Facing the man's inquiring eyes, Yun Nuo smiled and stretched out his hand to hook his neck: "Do you know that your current appearance is very much like a conscientious community mediator." ”

Zhou Chongyue was helpless.

"Okay, go to bed, I'm going to the airport early tomorrow morning to see Mu Mu." After Yun Nuo finished speaking, he intimately turned off the wall lamp, and in the dark, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, "Zhou Chongyue, you will definitely be a good father in the future." ”

Zhou Chongyue didn't feel good about herself, and told a fact: "When the day comes, I may also be at a loss." ”

"I'm looking forward to that."

"What to expect."

"Look at the people and things you can't handle, and show a desperate expression."

Zhou Chongyue lowered her eyes, looked at her in the dim and unknown night, and said in a low voice: "The word despair is no longer unfamiliar to me. ”

"Huh? When? ”

"When I realize that I can't help myself, but I don't dare to love."

Yun Nuo's breath stagnated, leaving her no chance to think carefully, and she didn't have the strength to think about it anymore, because this deep kiss made her feel drowning.

She liked the breath between his jaw and neck, the smell of cedar and mint, which reminded her of the embrace that gave her life six years ago by the lotus pond in the old mansion of the Zhou family.

Fate is really a wonderful thing, at the age of fifteen, did she predict that she has become the most intimate relationship with her life-saving benefactor.

The summer night was short, Yun Nuo gently closed his eyes, and wrapped his hand around his waist, wanting to leave time in this moment, endlessly.

The next day, the alarm clock rang at seven o'clock on time.

Zhou Chongyue came back from a morning run with breakfast, and after struggling for a while, she decided to eat first and then wash.

After about ten minutes, after drinking the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, Yun Nuo hurried into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and washed the underwear he changed last night.

At this point, the sun's scorching rays hit the balcony directly, and she hung up her clothes with a clothes pole, and a video call came in on her mobile phone next to her.

Yun Nuo freed up one hand and pressed the answer button, and the shadow of Zhou Simu wearing a sunhat appeared in the video.

"Sister, are you up?"

"Just packed up, changed into clothes and go."

Zhou Simu approached the screen and looked at it, and asked suspiciously: "What are you doing, are you doing morning exercises outside the balcony?" ”

"Who will do morning exercises in the scorching sun, I'm drying clothes." Yun Nuo turned around and went back to the house with his mobile phone, the camera was facing the floor, and after only a few steps, he heard the other end ask curiously: "The third uncle doesn't do housework?" ”

This guy has a bit of a problem.

She explained: "It's my own underwear, which I left until this morning after taking a shower too late last night. ”

I thought that when it came to this, the topic should end here, but I didn't know that a scream came directly from the screen.

"Ahhh

？？

She picked up her phone, pointed the camera at herself, and asked weakly, "What do you know?" ”

Zhou Simu looked around excitedly, and then lowered his voice and said: "Last night was very intense, right, I have a slight impression of the type of the third uncle's apartment, you should start directly from the door, first to the living room sofa, roll the carpet, then go to the study, and finally to the bedroom, after finishing into the bathroom to take a bath, wash and wash, and find that the meaning is still unfinished, so take local materials, and the fire is rekindled."

"Stop!"

Yun Nuo's whole face was burning.

Just because she washed an underwear, this guy made up such a magnificent night scene.

I have to say that I do have the potential to be a director.

It's not early, Yun Nuo is too lazy to listen to her talk about some fanciful things, and directly throws a sentence: "I entered the elevator, there is no signal." I hung up the video decisively.

As soon as he turned off his phone and looked up, he met the meaningless gaze of someone in the living room.

She:

"Mu Mu is at the airport?" Zhou Chongyue raised her wrist to look at the time, and walked towards this side.

Yun Nuo looked away and nodded casually: "She said that the flight at ten o'clock, this time my aunt didn't bring a driver, probably because she wanted to go over in advance to handle the consignment." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes first." She gestured to the bedroom.

The man nodded.

A few minutes later, Yun Nuo came out in a semi-cool suit, with a solid short-sleeved T-shirt on top and a pair of khaki cropped wide-leg pants below.

In the summer, she rarely wears it like this.

And Zhou Chongyue didn't think too much about it in addition to appreciating it from a male perspective.

Arriving at the airport, there are less than twenty minutes left before boarding.

When Yun Nuo got out of the car, he asked, "Do you want to go in?" ”

"Go and send one to Mumu." Zhou Chongyue unbuckled her seat belt and pushed open the driver's door.

The people in the car breathed a sigh of relief, settled their thoughts, and then got out of the car together, and the two walked towards the hall.

Zhou Simu looked at the two figures that appeared at the door of the hall and was secretly surprised.

She didn't know that Ms. Nan had gone to Danyuan to find Zhou Chongyue yesterday, and she didn't expect her sister and third uncle to be bumped into by Ms. Nan by chance.

As a result, when the two approached, Zhou Simu's eyes began to turn back and forth like a wheel.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Nan Qiao asked.

cough, "It's a little dusty, it's okay, you talk." She quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

At this moment, Zhou Chongyue's mobile phone rang, it was the phone from the department, Nan Qiao motioned for him to be busy with his own business first, and she took Yun Nuo and found a place near the entrance to sit down and chat alone.

Naturally, it can't be pure small talk.

There is no doubt that Nan Qiao, as an aunt, can't ignore and be indifferent even if she can't interfere in many things.

Time flies quickly, from the little little in the swaddling clothes, watching her grow up slowly, to now slim, her face has faded from green and immature, and there are some shadows of her mother.

Thinking of her sister who left in her early years, Nan Qiao couldn't help but feel sour.

She originally wanted to tell her child that she had to think about major life events more than once, and she couldn't act impulsively, but she felt that if the other party was Zhou Chongyue, it seemed that such a statement would be too hypocritical and hypocritical.

After several turns in his thoughts, he could only take Yun Nuo's hand in the end, and sighed lightly: "In terms of knowing people, you are better than Mu Mu." ”

In a word, implicit recognition.

Yun Nuo lowered her head and listened to Nan Qiao continue: "Aside from some objective factors, I am a hundred satisfied with your affairs, but Nuo Nuo, my aunt has to remind you that at your third uncle's age, falling in love is bound to be for the purpose of getting married, you have to think clearly, after all, you are still young." ”

Yun Nuo knew that her aunt was for her good, she could listen to it, nodded and said: "I chose to be with him because I made a lot of determination and courage, not on a whim, I am mentally prepared and more confident." ”

Boarding is imminent, and Nan Qiao can't go too far.

The time to return to China is still to be determined, for a while, after listening to Yun Nuo's words, I fixed my eyes to look at her a few more times, and in the end, everything was out of the love and advice of the elders, and after all, it only turned into a sigh.

Yun Baiyuan agreed to this matter, it was not easy.

What Nan Qiao is worried about is actually the Linjiang side. But she knows very well that after so many years, the old man's heart is still the third child who cares and values the most.

People are old and sick, I hope that in some things, the old man can see more and stop being stubborn.

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It's a few minutes late today, sorry sorry.