Seeing that he was so cooperative, Nanyi continued to write papers, and the girl who studied seriously looked a little well-behaved.

Ning Zhixu always looked at her, thinking of the way she had just protected herself, the tip of her heart was like being wrapped in honey and like being drenched with lemon.

It's a little sweet.

A little sour.

Her Royal Highness seems to have been trusting herself unconditionally.

Just like that night, she knew that he had been in prison, so she still left everything to catch up with him, and coaxed him clumsily and sincerely: Ning Zhi Xu Xu behaved.

He didn't say goodbye, but she hugged him and said: Nanyi likes Ning Zhixu and wants to give him a home.

Just now, too.

The little princess who was proud to save face didn't care about protecting him and told Ning Wentao in front of him, she was reluctant to murder him, why could others bully him.

And she didn't know anything about his past, his terrible life experience. But he always wanted to go to the future with him, and wrote people like him into the Nanjia household registration book.

"Nanyi." The young man called her name.

The little girl was doing her homework, and when she heard the voice, she immediately stopped writing and looked up: "Huh? ”

Ning Zhi Xu Dingding looked at her, and his pale lips moved slightly: "Why don't you ask about my past?" Imprisoned, broken with his family, and disagreed with Mu Huai'an, you never seem to have asked. Not curious? ”

It was the first time he had mentioned these things to her.

Nanyi sighed and replied to him honestly: "Curious, but I think you'll be unhappy to ask you, and I don't want you to think about that anymore." I don't care anyway. ”

"I..."

"Oops." The little girl stopped him as soon as he spoke, and poked her fingers lightly on his soft cheek: "My voice is hoarse, stop talking." ”

He was not given a chance to speak at all.

Nan Yi was writing homework by the bedside, occasionally muttering out loud in her mouth, and when she encountered a question that she couldn't even cover, she habitually bit the cap of her pen. The little face is about to wrinkle into a bun.

The young man looked at it for a while, and reminded him loudly: "Nanyi, don't bite, it's unhygienic." ”

"Oh."

The little girl obediently put it down and turned the pen instead.

Ning Zhixu glanced at her test paper: "Nanyi, the fourth question is followed by the original form of the verb, and you wrote it as ing." ”

"Huh?" Nanyi immediately crossed out the wrong place with a carbon pen and wrote the correct answer on it. I have also changed the mistakes of the same type of question before.

Only then did he look up and ask him, "Is that right?" ”

"That's right." Ning Zhixu pulled her lips and reminded her of the question she was struggling with now: "On the third page of the notebook, there is a similar type of question. ”

Following Teacher Ning's guidance, Nanyi went through the notes and wrote an answer.

looked up at him again, his eyes lit up, like a child begging for praise: "Ning Zhixu, right?" ”

"Yes." Stretching out the quilt with his hand, he poked at her left and right cheeks: "Reward the chirp of Yibao." ”

The little girl smiled, but did not forget to put his hand back into the quilt.

A paper was almost finished under his tutelage.

By the time Nanyi finished her English questions and was about to get the math papers, the boy had already fallen asleep on his side in her direction. The fine eyelashes are slightly drooping, and the milky white skin is flushed, and the appearance is super invincible.

Softly tucking the corners of the quilt, the little girl slowly turned around and lay on the table to write her math papers.

After almost two hours of writing, it was getting dark outside.

Estimating that the person was about to wake up, Nanyi directly took Ning Zhixu's mobile phone on the table to order takeout.

Proficient in entering the password to unlock, just opened the takeaway software, a bank remittance text message came in first.