Looking at his tangled look, Yan Jiao didn't want to remind him, so let him go slowly.

Until the evening, Yan Jiao saw that An Nanzhi was still looking at her with a tangled little expression.

"Seeing your dumb look, my heart is suddenly much more balanced."

An Nanzhi: ......

Regarding Yan Jiao's words, An Nanzhi was a little incomprehensible.

"Don't you seem to be very smart on weekdays, why can't you turn a corner in this matter?"

"So Gillian, what do you mean?"

An Nan looked at this Yan Jiao with a happy face.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and warm the bed!"

It's not the end of the month again, Yan Jiao needs to calculate this month's expenses and income, and there is still a month's profit.

Reckoning is very cumbersome and troublesome, and it's not good for a while, and it's a little cold on this day, so after sitting on the stove for a long time, Yan Jiao feels sore and sad, and the stool is hard, she intuitively sits down and can't hold her ass, so she wants to go to the bed to sit and settle the account.

But the bed was cold, so she desperately needed someone to help her warm up the bed at the moment.

After An Nanzhi heard Yan Jiao's words, he lay down on the bed very slowly, even if Yan Jiao didn't talk to him at this time, his eyes were always on her.

After a quarter of an hour, Yan Jiao felt that the time was almost up, so she moved a low table and put it on the bed, when she sat in the bed, Yan Jiao only felt that the quilt was a lot warmer, and she could inadvertently smell the fragrance of An Nanzhi's body.

"What kind of bath have you been taking lately, it's so fragrant!"

Yan Jiao found that the smell on An Nanzhi's body seemed to be different from before, he used to have the smell of soaphorn on his body, but now it seems that the taste has changed.

"Is it fragrant? Why didn't I smell it? ”

Hearing Yan Jiao's words, An Nanzhi deliberately lowered his head and sniffed it, but he didn't smell any fragrance on his body.

"How could it not be, there is! It's that faint scent, do you rub the balm every day? ”

Otherwise, how could the faint fragrance become strong after he hurried up, so Yan Jiao was very suspicious that this An Nanzhi had to rub the balm every day after bathing, otherwise how could it be so fragrant?

"Nope! My dignified manly husband, how can I wipe that kind of thing, and I am saying that the balm is not only used by you women? ”

On the way to Beijing to catch the exam, An Nanzhi also saw some scholars like a girl, applying grease and powder on their faces, and rubbing some balm, he actually hates this kind of people, and thinks that when they do this, they don't even have their own masculinity.

So after hearing Yan Jiao say that he was rubbing balm, those greased and powdered scholars appeared in his mind, and he was afraid that Yan Jiao would mistakenly think that he was also that kind of person, so he quickly explained to her.

"Don't get me wrong, I just think the fragrance on your body is still very good, and I thought you were rubbing some kind of balm, and I plan to let you introduce it, I want to try it too."

"But I didn't wear the balm."

But since he had kept an eye on her privately, he would see what kind of balm was right for her.

"Forget it, I'll just ask casually!"

Yan Jiao felt that An Nanzhi's words should not lie to her, maybe he might be the so-called body fragrance.

After speaking, Yan Jiao continued to look at the account book, and she found that the bookkeeper in this store had a complicated way of keeping accounts, anyway, she was dizzy to watch, she really couldn't stand this complicated bookkeeping method, she took the pen and made annotations on the side, and used her own way to make this account book look simpler.

Xu is this Yan Jiao really can't get used to this brush, and before she can write two words, the ink melts away, looking at the ink stains on the account book, Yan Jiao can't help but sigh.

"What, Gillian?"

Hearing Yan Jiao's sigh, An Nan, who was originally lying in the quilt, sat up in a second.

"I wanted to write, but who knew it would be like this! Who invented the brush, how inconvenient it is to write with this brush, you can't invent some simple pens! ”

"That's it, whatever you want to write, I'll write it for you."

Hearing Yan Jiao's complaint, An Nanzhi couldn't help but chuckle, everyone has been writing with a brush since ancient times, and he also thinks that this brush is very good for writing, is there any pen that is more convenient than writing with a brush?

"But your hand ......"

She was naturally happy when she heard that An Nanzhi took the initiative to help her write, but when she saw the gauze wrapped in his palm, she was still a little worried.

"It's okay, in fact, my hands are almost fine."

After saying that, he took off the gauze on his hand, and the wound had already healed, and the reason why he was still wrapped in gauze was just to gain sympathy.

"After all, there are still scars, what beautiful hands."

Seeing the scar on An Nanzhi's palm, Yan Jiao grabbed it in her hand with some distress and gently stroked it with her fingers.

An Nanzhi only felt that his palm was itchy, and there was a tingle at the tip of his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his fingers, but his hand was held by Yan Jiao.

"Don't look at it! This scar will scare you! ”

An Nanzhi looked at the palms of both hands with a broken palm pattern like a scar, which looked extremely hideous, and he was afraid of scaring her.

"Am I that superficial? Besides, your hands are also scarred to save me, okay? What qualifications do I have? And next time, you are not allowed to pick up the white blade empty-handed, if it wasn't for your luck last time, your hands will be cut off in unison! ”

Every time Yan Jiao saw the scar on his palm, she would think of how dangerous that night was, and naturally she couldn't forget the scene when he fearlessly blocked in front of her.

Obviously, he is just a scholar, and he needs to be protected, so how can he do such a dangerous thing.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You say, as long as I know, I'll tell you."

Not to mention a problem, even ten, hundred, thousand, he will know everything.

"Aren't you afraid of death? It was so dangerous last time, why did you stand in front of me? ”

Yan Jiao had been pressing this sentence in his heart for a long time, after all, it was not the first time or twice that he had been in danger for her.

"What about you, Gillian, why did you rescue me from danger again and again? If you hadn't come to save me in the first place, you wouldn't have a scar on your face, wouldn't you have a grudge against me? ”

This question has been in An Nanzhi's heart for a long time, and he also wants to know an answer.

"Do you need to ask about this? Because we're friends, of course! There's no way I'm going to die without saving, am I? ”

"Just friends?"

This......

Regarding An Nanzhi's rhetorical question, Yan Jiao was speechless for a while.