Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Although they are not relatives, it still seems to be a dinner party between elders and younger generations. Should you take her there?

Gu Xueting will definitely go there by then, so she is from Ji Feng...

After thinking about it, Nuan Nuan lowered his head.

Ji Feng didn't rush her. He liked to watch Nuan Nuan think quietly, waiting for her to slowly understand the meaning of her words.

Sensing Ji Feng's eyes, Wen Nuan seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, and nodded quickly in response:

"Go."

Seeing the warmth and cuteness, Ji Feng couldn't help it and put his hand on her head:

"Okay, let's go together then."

"Ah."

Today's time is not as late as yesterday, and it is far from the time to go to bed.

After talking about the meal, when their eyes met again, Ji Feng and Wen Nuan suddenly felt inexplicable awkwardness.

What happened from last night to this morning can be said to be a bit coincidental, but also a bit intentional.

When she woke up in the morning, the autistic girl still looked shy.

She pushed herself away in embarrassment.

So, can I feel as at ease tonight as I did yesterday?

"When you take a shower today, prepare your clothes in advance..."

"Well, I'll go clean it up."

Ji Feng's tone was a little dry, but Wen Nuan avoided embarrassment and took the initiative to walk back into the house.

tidy?

Just when Ji Feng was confused, Nuan Nuan actually started to clean up.

Although Ji Feng is clean most of the time, he still has some common male problems, such as his tendency to put his clothes in a pile.

When he was at home, his mother helped him clean up.

But it doesn't work when you go out. Clothes that are left unpacked are just a mess and they won't fold themselves.

Nuan Nuan pulled out several drawers where Ji Feng held clothes.

The clothes were all washed, so they were placed warmly and smoothly on the bed, then sorted and stacked, one by one, one by one.

She folds clothes very skillfully, and she looks like someone who often does housework.

Looking at Wen Nuan packing his clothes, Ji Feng stood aside with some embarrassment.

The girl helped him pack his clothes. Only nannies and mothers had done this before.

He didn't know what those gentle and virtuous wives posted on the Internet looked like, and he had never seen them anyway.

The existence of a good wife basically does not circulate in the market.

Even if there is, there is a high probability that it will be kept at home as a treasure.

Does that warmth count as a good wife?

Ahem, why are you thinking so far ahead...

There were not many clothes left by Monsoon, and soon, the warmth sorted them:

"This is the top, this is the pants, this is the jacket, the pants, and this is...the underwear."

"Uh, got it."

“This way, if you put them in categories, they won’t be messy and you won’t be unable to find them.”

"Ah."

"I'm going to buy clothes tomorrow. Can we come together?"

"Ah?" Ji Feng was slightly startled.

"I didn't bring a change of clothes from school. It's definitely not going to work like this."

Ji Feng's brows twitched. Wasn't he really going to buy clothes because he was going to see Gu Xueting and her mother the day after tomorrow?

Although he had this idea in his heart, Ji Feng would never say it out loud.

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Hearing Ji Feng's promise, Wen Nuan smiled sweetly.

Today's Monsoon talks a bit less, which seems to be the opposite of what it used to be.

Warmth was always speaking, and he would answer a few words from time to time.

Ji Feng had already seen a set of clothes she had in hand, and it seemed that she was going to take a shower.

Of course, if you see it, you can pretend not to see it.

He didn't mention how to get dressed after washing, let alone sleeping in Dou Ding's room.

Everything seemed to be arranged, so natural.

As Wen Nuan walked into the bathroom, the gurgling rain rang in his ears. Monsoon came to the balcony again and lit himself a cigarette with a disposable lighter.

He is much calmer today, and he no longer appears as embarrassed as yesterday.

And when Nuan Nuan came out of the bathroom, it was not as exaggerated as yesterday.

I haven't washed my hair, so it's basically dry. I've also prepared well-fitting pants in advance, so I don't expose my legs like yesterday.

The cigarette in Ji Feng's hand paused for a moment, and he didn't know whether he felt emotion or regret.

At least there was no need to deliberately close the curtains to prevent her from being exposed.

"I'm going to wash it."

"Ah."

Ji Feng also finished his bath quickly. When he came out, Nuan Nuan was already leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

The atmosphere was more or less silent and weird.

After seeing Ji Feng come out, Nuan Nuan's eyes suddenly froze and he began to move his body quietly.

He moved from the edge of the bed to the middle of the bed, where he slept last night, leaving the edge of the bed free.

You can do it on the left, you can do it on the right.

This made Ji Feng, who was about to sit on the sofa, suddenly feel awkward in place.

The act of warmth is obvious.

After staying on the bed for five or six seconds, he could only silently walk to where he was yesterday and lie down.

Then I started playing with my phone...

Neither of them spoke, everything relied on tacit understanding.

There was just one sentence that kept circling in Ji Feng’s mind:

"A poor man plays with cars, a rich man plays with watches, and a fool plays with mobile phones..."

He didn't know why this sentence came to his mind, but he couldn't get it out of his mind.

The whole person is not as free and easy as yesterday, very stiff.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Wen Nuan took the initiative to get up, turn off the light, and sleep in the middle of the bed again.

Her posture was still so upright, but she stretched out her right hand.

Placed between her and Monsoon.

Of course Monsoon could see this obvious move, but it was really uncomfortable to lie on his side last night.

So he didn't hold the warmth with his right hand like before.

Instead, sleep in a normal lying position, holding your warm right hand with your left hand.

Fingers intertwined.

Although Nuan Nuan closed his eyes, his eyebrows were raised.

This night was a peaceful night.

……

The next morning.

When Ji Feng woke up, he felt his chin was itchy.

It seemed like warm fingers were stroking his not-so-hard stubble.

Well, the distance deliberately maintained had no effect, and the warmth had quietly moved over.

The sound of quiet breathing was close at hand.

Ji Feng could feel the tension in her breathing.

The warmth was silent in his arms for a while, not knowing what he was doing.

Suddenly, he felt a peck on his chin.

The slight coolness was fleeting, and before Ji Feng could even react, the girl had already stood up and left.

It was just slight, but Monsoon knew what it was.