The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

This specious tone, some seemed to be probing, and some seemed to be done on purpose, Nan Zhixin's face was flushed.

Her cheeks felt like they were going to be buried in the ground.

Master Guo of Yipinju is her own master, if she says otherwise, she will deceive her master and destroy her ancestors.

And Nan Zhixin also felt that Shi Yu's eyes were extremely shrewd, so he took a breath of thought for this, and then explained sadly: "Then if you know his apprentice, will you be surprised?"

Fu Shiyu looked at Nan Zhixin's face intently, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes: "I can think about it."

Nan Zhixin held his trousers with both hands, and pondered for a long time before turning to look at Fu Shiyu, with a thousand turns in his heart, "Okay, then you should think about it."

She watched Shiyu staring at herself, with a smile on her thin lips, feeling very aggrieved.

After a long time, he got up quickly, walked in front of Fu Shiyu, pulled the chair out, and sat on his lap, "Shiyu, feed me."

"Why?" Fu Shiyu put his arms around the person with one hand, and his fingers had already held his own chopsticks.

Nan Zhixin rubbed against his arms, making him want to hide uncomfortably, "Because I'm your sweetheart."

Fu Shiyu's finger landed on the back of Nan Zhixin's hand, his eyes were full of loss and helplessness: "It's a pity that my darling just refuses to tell me the truth."

He grabbed Nan Zhixin's finger and put it on his face.

It was hot, and when she got up to hide, Fu Shiyu took out a pack of medicine from his pocket and put it in Nan Zhixin's hand, "I've already made up all the medicine you're going to take today, Here, go and eat now."

Staring at the medicine wrapped in toilet paper in the palm of her hand, Nan Zhixin blinked her long eyelids and said, "Shi Yu, your hands are so clever, you can become a doctor."

"If I were a doctor, I took you to the hospital last night. I was too busy?" Fu Shiyu supported the table with one hand, picked up the person in his arms, and walked into the kitchen.

Nan Zhixin wrapped her arms around her and smiled slightly: "Won't you give me a good morning kiss?"

"Then lower your head!" Fu Shiyu ordered with a smile.

Nan Zhixin was afraid that he would kiss her lips, so she turned her face and gave him the place where she could kiss.

Fu Shiyu laughed out loud, cupped Nan Zhixin's face with both hands, and kissed him hard in the kitchen.

The person in her arms wanted to break free, but she couldn't. She wanted to say that she had caught a cold, but after she felt something, there was only sweetness left in her mouth.

Sometimes it can be boring to death, but to a certain extent, it can heal your heart.

Nan Zhixin thought back to what she said to her good sister Leng Jiao just now, she hoped from the bottom of her heart that Leng Jiao could choose her love again.

How happy it is to find someone you like, who is suitable for you, and who is worth going to.

Fu Shiyu let go of his hand and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, only to find that the person in front of him was looking at him dully.

His expressionless face was full of disappointment.

Nan Zhixin's fingers landed on Fu Shiyu's arm, and she slowly approached the bridge of his nose and said, "Shiyu, if you catch a cold, I can take care of you."

"Well, I know, haven't you always done this?" Fu Shiyu stared at Nan Zhixin's dull face, knowing that she had long since forgotten those things.

But she remembered that since she met him when she was nine years old, she participated in every time she had a cold and fever, and took care of him carefully.

Even... She didn't do much work for it, but her company, her words, Fu Shiyu, get well soon, always warmed his heart.

The factor of love at first sight may be affected by appearance, but deep love is absolutely inseparable from warmth and protection.

Fu Shiyu made himself into Nan Zhixin.

In addition to being worthy of Nan Zhixin, there is another important reason. This sunflower-like girl once healed his heart.

Healed the heart, was forced to put it in, and then slowly put the seeds of love into the soil, watched it germinate, watched it grow, and watched it gradually leave its own protective color.

"Okay, come down and take the medicine." Fu Shiyu released the person in his arms, poured warm water for her, and opened the cold medicine. Seeing the medicine that looked like licorice tablets, he felt like vomiting.

"This medicine is disgusting, can I not take it?" Nan Zhixin acted like a baby to her husband, hoping that the other party would let her off and not let her take the medicine.

It's a pity that Fu Shiyu's deep and indifferent voice sounded: "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. If you love me, take it."

"But it's really bitter." Nan Zhixin wanted to throw away the medicine when he saw it.

Fu Shiyu stroked Nan Zhixin's cheek lightly with his fingers, and said in relief, "It's not bitter, just listen to me."

"But?" Nan Zhixin wanted to say something else, but Fu Shiyu's entire face was covered with dark clouds.

She didn't dare, so she had to hold the medicine, her fingers trembling, and swallowed the medicine that would make her sick if she put it in her mouth.

After taking the medicine, not only did he have a bitter taste in his mouth, but he couldn't help hiccuping, and with that hiccup, he started to reflux.

Nan Zhixin covered her mouth, wanting to vomit, but couldn't vomit, Fu Shiyu grabbed her hand directly, and said energetically: "It's still not miserable enough. Zhixin, I know that medicine is very bad, but it's hard to drink." Medicine is better than pain."

"Oh." If you can't say it, you can only obey, not to mention that Fu Shiyu specially told him that this is the first day of taking medicine.

Fu Shiyu scratched her hair with the palm of his hand: "Look at you, you were so uncomfortable last night. You didn't even pretend to take the medicine when you took it."

Nan Zhi replied straightforwardly: "That's because there is bread."

Fu Shiyu said coldly, "I also made bread today."

Nan Zhixin, who couldn't find a reason and could only talk nonsense, said: "The bread you make is not as good as the one in the store?"

"Is it not delicious?" Fu Shiyu put his arms around the person and put it on the stove, his eyes were evil.

Nan Zhixin pursed her cherry lips, although she was afraid of Shi Yu's particularly serious question, she still acted very calmly.

Fu Shiyu asked her softly, "Did I cook well?"

"Okay, delicious, delicious." After Nan Zhixin reluctantly finished speaking, Fu Shiyu asked again, "I don't... delicious?"

Unable to understand the meaning of this sentence, Nan Zhixin yawned casually, and replied annoyedly, "Yes, you don't eat well."

Fu Shiyu smiled cunningly, and burrowed his fingers into Nan Zhixin's clothes.

The thin fingers scalded the skin.

"I'll ask you again..."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Zhixin sneezed deliberately, and took the opportunity to land firmly.

"Don't touch me, I have a cold, you must stay away from me as a patient." Nan Zhixin clapped his palms and smiled more and more complacently.

Fu Shiyu watched from behind. Seeing how proud she was, she walked over in three steps at a time, and directly blocked her with her hand: "Since you said that, I'm sorry if I don't show you off." .”

Nan Zhixin folded her arms, shook her head and said, "No."

Fu Shiyu had desire in his eyes: "Why?"

Nan Zhixin stood on tiptoe, put her hands on the other's shoulders, and explained very gently: "You forgot, I have a cold."

"What does this have to do with a cold?" Fu Shiyu, who smiled strangely, knelt down slowly, and buried his gentle lips into her fair and thin neck...

Outside the window, the autumn wind swayed the ginkgo tree, swaying from side to side...