As soon as Nan Yi pushed open the door of the billiard hall, he heard a man's voice from the lounge.

The volume was not very high, but it was mixed with obvious anger, but it was suppressed and did not explode: "Your class called me, you know, what's the matter with you?" What a great opportunity, you said give up? If you win a prize in this competition, the school will nominate you to select outstanding students in the future, and the next step is to send you to the university. Do you really want to nest in this billiard hall for the rest of your life? Why are you becoming less and less motivated? If you're sick, can't you get over it? ”

Nanyi got closer and clearer, and at the same time, he could hear the boy's low cough.

Inside the lounge

The boy stood by the window, his sickly flushed face with a hint of obvious impatience: "Is that enough?" Say enough, and you're good to go. ”

The Father and the Son are worse than strangers.

More like enemies.

"Listen to you yourself."

Ning Wentao has been frustrated by him many times, and he gradually has a temper: "I knew that you were so disobedient now, I shouldn't have brought you back from Wucheng at that time, and let you frustrate your anger outside, so that you could know how to treat your biological father." ”

That's an exaggeration.

Nanyi was not willing to be so fierce, Ning Zhixu!

The little girl quickened her pace and walked into the lounge, directly in front of the boy.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the young man lowered his eyes, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly for a moment.

Raising her head to meet the man's angry eyebrows, the little girl crackled and spat out words regardless of it: "He is sick and can't participate in the competition, what's wrong?" You say you're his father, so have you taken good care of him? Why would he rather stay here than go home, why don't you reflect on yourself. What kind of murder do you have to him, he is mine, I am reluctant to murder him, you actually took advantage of his illness to bully him. I..."

The little girl couldn't think of anything to threaten, so she spit out for a while: "If I marry Ning Zhixu in the future, I won't call your father." ”

The young man behind him looked deeply at the little warrior in front of him.

At that moment, a feeling came from the heart that was about to skip a beat.

Nan Yi didn't realize that he was saying anything wrong, but he just protected Ning Zhixu wholeheartedly, and looked at the man's gloomy face fearlessly.

"Are you Nanyi?"

Ning Wentao saw her for the second time and was deeply impressed by her. I heard Wen Lan say that Ning Zhixu has an unusual relationship with the little princess of the Nan family.

It should be her.

Nanyi pursed her lips and ignored him, just firmly standing in front of the young man.

Ning Wentao was speechless for a while, almost angry with these two children, and after dropping a sentence of 'good for yourself' towards Ning Zhixu, he rushed away angrily.

No matter how naughty Nanyi was, he never talked back to his elders, not to mention that the other party was still Ning Zhixu's father.

Seeing that the people were gone, the arrogance just now faded by more than half, and the little girl turned her head to look at Ning Zhixu, her expression a little sad.

"Am I going too far?"

The boy leaned against the window, his silhouette half-hidden, and watched her silently.

Nanyi thought he was angry, and began to be dissatisfied and coquettish, irritable and coquettish: "Ahhhh Ning Zhixu, you can't scold me, you can't beat me, otherwise I'll cry to you. ”

The boy was still looking at her, his dark eyes pouting at emotions she couldn't understand.

The little girl pouted: "If you ignore me, then I will ignore you." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and carried a small schoolbag to run.

The young man's expression moved slightly, and he raised his hand to take her arm and pull her into his arms.

The voice is a little hoarse, low and magnetic, and indescribably flirtatious.

"You're going to marry me?"