Nan Zhao felt that her mentality was still very optimistic.

After all, having a pair of less mature parents since childhood, in addition to accepting their constant childish quarrels.

It is also necessary to have a strong tolerance capacity.

The years-long contradictions were not resolved, and Sweetness had to be time-limited, and they often engaged in hysterical quarrels.

When it was serious, there was a plan to divorce -

This includes talking about her whereabouts.

Of course, most of it is due to the fact that she is still young, or it may be the afterglow of love, which has never been practiced anyway.

Nan Zhao didn't dare to confirm which of the two points accounted for a little more.

But it's not that important anymore.

Because of this forbearance—

Finally, on the day when the couple returned to their parents' house to visit relatives on the second day of the Lunar New Year, her father drank two more sips of wine, and her mother couldn't bear to start verbal criticism.

With a "snap", it shattered.

"World War Sequel N" broke out with unprecedented success, and it was annoying.

Nan Zhao thought that he had long been accustomed to this, but the consideration of reality and accidents was always unpredictable-

They're so annoying!

Under the influence of this noisy environment, her homework wasted eight sheets of paper.

Three of them were near completion.

Finally, for the eighth time, the anger caused by the earthquake caused by their smashing of the TV, she shook her hands and tilted the color, and succeeded in igniting.

The husband and wife took an intermission and both reflected.

Nan Zhao didn't have much of an opinion about transferring schools, because their quarrel did affect her, and it would be difficult for her to calm down and study if she continued.

But going out for the first time and having to adapt to a new environment is still a bit difficult for her who is not too old.

Girls are always sensual.

Although this "brother" who is difficult to figure out, but unintentionally reveals a little kindness, she has some comfort.

At the very least, you don't need to think about how to be less annoying.

In this way, Nan Zhao's tense mood for a long time finally relaxed a lot.

She sighed deeply and unloaded her strength and lay down on the bed.

The soft cotton sheets have a faint scent of laundry detergent, gently skirting the tip of the nose for extra softness.

The phone buzzed and vibrated unwillingly.

Nan Zhao weakly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, raised it to his face, unlocked the lock screen, and the little sister was frantically calling her on WeChat.

Ye Zi: [Baby, have you arrived in Yicheng?] ]

Ye Zi: [What's going on, your legendary cheap brother who may not be easy to get along with, he didn't bully you, right?] ]

Leaf: [grievance baba.ipg]

Nan Zhao looked at the news, a little warmth rose in his heart, and his mood changed a lot, turning over and lying on the bed to reply to the message.

Fog to the south: [None.] ]

Fog in the south: [I'm fine, rest assured.] ]

Fog in the south: [Hug~]

Nan Zhao found the family group and said "arrived" inside, chatting with the little sister, scribbling the phone screen.

Leaf: [Really?] ]

Ye Zi: [Zhao, if he bullies you, you will go back, don't wronged yourself, who is afraid of whom!] [Fist]

“……”

Nan Zhao blinked, how could a girl use her fists to speak, and send a message to educate her little sister.

Jin Yao...... Bullying her?

The picture of the boy silently making the bed pops up again.

Then, without even saying hello, the brain jumped out of a sentence -

"Pink delicate, how old are you now?"

“……”

Rely on! The drama has caught up!

She hissed, a spirit.

I was so frightened that I quickly threw away my phone, got up and took my clothes out of the suitcase, sorted them into categories, and hung them in the closet.

After a long walk inside and out, I finally kicked something strange out of my head.

The suitcase is a standard model, and there are not many things that can be fitted. At this point, all that is left is the basic necessities.

The rest have to go to the mall to buy.

Just thinking about it, the bedroom door rang a few times suddenly, Nan Zhao hurriedly put the clothes in his hand into the closet, trotted to the door, and opened the door.

There was no one in front of the door.

Nan Zhao blinked, "? ”

She muttered "what about people" and poked her head out of the door.

The boy leaned to the side.

Nan Zhao opened the bedroom door wider, found the target, smiled, and asked softly, "Brother Jin Yao, is there something wrong?" ”

"Eat."

Jin Yao glanced at the girl.

Seeing that she had only taken off the coat she wore when she entered the door, she was neatly dressed and there was nothing inconvenient, so she raised her eyes to look at her.

Fell to the ground, frowning.

The girl's feet were small, fair-skinned, and the brown wooden floor was particularly soft, and her nails were round and stained with red nail polish.

Delicate and a little cute and playful.

But that's not the point, Jin Yao retracted his gaze and said lightly, "Put on shoes." ”

"It's cold in winter, so it's best to keep warm."

Nan Zhao bowed his head at his words, and was suddenly embarrassed.

After Jin Yao left the room, she took off her shoes and lay on the bed to chat with her little sister about her clothes, and her slippers were pressed in the innermost.

In winter, there is floor heating under the floor, so she doesn't wear it.

In addition, I was in a hurry to open the door just now, and I had already thrown this stubble out of the clouds.

She curled her toes in embarrassment, quickly went back to the bedroom to put on her shoes, and replied, "I know, Brother Jin Yao, you go eat first, don't worry about me, I'll go over immediately." ”

The voice is clear and transparent.

Stained with a small uncomfortable shame.

Jin Yao stopped in place for a few seconds, seemed to hit the point of laughter, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and slowly turned around and went downstairs.

Nan Zhao quickly stepped on the cotton and dragged it down.

The style of the little girl's house, two restless plush rabbit ears trembled up and down with the movement of the step.

The small steps and kick-and-tap add a bit of excitement to the apartment.

Jin Yao had already started eating, and only raised his head when he heard the sound.

"Rice in the kitchen."

Nan Zhao walked to the dining table, listened to his reminder, said "yes", turned around and ran into the kitchen, took a bowl and served himself food.

The meals are simple.

The main dish is rice, two dishes, sautéed shredded potatoes, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Jin Yao stared at the slippers on her feet.

His eating movements are slow and orderly, but the speed is not slow, and at this moment, the kung fu rice is already missing half a bowl.

Nan Zhao pulled out a chair, obediently sat down opposite the boy, looked at him, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

The color and flavor of the stir-fried vegetables are just right, not greasy.

After eating a few bites, she realized that the dishes were all on her side.

Nan Zhao's heart moved, he ate rice quietly, and couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes to look at the boy opposite.

His hair was slightly messy, he changed into lounge clothes, loose cotton black pajamas, and a white cat with a tail hanging from the left side of the heavy mouth, with a red rope hanging around his neck, falling into the neckline.

It's not the same feeling as in the evening.

It seems like......

At home, the natural cold has faded and warmed up?

Just thinking about it, the boy suddenly looked over.

The pupils are dark and dark, soaked in sharp coldness, they are very beautiful eyes, but the sense of aggression is too strong, if they are softer, it will be better.

The eyes collided, Nan Zhao peeked at him and was caught, and quickly withdrew his dishonest gaze.

Jin Yao's eyes were bright, and he quietly looked at the little girl who hung his head and pulled the rice for a few seconds, and asked her, "The food is not appetizing?" ”

He doesn't have too high requirements for food, as long as he can manage his fill, anyway, he lives by himself, and usually eats outside.

But suddenly there was a little girl in the family, and it was a little more troublesome.

Should a southern girl get used to rice?

"No," Nan Zhao stopped his chopsticks and praised honestly, "It's delicious." ”