"Auntie, I see that the bag over there is good, Auntie will buy it for you."

Not to be outdone, Ye Chu took Nan Yan's hand, and before leaving, he didn't forget to secretly kick the man on the ground.

Bah!

What is it!

"What are you robbing, my daughter-in-law wants a bag, so I'll buy it for her!"

Ying Xiangzhi also stood next to Nan Yu in an instant, holding her hand, the two of them were like grabbing a rare treasure, and no one would let go.

Nan Yu couldn't cry or laugh, and pulled the two of them at the same time, and no one could be offended.

I don't know how long she walked, she just felt that these two elders almost moved the entire mall back to her.

…

Nan Yu returned to Ying's house, lay on the sofa and exhaled a long breath, looking at the mobile phone that had not been turned on for a day, and her mood was a little solemn.

She's a bit of an avoidance.

She was afraid that as soon as she opened it, it would be like a knife of gossip falling on her body.

She knew that she had chosen this road, and she would follow the sunshine and wind and rain on this road.

At the same time, the official account of "Phoenix" issued a makeup photo of "Phoenix".

In the morning, she was still criticizing her marketing account, and in the evening she began to praise her beauty.

#南妩 The hot search of Tianxuan Nie Red Sleeve# instantly rushed to the top of the hot search list.

Nan Yu lowered her eyes, skillfully reposted the makeup photo on Weibo, and accompanied it with the text: "Nie Hongsleeve will meet you in the theater."

As soon as she forwarded it, the familiar name appeared on her screen.

"Shen Xinglan liked your Weibo."

Nan Yu: ...

Her eyes sank, and a dark disgust crossed her obsidian-like eyes, and the mood she had just sorted out went bad again.

It's like going out happily in the morning, but bird poop falls from the sky.

Bad luck.

Her slender fingers clicked on Shen Xinglan's Weibo, and directly blocked a dragon.

If she could, she hoped that she and Shen Xinglan would never have an intersection in their lives.

Just when she felt irritable, Xiao N next to her came over obediently and handed over a glass of milk: "Dear princess, please enjoy." ”

Nan Yu curled her lips and smiled, reaching out to rub its head.

"Dear princess, if you are not happy, you can call the happy hotline~"

Xiao N seemed to be able to read emotions, and danced at Nan Wei's hands, as if to make her happy.

The mechanical arm shook, and the clumsy movements made Nan Yu couldn't help but laugh, and her bad mood was instantly swept away.

The audience in the live broadcast room also shouted that they wanted the same style.

Nan Yu held her chin and raised her eyebrows to look at the words [Happy Hotline] that appeared on Xiao N's face, and asked lightly: "Is there still this kind of service?" ”

"Of course~"

"Then you call me and listen?" She teased it.

As soon as she finished speaking, the digital shape on Xiao N's face changed to a heart shape, and slowly changed into a dial pattern.

Immediately, a familiar voice that could no longer be familiar came from Xiao N.

"Miss Nanyu, your gift is already at the door."

Nan Yan's eyes widened instantly, she looked out of the door in surprise, and directly threw down Xiao N and trotted out of the door.

The staff of the program team were very sensible and did not follow.

The audience in the live broadcast room was anxious all of a sudden.

"Three seconds, I want all the information of that voice just now, whose CV?!"

"Look at Sister Girl's appearance, it can't be a brother-in-law, right?"

"What's the matter with the photographer! Don't look at the robot, I'm going to look at my brother-in-law, order you to turn the camera around!"

"The photographer deducts a lot of points!"

「…」

At the door at this time, Nan Yu saw Ying Xun standing not far away, still holding a delicate small box in her hand, and her eyes softened all of a sudden, as if she wanted to drown her in her eyes.

Nan Yu directly pounced on him and reached out to wrap her arms around his waist.

"Professor Ying, who taught you these things?"

She looked up at Ying Xun's jawline, which was well-defined.

I didn't expect Ying Xun, who looks like a white person in love, to use these methods.

"Ying Qiaojing." Ying Xun said honestly.

Nan Yu couldn't help but chuckle: "You're quite honest?" ”

She leaned on Ying Xun's arms, and a pair of high heels were only hanging on her feet, Ying Xun was afraid that she would fall, so she reached out to support her waist, and said in a low voice: "I said I wouldn't lie to you again." ”

Nan Yu raised her eyebrows, reached out and patted his head, tiptoe to tap his cheek.

Honest children will be rewarded.

"Where's my gift?" She tilted her head, her gaze resting on the delicate box.

She was curious to find out what gift she could give her.

It can't be some robot part, or some newly developed tech gadget, right?

Ying Xun picked up the bag, put it in the palm of his hand, and took out a simple black and white box from it.

"What's in there?"

Nan Yu asked curiously.

Ying Xun didn't sell it, and directly opened the lid of the box, and there was a box of delicate chocolates lying inside, as well as a very cute palm doll, shaped like a cloud.

Nan Yu reached out and picked up the doll, just enough to be held by her in the palm of her hand, as if it was tailor-made for her, and it felt very good, very suitable for pinching in her hand.

"I brought the chocolate from the food department, it won't be fat, you can eat it as much as you want, you told me before that eating sweet will make you feel better."

Nan Wei's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were dyed with a smile.

That sentence seems to have been said to him when she was in high school.

I didn't expect him to remember.

"What about this?" Nan Yu raised the doll in Yang's hand.

"I did this for you, Anger Doll, when I'm not by your side, if you're in a bad mood, but you don't want to vent it in front of the camera, you can pinch it, it may make you feel better." Ying Xun patiently explained.

Nan Yu pinched it, and the magical feeling could indeed make her feel a lot easier.

"What about when you were with me?" She tilted her head, and her bright eyes stared straight into Ying Xun's eyes.

"Then you can always use me as your punching bag, my pleasure."

Hearing him say such a serious thing, Nan Yu's heart warmed.

She thought he was so busy that he must not know what was going on, but she didn't expect him to know everything.

"Okay." She nodded, her lips moving slightly, and a word popped out of the tip of her tongue.

Before she could speak, her face was covered by a pair of warm hands.

Ying Xun looked for a pair of beautiful eyes, fell on her eyebrows, forehead against her forehead, and his voice was hoarse.

"Of course, if you don't want to endure it, and you want to fight back, I'll be your executioner at any time."

Under the cover of night, the two men embraced each other, and a silent word of support was comparable to any grand confession.

As long as she needs it, she will give her a look, and he will be willing to help her block everything.

Nan Yu will always be a princess in Ying Xun's heart.

But she was never a delicate princess, she didn't need to save her prince, she was the one who could raise her sword and slay the dragon.

But he hoped that when his princess didn't want to lift the sword, he could go and help her lift it.