"I think we're pretty good, too." Mo Ziqi sandwiched a piece of mutton for the Sultan, which was a rare sensational.

Because the sultan had to go home in the afternoon, and he had to go to Jiang Nan to report, Mo Ziqi watched the time to eat, and they ended the lunch at around twelve twenty.

A group of three people came to the front desk to check out, it was still the lobby manager who greeted them, Mo Ziqi took out the card and handed it over, the lobby manager set his eyes on Zhang Qiang, Zhang Qiang nodded, and also took out a card from his wallet and handed it over, saying: "Use my discount card to help this young lady settle the bill." ”

The lobby manager smiled and nodded, took Mo Ziqi's card with both hands, and then took Zhang Qiang's card, first swiped Mo Ziqi's card, and then swiped Zhang Qiang's card, * After typing, he returned the two cards to them separately.

Out of the mall, Zhang Qiang asked, "I'll go home, will you go back?" ”

Mo Ziqi nodded and said, "Well, I have to go to Jiang Nan's house to make rolls in the afternoon, and the Sultan has to go home." ”

Zhang Qiang nodded, and asked again: "Let's take a taxi back together, anyway, stop by the way." ”

This time the Sultan and Mo Ziqi did not refuse, yes, by the way anyway.

Sultan's father arrived at Mo Ziqi's house at two o'clock in the afternoon, brought a few souvenirs over to express his gratitude, and was warmly welcomed by Mo Ziqi's parents to the house for tea.

Cheng Siming met Mo Ziqi for the first time, and felt that she was very much like the former Sultan, lively and cheerful, eccentric, and when she left, she warmly invited her to come to her home to play with the Sultan in the future.

Mo Ziqi's smiling eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and she nodded vigorously and said okay, in fact, she also wanted to go to the Sultan's house to play, but the time was too tight and she didn't have a chance, but she should be free after the college entrance examination.

Cheng Siming also has his purpose in doing this, first, he really thinks Mo Ziqi is very good and suitable to be friends. The second is that his family Shuangshuang has always had a knot in her heart since her mother was in a car accident, although she has become much more mature and stable, but he doesn't want to make her mature because of such things! Mo Ziqi is so lively and cheerful, if she gets along with her more, her daughter should become more lively.

After the car started, Cheng Qiming said to the Sultan: "Frost, there are sugar oranges and shaved sugar cane in the back seat, and there are also bags for garbage, you can take them and eat them." "He bought it from the fruit store when he came, and he was afraid that she would read a book in the car again, which would be bad for her eyes.

When the Sultan heard this, he smiled and brought the plastic bag from the back seat to the front, and then put it on his lap, and when he opened it, he saw a small bag of oranges and sugar cane that had been broken into small sections, she actually ate very much at noon, but now it is more than three o'clock, and she has consumed a lot of it no matter how full she is, and it is still okay to eat some fruit, and it is good for digestion!

There were a lot of cars on the road, Cheng Siming drove unfast, saw that the Sultan was eating happily, and asked: "Is it sweet or not, I didn't taste it when I bought it, and I don't know if it's delicious." ”

The Sultan stuffed half an orange into his mouth, puffed out one cheek and said, "Hmm! Very sweet, no dregs, delicious. ”

Cheng Siming smiled and said: "I've been in school for more than a month, I'm tired, right?" She still understands his own daughter, as long as she studies it, she is very serious and can endure hardships, although she doesn't look thin, but in the eyes of her daughter's slave father, she hasn't seen her daughter for more than a month, and she must feel that her daughter has suffered hardships, and she is also very tired from studying.

"No! I don't have to do manual work, except for the unfinished homework and test papers, it seems that there is nothing. The Sultan peeled a large sugar orange, handed it to Cheng Siming's mouth, and said, "Dad, it's delicious, you can eat one too." ”

Cheng Siming opened his mouth and ate the orange in his mouth, thinking to himself: It's better to be a daughter! Unlike the stinky boy at home, he likes things, and he can look at you with a face full of grievances when he touches them, until he sees that you are weak-hearted.

After swallowing the oranges in his mouth, Cheng Siming said: "Your grandmother got up early in the morning, went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of vegetables you like to eat, and bought a pigeon to make soup. ”

When the Sultan heard this, he laughed happily and said to Cheng Siming: "That tangyuan must have a puffed up face to express his unhappiness. Through the words, she could imagine her brother's angry look.

Hehe... Cheng Siming also smiled and said, "You guessed wrong this time, Tang Yuan knew that you were finally coming back, and he also helped peel longan!" "Although I peeled three and ate one, it was a help.

The Sultan knew his brother too well, and immediately came to the truth: "Then he must have helped because he wanted to eat longan." ”

Cheng Siming asked in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

The Sultan spat out the seeds in his mouth and said with a smile: "When he hears that I am coming back, he will only worry about one thing, and that is how is the winter vacation homework doing?" "Because every time the Sultan goes back, he looks at his homework and the papers he has examined, and there are no exceptions, which is a reflex.

Hahaha... Maybe it's because it's a long distance, maybe it's because she's full and sleepy, the father and daughter just didn't speak for more than ten minutes, and when Cheng Siming looked at the Sultan again, he found that she had fallen asleep leaning on a chair, with oranges and sugar cane on her lap.

After a while, when crossing the traffic light, Cheng Siming stopped the car, then took off the bag on the Sultan's lap, looked at the sleeping daughter and sighed softly, and the sadness on his face also appeared, completely lacking the ease when chatting with the Sultan before.

Besides, Mo Ziqi, after the Sultan left, she directly folded two test papers, took a pen and rode out on a bicycle, the sun was too warm, Mo Ziqi who entered Ji Xun's house yawned for a long time, and thought that she had gone home to sleep if she didn't know.

Mo Ziqi knocked on Jiang Nan's door, there was no way, since the last quilt incident, Mo Ziqi has been much more cautious.

"Why is it so late today?" Jiang Nan's room was air-conditioned, and he was only wearing long-sleeved loungewear.

"Hmmm! After going out at noon, Mo Ziqi took out the test paper and pen from his pocket, looked at Jiang Nan's dress, and then took off his padded jacket and put it on the sofa, and said with a smile: "You look very well-dressed in this kind of home clothes, ahhh No, it's well-dressed. ”

Jiang Nan resisted the urge to strangle her and asked, "What meat dishes did you eat at noon?" ”

Mo Ziqi looked at Jiang Nan inexplicably and said, "There are beef and mutton, as well as shrimp, and some others." ”

Jiang Nan looked at Mo Ziqi, smiled weirdly, sat down and said, "I thought you ate pig brains?" ”

Mo Ziqi was angry, she stood up and "snapped" when she was sitting, and slapped her hand on the table they were using, what Mo Ziqi didn't expect was that the table did not make a sound that could deter Jiang Nan, but her own face became more and more red.

After looking at Jiang Nan opposite him with a smiling expression, Mo Ziqi couldn't hold back, raised his heroic hand and shook it wildly, shouting as he shook it: "Ah... Painful to death, painful to death..."

Jiang Nan flicked the table with his fingers and said to Mo Ziqi: "What? Want to practice iron sand palms? Solid wood, two centimeters thick. ”

Mo Ziqi sat down while blowing his hands, and muttered in a low voice: "You just did it on purpose to buy such a thick table." As he spoke, a mist gathered in his eyes.

Jiang Nan looked at Mo Ziqi, who looked pitiful, so she could only get up and walk to the coffee table, then squatted down, took out a bag of pistachios and a bag of macadamia nuts from it and put them in front of her, and said, "Okay, it's my fault, this is bought for you to eat, I originally wanted to give it to you on the first day of the new year, but it doesn't hurt to give it to you now." ”

The fog in Mo Ziqi's eyes suddenly dissipated, originally she wanted to shed tears because of the pain, but now she was hit by Jiang Nan's sugar-coated cannonball, and she forgot about whether it hurt or not, after all, she is so an adult, she can still suffer a little pain, right?

Mo Ziqi opened the pistachio, pulled out a piece of toilet paper and began to peel it, putting the kernel on the paper and the shell aside.

Jiang Nan looked at it, pointed to the trash can not far away and said, "There is a trash can there, you can take it and fill it into shells." ”

Mo Ziqi shook his head and said, "This shell is useful, I can use it to make a New Year's gift for you, it's very beautiful." ”

Jiang Nan listened, looked at the pistachio shells that she peeled into two petals, and also helped her peel them.

After peeling all the pistachios, the two looked at each other and smiled, Mo Ziqi put all the shells into the bag, then sealed them and put them aside, twisted a pistachio and put it in his mouth, Mo Ziqi spread out the roll and began to make it.

Jiang Nan also twisted one and put it in his mouth, and continued the physics scroll in his hand.

Halfway through, Jiang Nan found that Mo Ziqi's head was little by little, she was doing English, and she had to nod a few times to write a question, and after looking at her for a while, Mo Ziqi finally couldn't stay up, and began to sleep on the table, and explained before going to bed: "I'll sleep for ten minutes." "After a few seconds, the breathing is even.

Jiang Nan saw that she was asleep, got up and went to the sofa to take her clothes and wanted to put them on her, but her padded jacket was a smooth fabric, and she couldn't wear it at all, so she slipped down at once, Jiang Nan had to put her clothes back on the sofa, and then took a jacket from her closet and put it on her.

Maybe his clothes were big enough, so he wrapped Mo Ziqi in his entirety, revealing only a head and a face, his rosy lips were slightly pursed, and his eyelashes were long.

Seeing that she slept so soundly, Jiang Nan reached out and tapped her nose, and said with a smile: "The ghost believes that you only sleep for ten minutes." ”

Sure enough, it wasn't until the sun began to go down that Mo Ziqi woke up faintly, sat up and stretched after yawning, and only looked back when she noticed something falling to the ground, picked it up and found that it was Jiang Nan's clothes, and her newly awake head was a little mushy again: Didn't she have her own clothes? Does Ji Xun have a special hobby? Or do you have some other thoughts about her at all?

"This, clothes?" Mo Ziqi asked Jiang Nan, who was still doing the question.

Jiang Nan raised his head, looked at the clothes on his hand, looked at her face again, and said, "I think, more important than this, you slept for two hours." As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to two.

Mo Ziqi's head was square, and he looked at the red sunset outside the window, his face was also very red, and his heart was galloping: What about the ten minutes you said?

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Looking at the English papers he had made less than a quarter of them, Mo Ziqi wanted to wail.

Jiang Nan lowered his head and stopped looking at her, and said after a few seconds: "Anyway, there is no difference between making rolls before you wake up and not doing them, just let you sleep enough, and make rolls with a clear mind at night." ”