The bright sunlight shone along the corridor, and He Nanzhi lowered his eyes, looking clearly at the blue Stitch in front of him, and the love letter that had been carefully folded.

When she was thirteen years old, she was already in love with her, and when she gave this gift.

He was full of shame and expected that Xie Chen'an would discover the little secret hidden in the doll, but also had a trace of apprehension.

Later, he didn't seem to notice that He Nanzhi had been lost for a few days and gradually forgot about it, and half a sound, he raised his hand and held the blue Stitch tightly between his thin white fingers.

No one bothered me this time.

She gently rested these two beside the pillow, lifted the corner of the quilt herself, hugged Xie Chen'an and fell asleep.

The sound of soft breathing spilled on his chest.

Xie Chen'an didn't move, slowly opened Mo Yu's eyes, and watched her take the initiative to snuggle up to herself, her slightly curled fingertips were hot, and so was her breathing, not the ethereal dreams he had often had abroad for more than a year, but real, and her heartbeat pressed against his chest through the velvet fabric.

Gradually, it was impossible to tell who was jumping more quickly.

Xu is his. Xie Chen'an raised his finger bones and silently traced it across her eyebrows, as if she had finally gotten her beloved.

The man of the Xie family is just like the outside world privately rumored to have a hereditary mental disease, since he was a child, he has no sorrow or joy for anything, and his sympathy is so low that there is almost none, even if it is the identity of the future heir of the Xie family, in his eyes, it is just a responsibility to be born in this family.

Only He Nanzhi.

This girl who likes to wear red at home, like a girl who has left a strong mark in his black and white world, has unconsciously occupied his paranoid emotions, at first she was too noisy, holding a small box containing a few worthless coins all day long, but she forgot the truth that the eternal wealth is not exposed, and in a few days, Xie Chenshi will be deliberately taken away.

He Nanzhi couldn't find the one who stole the coin, so he would ask him for compensation, and if he lost one coin, he would have to take a gem.

At first, Xie Chen'an would spare his energy to deal with her, just because she was the only daughter of the teacher, and because she was too good at crying, she was born to learn opera, and her little voice cried, and she knew that the Xie twins were bullying the He family's little golden branches and jade leaves.

It's been a long time.

Xie Chen'an was annoyed by her, and developed the habit of carrying a few gems in his pocket every time he went to He's house.

After waiting a little longer, he grew into a teenager, and her immature face was small, but she could vaguely see that she would be a beautiful woman in the future, as if she had known this since she was a child, and cherished her appearance.

As long as the sun is stronger, he will take out the baby cream and apply it, hide in his arms with a light smile, and pull the sleeves to cover his forehead.

The girl was soft and fragrant.

The memory is still deep.

And Xie Chen'an became paranoid and greedy for her when she was sixteen years old.

He followed his father to learn business, bought a listed company at a price three times lower than the market, and got a fountain pen from his father.

Xie Chenshi has been competing for pets since he was born, and he came when he smelled like a dog, and he was so crazy that he insisted on breaking the pen into two sections, and he also bought a company last month, and he also wanted his father's praise.

Don't send it else, I want to grab this with him.

Xie Chen'an was indifferent to him most of the time, and this time he inexplicably didn't want to let him.

Blizzard time.

He beat Xie Chenshi so hard that his face was bloody, even his ring finger was fractured, his slightly deep voice melted the cold of the night, and he sneered: "If you want to take this Xie family's century-old foundation, it will be you in the future." ”

At that time, Xie Chen'an was still young, and he didn't know how to restrain his edge with a calm expression.

He did something that I am afraid that even his father would not believe if he knew, that is, he ran away from home, took nothing, and walked out of the Xie house cleanly in a white coat and trousers in the cold winter.

On the way, Xie Chenan took out his mobile phone to book a plane ticket, and had already planned to see his mother who was filming in the crew first, and then board the plane and leave Sicheng.

It's just that I don't know how long I walked, and suddenly I heard the sound of parking coming from behind me.

Through the thick cold night, Xie Chen'an turned his head, slightly raised his indifferent Mo Yu eyes, and saw He Nanzhi wrapped in a plush cotton dress, the color of snow, stumbling towards him.

The clear voice panted softly, and before he finished speaking, he was afraid that he would disappear out of thin air, and his fingertips gently held his cold wrist bones: "Xie Chen'an, fortunately I found you - are you lost on this snowy day?" Cold or not? Come, come with me, get in the car with me and go home. ”

……

When He Nanzhi woke up, he was awakened by a delicate kiss on his cheek.

She curled her eyelashes before they were completely opened, and her lips curled into a smile: "What time is it?" ”

Xie Chen'an whispered: "Eleven o'clock." ”

It's almost time for dinner.

He Nanzhi gently sniffed the scorching breath that fell from him: "I have coral snowflake chicken to eat today, you haven't tasted my food for a long time, right?" ”

As she spoke, she took advantage of her strength, and the quilt slid down her snow-white shoulders to her waist, and she was completely honest with him, and at this moment, she followed the truest thoughts in her heart, and liked to stick to him like this, and clearly felt the temperature of her skin: "...... Before eating, we went to build a snowman. ”

Xie Chen'an Moyu's eyes locked on her half-asleep and half-awake lazy appearance, and her thin lips overflowed with a very low voice: "Okay." ”

The maid had already brought in a dry-cleaned and noble suit.

He Nanzhi took him to his bathroom, and everywhere the decoration was full of the atmosphere of the girl's boudoir, and they took a bath in the round bathtub together, no matter how they kissed, they still touched each other gently with their hands, but they didn't really do it.

This is the He family, even if the elders acquiesce to the two of them living in the same room, the behavior should not be absurd.

And Xie Chen'an didn't even have this bit of restraint, when he said his thoughts.

didn't wait for He Nanzhi to be moved.

He added slowly: "I want to take you back to Sinan Mansion to make it dark." ”

Half an hour passed.

In the bathtub, He Nanzhi turned his face and kicked him mercilessly, then quickly ran to the cloakroom to dress himself, it was cold outside, and he wrapped himself tightly with a super thick scarf, and then, Xie Chen'an in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror was also dressed neatly, and the well-textured ink-colored suit lined his figure very straight, and after only a few hours of sleep, he returned to that noble temperament that was not stained with dust.

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He Sifan didn't go to the company for the first time today, and randomly grabbed a passing servant and asked, "What is Nanzhi doing?" ”

Every ten minutes.

He had to ask.

The servant had already been asked by him before ten o'clock, stood beside him, and said in a respectful tone, "Miss and the future aunt are building a snowman in the yard." ”

After being quiet for a few seconds, He Sifan tidied up the cuffs of his shirt without any creases, and his thin lips overflowed lightly and clearly: "Hmm." ”

He passed the front courtyard without incident, and from a distance he saw his stupid and excessively beautiful sister squatting in the snow, her slender white hand painting the delicate little snowman holding hands with a happy smile.

And Xie Chen'an was accompanying him, the cufflinks that had been tightly buttoned were slightly loosened, revealing half of the slender and cold white wrist bones, occasionally listening to her orders and handing over the stump branches.

He Nanzhi used stump branches, one stroke to drop very lightly, and wrote on the little snowman with green plum blossoms on the top of his head: "Twelve-year-old He Nanzhi." ”

Xie Chen'an asked her, "Why is it twelve?" ”

"Because I had a crush on you when I was twelve." He Nanzhi sat on the snow, his face slightly red from the sun, took the blue Stitch doll out of his coat pocket, and gently pressed his soft nose in front of him.

“ILoveYou——”

There was a half-silence.

Xie Chen'an took away the stump of her white palm, and also wrote on another little snowman:

"Sixteen-year-old Xie Chen'an."

Under the gaze of He Nanzhi's clear eyes like water, he did not stop, and the clean and clear phalanges were slowly and forcefully underneath, and he wrote:

“I Love You More”

(I love you more)

Chapter 63: "Invitation to Cohabitation"

After staying in the snow for a long time, I was afraid that she would catch a cold, Xie Chen'an patted off the fine snowflakes between her dress and black brocade hair, and hugged the person with his arms like holding a child.

He Nanzhi happened to be tired of playing, and gently pressed his delicate chin against his shoulder, sniffing the cold fragrance that smelled crisp and good.

I haven't walked a few steps yet.

I saw He Sifan's indifferent and cold figure standing in front of the corridor, with a proud capitalist face who broke off his love, as if Xie Chen'an's behavior of playing with her in front of the courtyard to build a snowman almost didn't blind him: "Playing in the snow and hugging her to walk, do you still have to feed her later?" ”

He Nanzhi knew that he didn't have good words, and he immediately became annoyed, he wanted to choke back, but then he felt that this was too fierce, damaging the virtuous and virtuous image of the little fairy in front of his fiancé, and the next second, his red lips bent into a thick smile: "Fanfan, if you envy me, you can also let him feed you." ”

Compared to Hesfan's gloomy expression.

Today's eldest prince Xie can forgive and forgive anyone's unreasonable and provocative behavior, and a smile appeared in Mo Yu's eyes: "Be polite to your brother." ”

He Nanzhi looked at him with a very beautiful face, as if he wanted to say that He Sifan spoke first.

Xie Chen'an lowered his head, and naturally swept the bridge of his nose over her ear, and inadvertently, it seemed that he also kissed it.

Suddenly, He Nanzhi's face turned slightly red, as if he had done some terrible flirtatious act.

And He Sifan, the only onlooker present, only felt that He Nanzhi was just getting engaged, and he blushed at every turn, did he have any serious skin-related diseases, and even his brows were extremely wrinkled.

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After eating lunch at He's house, He Nanzhi began to act, saying that after eating a mouthful of drunken crabs, his body began to turn red, and he was a little dizzy and hot, as if he was sticking to Xie Chen'an's body, his curly eyelashes were tightly closed, occasionally trembling, eavesdropping on others' speeches, and continued to pretend to be drunk.

He Sifan can see it, she is afraid that she has skin hunger and thirst-

He Nanzhi acted to the end, nothing more than wanting to go back to Sinan Mansion with Xie Chen'an.

I'm afraid that my parents will oppose it.

All in all, the beautiful slender legs under the skirt occasionally kicked Xie Chen'an, suggesting that he should not pretend to be a gentleman with dignity and dignity, and take the initiative to bring his delicate and beautiful little fiancée home to warm the quilt.

Gu Qingwu elegantly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and when his fingers picked up the white handkerchief to wipe the corners of his lips, he said slowly: "Just remember to come back on Chinese New Year's Eve, go wild." ”

He Nanzhi's eyes instantly lit up, and he was not drunk, and he stood up from the chair: "This year, my mother bought me a lot of beautiful dresses that look good, I want to take a few away, don't eat them first, Dad, Mom and Brother, you eat slowly." ”

After saying it in one breath, he took Xie Chen'an's cold white wrist and left the restaurant table, for fear that he would be half a step late, so he asked Gu Qingwu to detain it.

The restaurant is classically decorated and ornate for a few seconds.

He Sifan didn't understand: "Auntie-"

He frowned, just about to be like an old feudal remnant unearthed in the Qing Dynasty, Gu Qingwu had already stopped his voice: "If you don't let her go with Xie Chen'an, you have to keep a tight eye on the doors and windows in the middle of the night, otherwise she can turn the He family upside down." ”

I don't expect the nephew in front of me to be able to open up to the love between men and women, and work hard in an instant.

Gu Qingwu had already changed the topic, and whispered a few words to the housekeeper on the side, Mo Yo said that there were a few marriageable wealthy children in his hands, and they usually had a good relationship with their mother, and they could be called knowledgeable, and now there are one or two families at the end of the year, and they are all knocking on the side to inquire about Lin Jingque.

He Sifan's expression was unwavering, and he asked casually: "Ask what Senior Sister Xiao Li'er does." ”