Chapter 481 Must Be So Literary and Artistic?

Su Dongning got closer, and the moment he turned his head, the faces of the two people almost touched together.

She almost hastily moved her face away, and hurriedly spoke: "Because I don't think you can think of this kind of trick, Zhou Chengwei is much more yin than you."

Nangong Jun lowered his voice, "We have different ideas, he is worried that you will be poached, I can't get used to Qi Yan's attitude towards you.

If I can't watch from your side, I won't be able to sleep."

The friction of the breath over Su Dongning's ear pinna actually gave birth to some subtle ambiguity invisibly.

"Don't do this inexplicably, it's disgusting."

She frowned and distanced herself, "Even if you don't have a face, the child is behind you, can't you take care of it a little."

Su Xixi and the three of them originally met head to head and played Huarong Dao together.

Hearing this, she raised her head and said seriously: "It's okay, we are all wearing headphones, we can't hear it."

Su Dongning: "......"

The sentence she took now was not to the point.

Su Dongning was more concerned about why their little cub would help Nangong Jun speak?

How long has she been away from home, why did Su Xixi, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, also defect to the enemy?!

Su Dongning didn't want to be teased by them, so she simply didn't continue to speak.

When I got home, I just opened the door and saw a painting that belonged to her, which was generously placed in the living room.

The picture on her is not a retouched photo, but a daily photo.

Apparently it was secretly photographed.

But the expression is extremely smart.

Su Dongning vaguely felt that he had seen it somewhere, so he couldn't help but speak, "Where did it come from?"

"I brought it from the old mansion and the place where I used to live."

Nangong Jun said frankly, "I haven't had anything else to do recently, so I'll take these things together and sort them out."

"Mr. Nangong filled the whole room with my photos before, to commemorate my death.

Now that people are alive and well, standing in front of you, you are still packing these things, what do you mean, curse me to death?"

Su Dongning deliberately provoked, "Who is good to put this kind of thing in someone's room?"

"There are a lot of things that I think are memorable, so I don't want to throw them away."

Nangong Jun actually patiently explained, "There are a lot of photos in it, maybe you haven't even seen it yourself, do you want to go up and take a look?"

I have to say that he is really good at manipulating people's hearts.

Su Dongning originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought about it, it was very likely that she had never seen it, maybe there was something new and interesting.

So I went upstairs.

Nangong Jun walked behind her.

Although he doesn't see a leg injury when he walks, it is still difficult to do some postures.

Like going up and down stairs.

Su Dongning didn't know why, an indescribable feeling spread in his heart, and he slowed down slightly, waiting for him to go.

The innermost room on the second floor.

Although Su Dongning was ready, he pushed open the door and involuntarily held his breath.

It's all her stuff.

There are many, many photographs, from small to large in order of age.

A note is written next to each photo, probably when I was a few years old, and judging by the handwriting, it should be my mother's.

There were also some things she used when she was a child, many of which she had forgotten herself.

She looked in silence in the room for a long time before she whispered, "Where are you from? Shouldn't they all ask my parents for it?"

"Most of it was from where your grandfather used to live."

Nangong Jun said softly, "Someone else is in the hospital, and there is no one living in the house, so I will find someone to clean up, and they will see it."

After asking your parents for permission, I took it out."

Nangong Jun pointed to a three-year-old photo with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ms. Su, it's inconvenient to tell me, what were you thinking at the time of this photo of you not wearing clothes?"

At that time, she was still young, and she lived in the countryside with her grandparents for a while.

A group of children play together, and there is basically no sense of male and female.

She must have just swam out of the river, slick and smiling.

"Why are you embarrassed to ask me this, I haven't said you offended."

Su Dongning casually grabbed a post-it note from the side, and took it on the photo without saying a word.

"Taking advantage of other people's absences in broad daylight, peeping at photos of people who didn't wear clothes before, aren't you a pure hooligan?"

Nangong Jun snorted, and his eyes were undisguised distress.

"These are old photos, very fragile, easy to break."

Fortunately, a film was coated on it in advance to prevent it from being poisoned by Su Dongning.

Looking at his true feelings, Su Dongning's heart softened for a moment.

She whispered, "What are you doing with this? I thought you were perverted enough to keep my room as it was."

"At that time, I thought I might not see you again, so I wanted to keep all your things."

Nangong Jun paused slightly and lowered his voice, "Now I feel that I haven't had the opportunity to participate in many of your pasts, and I want to learn a little bit through these."

It would be nice if it reminded you of something that you were happy with before."

At this time, his eyes were sincere, and he looked at her quietly.

It was as if the eyes were already telling her everything.

Su Dongning quickly looked away, pretending to be indifferent.

"It's okay, but you have to know that some things are missed, and you can't just make up for them by just pulling them over."

Although she said so, her eyes couldn't deceive people.

The glimmer of light in his eyes was obviously not unimpressed.

Su Dongning finally knew why the two little cubs of their family suddenly defected to the enemy.

It is estimated that he also saw these things prepared by Nangong Jun, which changed his opinion a little.

For a moment, her gaze rested on the marriage papers.

She has seen it countless times, and it's nothing, what matters is what Wen Jingshu wrote next to her.

In her beautiful handwriting, she wrote: "Congratulations to my daughter, entering a new stage of life, and the future will be better and better."

At the end, there are a few other jumbled photos, until at the end, a blank sheet of paper.

The handwriting on it changed, and a powerful handwriting reads, "Another new stage of life, and everything will be different."

Su Dongning's gaze stayed on it for a moment, and pretended to speak narrowly:

"Has Mr. Nangong been injured and stuck at home for too long?

If you have the time to toss these things, forget it, and actually struggle to write such words.

Does it have to be so literary?"

Nangong Jun didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Su Dongning thought that he had said something wrong.

He suddenly whispered, "These are not things I have nothing to do with writing and playing, but my true thoughts.

The three children are still young, and we have a lot of opportunities, you ......."

Before he finished speaking, Su Dongning shook his head and said lightly, "I don't want to."