right? What the hell! She blamed herself for coming up with this stubble, and her thinking face almost broke out laughing.

It's a sweet annoyance.