The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Nan Zhixin's melancholy was not reduced by half after the meal.

The two sat on the sofa, holding hands, but their hearts flew away.

Nan Yushen and Feng Ye looked at each other, and then looked at Fu Shiyu, who was also looking at them, to ask what to do next?
Even the second master has nothing to do, so what else can they come up with.

It's just that Nan Zhixin is in a special period at this moment, thinking wildly, which is not good for his health.

Fu Shiyu looked at Nan Zhixin's face, and suddenly said, "Qinxin, I don't know what your previous room was like?"

Nan Zhixin's thoughts were disturbed, she turned her head and got up with Fu Shiyu: "Go, I'll take you to see it."

Surprised by her reaction, Second Master, Nan Yushen and Feng Ye looked at each other for a moment, and then went upstairs.

Outside the bedroom, open the door.

Fu Shiyu entered the room and straightened his coat.

Nan Zhixin joked: "What are you doing?"

He has a clear outline, a gentle smile at the corners of his eyes, and a deep voice, like a cello, that lingers endlessly.

The second master replied: "To enter the boudoir of a bosom friend, there must be a sense of ceremony."

"Fuck you." Fu Shiyu said helplessly.

Nan Zhi's heart is higher than the top, and her identity from a young age should be proud and dazzling. Even if she steps in the mud, she will never lose her backbone.

Fu Shiyu put his hands on Nan Zhixin's shoulders, and said solemnly: "My good wife, you are pregnant with our child now, if you keep grieving like this, in the end, our child will be the same as you .”

That's good.

Well prenatal education.

If the other person is listening to music or English.The children in the stomach are already at the starting line.

But now Nan Zhixin is depressed because of these successive incidents.

That's right.

She found out.

I also feel extremely guilty for the child's father.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was sincere and sincere, and tears glistened in her eyes, breaking into her eyes like pearls.

Fu Shiyu was stunned, raised his hand, and held Nan Zhixin's shoulder: "Is your room still the same as before?"

"It's not the same." Nan Zhixin replied.

Fu Shiyu was curious: "Isn't this quite the same?"

Nan Zhixin whispered: "There is so much dust, I can't breathe."

After these words, within three seconds, the second master had already opened the window thoughtfully.

The moment the window was opened, something fell to the ground.

With a swish, Fu Shiyu squatted on his knees.

He picked up the small box on the ground, there was a little book, and there was a letter hidden in the little book.

The word Shen Ye was written on the letter.

"Qinxin, this seems to be... a letter written by Shen Ye to you?"

Shen Ye?

Nan Zhixin said coldly, "You don't need to read the scumbag's letter."

Fu Shiyu was more tolerant, and handed the things to Nan Zhixin: "Let's take a look, it looks like it's been a long time since I wrote it."

Nan Zhixin's clenched fists were loosened again, she turned around and sat on her quilt.

"Shi Yu, you dismantle it for me." She left the decision to the second master.

Fu Shiyu opened the letter without getting in the way.

"Don't go, let's see what it is?" Nan Zhixin muttered.

"No." The second master stood at the door and turned his back, his tall back reflected on the ground.

Nan Zhixin looked at the light on the ground, flipped her plain hands, and opened the letter.

At the first sentence, I was stunned.

Heartfelt, by the time you read this letter, I may already be dead...

Looking at the time left under Shen Ye's letter, Nan Zhixin suddenly realized that Shen Ye had known his life experience for a long time.

After learning about my life experience, I just wanted to say sorry for writing such a long speech to her.

Then why last time...

Didn't he go to kill Aunt Yu?

But to save myself.

"Shi Yu." Nan Zhixin tore up the letter and sat down on the quilt depressed.

Fu Shiyu approached, seeing his wife's angry expression, he couldn't help being stunned: "Why are you angry again?"

"Suddenly I'm in a bad mood." Nan Zhixin held the second master's shoulders with both hands, and had only one sentence to Shen Ye. The belated affection is cheaper than grass. After all, her previous life caused her death, "Shi Yu, hug."

"Okay." As soon as Nan Zhi stretched out her hand, she felt sick and ran into the bathroom quickly.

Spit once, and again.

This time, Fu Shiyu was terrified.

Patting Nan Zhixin on the back, Fu Shiyu asked in wonder, "This...do you want to go to the hospital?"

No fatherhood, no experience.

Nan Zhixin took the napkin handed over, and laughed at Fu Shiyu: "What are you thinking, Shiyu, I'm sick, isn't it normal?"

Even if it's normal, I don't want my wife to suffer.

He loves her and doesn't want her to be wronged.

"I read in the book that it won't be like this in a long time?" Fu Shiyu gently stroked Nan Zhixin's hair with his fingers, worrying that she would dirty her long hair like a waterfall, so she deliberately braided her long hair into a Braids, tied with tape around his wrists.

Nan Zhixin was absent-minded now, she got up on her knees, turned on the faucet, rinsed her mouth, and then looked at Fu Shiyu.

He has already gone downstairs quickly and brought a cup of hot water over.

"Warm water, you can drink it directly." He patiently stroked Nan Zhixin's back, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, don't hold on."

"With such a good husband as you, if you feel uncomfortable, you can get caring. Why should I hold on?" Nan Zhixin grabbed Fu Shiyu's tie with his hand, approached with a smile, and his lips settled.

After dipping into the water, he grabbed Fu Shiyu's wrist and walked out of the bathroom.

Standing at the door, Feng Ye and Nan Yushen were terrified. When they saw the person coming out, they asked directly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need to go, the first two months, it's just a big reaction." Nan Zhixin didn't want to worry and arouse everyone's disgust.

Fu Shiyu's heart ached, he held Nan Zhixin's hand, and gently pressed his fingertips on Yingrun's palm.

"Let's go down."

Nan Yu looked deeply at the paper on the quilt, "What is that?"

"It's nothing." Nan Zhixin spoke quickly, obviously intending to stop it.

Feng Ye placed one hand on Nan Yushen's left shoulder, and slapped Nan Yushen as a reminder.

Nan Yu understood deeply, and smiled faintly at the brother beside him, as if to say, that's exactly what I meant.

"Or go out for a walk."

"Ah."

Walking out of the room, he glanced at the study next door.

There was a fire at home before, and now the renovated study has taken on a new look.

It's just that the familiar appearance when I was young is no longer there. Even if the place is new, if you look at it twice, you will feel uncomfortable.

No matter how hard a broken mirror is to be reunited.

An unchangeable childhood, unable to have a smooth love, unable to recover the sorrows brought to Shiyu at the beginning, unable to make father marry his first love again, and unable to bring parents-in-law back to their original beautiful appearance.

If everything is missed, it will be hard to recover.

This is the status quo.

Nan Zhixin suddenly wanted to go to the prison to meet Shen Ye.

She has never responded, and maybe she still has hope for the other party.

Nan Yushen took the courier and put it in front of Nan Zhixin.

"Oh, this is the courier."

Courier for door-to-door delivery.

How could there be no sender?
Nan Zhixin took the express box, it wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light either.

Just as her fingers were about to touch the adhesive tape, she poured it in with her fingertips and opened the express box.

When the box was opened, it turned out to be a Tieguanyin tea box.

Several people approached, looked at the bottom of the box curiously, and asked at the same time: "What is it?"