The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Xia Sen died, but Nan Zhixin never forgot what Xia Sen said before he died.

Just as Shi Yu guessed.

He said that he has seen all kinds of women in his life, but only loves one person.

She, Nan Zhixin.

Thinking about it now, if she knew that it was Xia Sen's last chance, maybe she shouldn't have met him.Maybe Chen Yu could pull him back from the mud if he was so determined.

After all, people only have hope if they are alive.

But in order to get evidence, she went.In that case, she was really impatient.

Unable to sleep in the middle of the night, Nan Zhixin got up, packed up his slippers and went to the balcony to cool off. After a long time, someone behind him came with a coat and put it on him: "What are you thinking?"

"Xia Sen." Nan Zhixin answered with a nod.

"Don't worry, someone will take care of his funeral." Fu Shiyu scratched her hair with the palm of his hand, and comforted her softly, "After all, they are their brothers, even if Aunt Yu is worried, someone will still do it. Those people still know what loyalty is."

Nan Zhixin squinted at Fu Shiyu's face, pondering, with disapproval on his face. After a long time, he turned his head, looked at Fu Shiyu, and asked knowingly, "Who is it?"

Fu Shiyu's gaze fell on the courtyard, where there was still a light on in the desolate courtyard: "You know this person."

"Chen Yu." Nan Zhixin asked back.

"Yes, it's him, it can only be him." Fu Shiyu held on to the railing, and when the wind blew, the two of them shivered, but they still entered the house wisely.

Nan Zhixin held Fu Shiyu's hand, that hand was extremely warm, and when he held it tightly, his heart felt warm.

This kind of warmth that goes straight to the depths of the heart makes people inexplicably excited and joyful. Fu Shiyu teased a few words and looked at Nan Zhixin: "Now you know how cold it is, how dare you blow the wind on the balcony in the middle of the night?"

"It's already spring, why is it still so cold?" Nan Zhixin complained a few words, and tucked into the quilt directly, it was warm, but the palms and backs of the hands were too cold, like ice cubes, holding it gently, feeling the palms All sweating.

Fu Shiyu saw her lying flat, not speaking, but frowning, and gently patted her cheek with warm fingers: "Silly girl, what are you thinking?"

Nan Zhixin muttered and replied: "I didn't think about it, but it was so cold. I hate my hands and feet."

As soon as Fu Shiyu got into the quilt, his hated hands and feet were placed on his knees.

Tsk tsk, even though she was wearing her pajamas, she could feel the biting coldness, and her husband might have been bothered by this kind of coolness, she turned her gaze away, and said with a chuckle: "It's really cold, I said, what do you eat all day? "

"I'll eat whatever you do?" Nan Zhixin responded sullenly, pouted her cherry lips, and smiled very cutely, "It's not all your fault, I didn't protect your daughter-in-law well, so my hand And feet, not only you hate, but I also hate."

"I'm wronged, my silly girl, I don't hate it." Fu Shiyu tilted his head and replied, touched the side, and put those cold hands on his heart, "Well, I feel warm now Is it gone?"

"Isn't it cold?" Nan Zhixin looked at the other person's actions, with a smile on her lips, like a cute butterfly: "Well, my husband is the best, very warm, and the hand that I hate seems to be in love all of a sudden. It's you."

"Oh, what a poor mouth." Fu Shiyu rolled his eyes as if in the dark night, but just saying that, he moved closer, and with his free hands, he tightly held her in his arms.

It is the warmth of a wife who holds someone in her arms and wants to use her own temperature to warm her arms.

However, the hated hands and feet were redeemed, but in the second half of the night, Nan Zhixin felt that it was a nightmare.

Men seem to be born with a powerful force.

It could release burning heat, if you don't pay attention, it's like putting her on the fire.

She tried her best to move a few steps to the side, and then a few more steps, and finally ran to the edge, and it didn't need to be so hot.

Who would have thought that impregnable arm would snatch her back.

That indescribable sense of restraint, with the ultimate bewitchment, left her nowhere to hide.

There was nothing Nan Zhixin could do, so he could only give up, compromise and helplessly enjoy that overly warm embrace.

But the strange thing was that when Fu Shiyu woke up the next morning, he found that he was not covered with a quilt, but the woman who was covered with the quilt rolled up the quilt and fell to the ground.

He couldn't believe the picture in front of him.

Unfortunately, it's my own woman.So no matter how surprised he was, he still squatted down and gently reached out to hug him up.

After finally waking up from such contact, Nan Zhixin opened her eyes, looked at Fu Shiyu's face, and asked in disbelief, "How did you get to sleep?"

It was that suspicious and wary look.

"You ran away from home with a quilt, and then I found out early in the morning that the place where you ran away from home was the floor." Fu Shiyu sat by the bed humorously, and glanced at Nan Zhixin, "Before I don't know, so you still have such a habit."

Nan Zhixin seemed to understand, stood up quickly, and explained calmly and domineeringly: "I misunderstood, Fu Shiyu, it's because you are too hot, I can't stand it, that's why I wanted to escape from your arms and hit my mother on the floor." in my arms."

Hearing those words, Fu Shiyu couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "But confidant, it seems that some people told me last night that I would hug you because your hands and feet were too cold. You can't kick me as soon as you warm up. Let’s go, isn’t that crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?”

Nan Zhixin covered her mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, yes, indeed, it was Shi Yu who helped me, and I shouldn't avenge you, but I didn't kick you off the ground and let you sleep on the bed. ,right?"

"No, no quilt?"

Since she said so, she naturally wanted to give the steps, but just thinking about it like this, she couldn't help being tolerant: "Okay, okay, just follow the silly girl, I won't argue with you." human eyeball.

"Okay, get up, wash up, and I'll make breakfast." Fu Shiyu let go of Nan Zhixin's hand, searched for clothes in the bedroom, and changed quickly.

Nan Zhixin also breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the other party had cleaned up first, she then shouted: "Husband, my lower back is injured."

Fu Shiyu turned his head, sighed, and retreated to the side, "Tell me, should I get you clothes or put them on."

Nan Zhixin frowned, and laughed at him: "Do you want to dress for me, or take the clothes?"

Fu Shiyu turned his gaze sideways, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth. Do you need to ask, as Nan Zhixin's husband, he naturally had to do some things himself.

It's just that in the process of putting on clothes, it's inevitable that he inadvertently rubbed hard on the snow-white skin.

"Honey, are all men the same as you?" Nan Zhixin asked.

Fu Shiyu didn't answer the tricky question, but put his palm on his lower back, and told him lightly, "Hold me a little, otherwise how can I wear it."

"Oh." She leaned a little into Fu Shiyu's arms, and the wound hurt again, Nan Zhixin sighed, "It hurts."

Fu Shiyu's heart was broken, he gritted his teeth, and was ruthless: "Hold on, it's only the second day of your injury, not half a month, don't think about your lower back injury." He also reminded friendly, "Su Heng still I told you not to take a shower."

Nan Zhixin patted his wrist, very helpless: "I want to take a bath, there's no way I won't take a bath."

"Then wipe it casually." Fu Shiyu stared at Nan Zhixin impatiently, and thought of a simple method.

Nan Zhi was entangled, inexplicably bitter: "I don't like rubbing it lightly."

Seeing his daughter-in-law's hypocritical look, Fu Shiyu patted her shoulder with his finger: "Even if you are filthy and stinky, don't you still only know about me?"

Good dog, but... makes sense.