After the evil daughter-in-law was crossed, the disabled villain was redeemed

Maybe because she had slept too much during the day, Nanzhi couldn't fall asleep tonight.

Squinting her eyes, she peeked at Yuan Mo who was lying neatly on his side. She couldn't help but turn over and lie down, leaning over.

In the moonlight, I carefully looked at his fair skin and sharp eyebrows;

Thick eyelashes, a strong nose bridge, thin lips...

"Tsk, how can someone be so perfect?"

Nanzhi couldn't help but sigh softly, tilting her head in infatuation.

"Who is so handsome? It's my husband..."

Nanzhi was not satisfied with her mouth and could not help but stretch out her finger to touch the tip of her nose.

Yuan Mo could hardly hold on any longer, his heartbeat was so loud that it almost shattered the darkness!

The blood in my body is clamoring for one voice——

She has me in her heart!

The palms of my hands felt numb and the muscles in my upper arms were shaking slightly.

He can't pretend anymore!

But in order to avoid Nanzhi feeling embarrassed after finding out, he had to take a deep breath and turn his head away.

Still pretending to be asleep.

However, the corners of his mouth were already raised at an angle that Nanzhi could not see.

Yuan Mo's sudden deep breath scared Nanzhi so much that she hid her head like an ostrich and quickly buried her face in the pillow.

Seeing that he didn't wake up, she breathed a sigh of relief.

His face had already turned as red as a tomato.

I dare not think about what Yuan Mo might have heard...

Wouldn’t that mean... social death on the spot!

No, need to confirm!

"Yuan Mo...Yuan Mo?"

She greeted him softly twice.

Yuan Mo quickly adjusted his state, straightened the corners of his mouth, and said nothing.

Nanzhi finally felt relieved, turned over and sat up, sighing softly.

Patting his red face, he murmured softly.

"Nanzhi, Nanzhi! Are you getting too immersed in the role? He is the heroine's man, you can't touch him! You will divorce him sooner or later... Remember, remember!"

Nanzhi fanned her face with her hands, then got out of bed and went to get some water to drink.

But I don’t know…

The person on the bed lowered his eyebrows, and his pair of phoenix eyes revealed a cold light.

Yuan Mo doesn’t understand!

What is called……

"He is the heroine's man?"

So she pretended to be Nan and came to him just to heal her wounds?

Because he belongs to some heroine?

So she was ordered to come here, and after she was cured, she would divorce him?

And then hand him over to someone else?

that……

What if I don't want to?

What if I would rather die than do that?

Will you stay?

Zhizhi...

As Yuan Mo thought about this, his breathing became heavier and he unconsciously clutched the mattress.

When Nanzhi walked in from outside, she saw Yuan Mo with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

He looked angry and hateful.

She lit the candle and carried the candlestick to the bedside.

Nuannuan at the head of the bed turned over, hugged her head with her two front paws, and covered her eyes.

Nanzhi put down the candlestick and gently woke Yuanmo up.

"Yuan Mo...Yuan Mo?"

Yuan Mo frowned in confusion, and when he opened his eyes, all he saw was desolation.

"Are you having a nightmare again? I told you to drink the calming soup, right? Wait a minute, I'll go make it now."

Yuan Mo said nothing, watching Nanzhi's clothes disappear at the door, lowering his eyes sadly.

When I looked up again, I understood everything.

As long as Zhizhi has him in her heart, what is there to be afraid of other things?

Nanzhi came in with a calming soup, helped Yuan Mo up, and blew on it gently.

"Be careful of the burn."

Yuan Mo looked at Nanzhi's face, drank a few sips, and suddenly spoke softly.

"I just dreamed that you left... I wanted to chase you, but I couldn't help myself..."

The hand holding the bowl inadvertently held Nanzhi's cool fingertips.

Nanzhi was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously avoided Yuan Mo's gaze guiltily.

She wanted to pull her hand away, but Yuan Mo held it. He stared at her, searching.

"Zhizhi, will you leave me?"

He didn't dare to ask such a question before...

But now, he wants to fight for it!

Nanzhi came back to her senses and looked at the uneasiness, doubt and stubbornness in his eyes.

She could only answer...

"I won't leave until you need me."

"Really?"

What if I need you all the time?

"Ah."

Nanzhi nodded, her eyes as determined as ever.

Yuan Mo was somewhat satisfied, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

It's full of coquettishness.

"it is good!"

Nanzhi's heart melted when she saw him like this.

She took the bowl from his hand and smoothed his long hair.

"Okay, if you think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night. Stop thinking about it and go to sleep!"

"it is good."

Good puppy.

Nanzhi took the bowl to the kitchen and went back to the house to blow out the lights.

He took the sleeping Nuan Nuan into his arms and lay back on the bed.

Yuan Mo also lay down and quietly moved his upper body towards Nanzhi.

After tossing and turning for a while, both of them fell asleep quickly.

I slept until dawn, and when I woke up, Chunni had prepared breakfast.

Nanzhi smelled the fragrance and quickly got up, only to find...

Before I knew it, I had found myself in Yuan Mo's arms again.

However, she had no time to care about anything else. She gathered her hair and stood up.

"Chun Ni, go back and rest, I'll be here!"

Chunni heard the voice and stood up a little awkwardly.

Through the small window, I looked shiveringly at the southern branch.

"Auntie, I, I didn't find any brown rice..."

Nanzhi didn't understand what was going on, so she got out of bed while putting on her coat.

I quickly walked to the stove, opened the lid, and the hot steam accompanied by the aroma of wheat filled my nose.

When the heat dissipates, you can see clearly...

The pot is full of black-flour steamed buns!

The steamed buns were all black and plump, with a thin, smooth and soft coat, just like fat dolls sitting upright, waiting to be favored.

Nanzhi looked up at Chunni with admiration in his eyes, but unexpectedly she was extremely nervous.

He shrank his head, stood with his hands hanging, and tears welled up in his eyes.

She anxiously guarded the stove, fearing that Nanzhi would be like the ruffian Liu and scold her for not knowing how to work!

She had even thought of what Nanzhi might say to her—

[You can't even do this little bit of work! You only steamed buns in the morning, not porridge, are you trying to choke someone to death? ]

In fact, she wanted to make some porridge, but after searching around, she couldn't find any brown rice or whole grains...

She did see the refined rice, but she didn’t dare touch it!

I can only steam a pot of black-faced steamed buns...

Nanzhi saw that she was uneasy and wanted to touch her back to comfort her.

But Chunni was so scared that she closed her eyes, shrank her neck suddenly and took a step back.

Biting the corner of her lip, she instinctively wanted to hide, but she stood back where she was...

But she did not wait for the expected beating and scolding, but gently patted his back and comforted him softly:

"Chun Ni, you are amazing! You can steam buns so well at such a young age!"

Chunni hesitantly opened her tearful eyes and looked at Nanzhi in disbelief.

"Auntie...you, you're not going to scold me? I've been steaming buns since early in the morning..."

Nanzhi felt uncomfortable but confused when he heard this.

"But if you're afraid of being scolded, why do you have to do it?"

Chunni lowered her eyelashes and stared at the bursting bun skin.

"I can't live and eat at my aunt's house for nothing. I have to help with the work."

He was so sensible that Nanzhi couldn't help but feel distressed.

She pushed Chunni back to the west bedroom and pressed her on the bed.

"You are not well yet, so the most important thing now is to have a good rest! I will call you when the meal is ready."

"No, I can help you, Auntie!"

Chunni insisted on doing so, so Nanzhi had to ask her to help add fire.

I beat a few eggs and mixed them with flour, made a few egg pancakes, and cooked a pot of rice porridge.

He stared at Chunni so hard that she didn't even dare to breathe!

When eating, I dared not eat the egg pancake, and only ate half a black-faced steamed bun and half a bowl of white rice porridge...

Before we finished our breakfast, the workers who were building the house arrived one after another.

In addition, there was an unexpected guest...