Became the white moonlight of the heroine

The corners of her lips were only pulled slightly, her smile was shallow, and her emotions were not very high when she spoke.

For a moment, Qiao Nian even felt that the smile was bitter, so that she unconsciously lost her mind in front of Su Xiang.

It wasn't until he felt gentle caresses on his face that he gradually returned to his senses.

As soon as she regained her senses, she raised her eyes and met Su Xiang's gaze. Her gaze was focused, but it was as dark as thick splashes of ink, which made it impossible for people to see through and at the same time brought a sense of oppression.

Qiao Nian didn't dare to look at Su Xiang like this for too long, she turned her eyes away, and at the same time she slightly avoided Su Xiang's hand with her head.

Su Xiang looked at her missing hand, and gave a soft snort with a half-smile. She withdrew her hand, and moved her whole body to the side. In this way, the two people who were close to each other's shoulders were suddenly separated by a distance. void.

Qiao Nian's gaze fell on the gap between the two of them, and her curled eyelashes trembled twice.

Su Xiang looked up at the wall clock on the wall, then looked back at Qiao Nian again, and asked slowly, "Are you hungry?"

"Do you want noodles for lunch? I'll cook them."

Qiao Nian pursed her lips: "Eat a little."

After the words fell, he continued: "I'll cook the noodles, you can take a rest here."

Su Xiang glanced at her, without refusing: "Well, just cook a little."

Qiao Nian nodded: "Understood."

"I'll go to the kitchen first."

Su Xiang replied in a low voice, and then leaned on the back of the sofa behind him, holding the remote control in his hand with a relaxed expression, and changed several channels, and finally stopped on a financial channel.

During this period, Qiao Nian's gaze quietly lingered on her for a while. Seeing her calm expression, she couldn't help but slowly suppress the mixed thoughts in her heart, got up and walked to the kitchen.

After about ten minutes, two bowls of noodles in clear soup were brought out from the kitchen. The noodles were covered with fried eggs and vegetables.

She carefully took the noodle bowl out from the bowl holder and put it on the dining table, then looked up at Su Xiang, and when she was about to call someone over to eat the noodles, she saw that Su Xiang had stood up, and then walked towards her.

Qiao Nian was taken aback for a moment, and the moment the two looked at each other, he couldn't help but say dryly, "It's time to eat noodles."

Su Xiang nodded and responded lightly, and walked in front of Qiao Nian within a few steps. She glanced at the golden fried eggs in the bowl and couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "I didn't realize that you are quite good at frying eggs." of."

Qiao Nian's eyes drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes fanned lightly: "For a while, I liked fried eggs more, so I learned how to fry them myself. The more I cook, the better it will be."

After finishing speaking, he held the noodle bowl and sat down on the stool closest to him.

Su Xiang sat across from her, raised his eyes and looked at her: "When you were in country Y?"

Qiao Nian: "Yes."

Su Xiang said oh and stopped asking. She stirred the noodles in the bowl with lowered eyes, and said in a low voice, "Let's eat the noodles first."

Qiao Nian responded, then silently lowered her head and ate the noodles.

Su Xiang also reached out to pick up a chopstick of noodles, but the moment the noodles entered, her expression suddenly paused, but she quickly returned to normal and continued to eat the noodles in the bowl.

Qiao Nian had already eaten a few mouthfuls at this time, the more she ate, the more she felt that the taste of the noodles was bland, and she didn't know if it was because there was not enough salt or because there was no chili seasoning.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help raising her eyes to look at the person opposite, and asked softly: "Su Xiang, do you think the taste of this noodle is too bland?"

"Should I add more salt?" Qiao Nian seldom cooks, so every time she cooks, she can't grasp the amount of salt well, and the cooked food is either bland or salty.

The most important thing is that as long as the taste is not too salty or bland, Qiao Nian won't notice it at all.

At this moment, Qiao Nian couldn't help but ask Su Xiang because his mouth was so pale.

She can eat it by herself, afraid that Su Xiang won't be able to eat it.

Su Xiang raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he met her restless eyes, he couldn't help slowing down his voice: "It's a little lighter, but it's quite to my liking."

"If you think it's bland, you can add more salt when you cook the noodles next time. I've almost eaten half of it now, and it's not appropriate to add more salt."

Hearing this, Qiao Nian couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously bent his eyes: "It's just as good as you think it suits your appetite."

Su Xiang laughed lightly: "Eat quickly, I need you to continue to the kitchen to help me after I finish eating the noodles."

Qiao Nian naturally agreed, but after taking a few mouthfuls, she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks, got up and ran to the kitchen to get a bottle of chili sauce.

After she opened the bottle cap and took a spoonful of chili sauce for herself, she couldn't help asking Su Xiang, "Do you want it?"

Su Xiang paused, but Wen Sheng refused: "No need."

"Okay." Qiao Nian put the cap on the bottle before sitting down again.

Not long after, the two entered the kitchen together after eating noodles.

This time, they stayed in the kitchen until four o'clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Nian held the second cup of strawberry milkshake in his hand, and watched Su Xiang sort the desserts and drinks on the counter into two baskets while drinking.

Looking at the two full baskets of desserts and drinks, she couldn't help saying, "We've made so much, what if they can't finish it?"

Su Xiang laughed and looked at her: "I thought you would worry about not having enough food."

Qiao Nian's cheeks were slightly hot, and she said softly, "I'm not that greedy either."

Although she did eat a lot in the afternoon, she is already full now, and she probably won't be able to eat much in the evening.

After saying that, she glanced at Su Xiang's movement of carrying the basket, then quickly drank the last sip of the milkshake, threw the drink cup into the trash can, and then consciously picked up another basket of desserts.

Qiao Nian looked sideways at Su Xiang with the basket in hand: "Let's go there early, my mother and the others should already be preparing meals."

Su Xiang: "Okay."

They left Su's house one after the other, and when they returned to Qiao's house, as soon as Qiao Nian entered the door, she was so excited by the air-conditioning coming from the shop that she turned her head and covered her lips and sneezed.

Su Xiang frowned and looked at her: "Did you catch a cold?"

Qiao Nian shook her head: "No, it should be because the air conditioner here is too cold."

She spent most of her time in the kitchen today. Although there was air conditioning in the kitchen, they didn't turn it on too much. Coupled with the busyness from time to time, Qiao Nian didn't feel cold.

And on the way back, they were exposed to the sun for a few minutes, and as their body temperature rose, Qiao Nian suddenly blew air-conditioning, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Su Xiang felt the cold air almost as strong as usual, and couldn't help frowning even deeper when she heard Qiao Nian's words. She took the basket from Qiao Nian's hand, and said in a slightly condensed voice, "Go upstairs and find a coat to put on before coming down. I'll turn up the temperature of the air conditioner later."

"Alright." Qiao Nian agreed, and after handing over the basket to Su Xiang, she took the lead to cross the entrance and trot upstairs.

Even Qiao's mother called her from behind, but she didn't stop.

Qiao Nian went back to the room, took a thin coat casually, put it on and went downstairs, but she ran into Xu Xiyue just as she reached the stairs.

Holding a piece of tiramisu, Xu Xiyue approached Qiao Nian with a smile on her face, gossiping: "Qiao Nian, did you spend the night with Su Xiang secretly last night?"

Qiao Nian: "No, I was at home last night."

Xu Xiyue stared at her suspiciously: "Then why did Su Xiang make so many desserts with such kindness today? I heard that you and her made these together, right?"

Qiao Nian: "It's true that she and I made it together. As for why we make so many today, in one sentence, she wants my mother to try it too."

Hearing this, Xu Xiyue snapped: "Is that all?"

She thought it was Su Xiang who took advantage of something.

Qiao Nian was puzzled: "Then what do you think?"

Hearing this, Xu Xiyue suddenly held tightly the plate containing the tiramisu in her hand, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, hurry down, everyone is below, you are the only one missing."

"Row."

When Qiao Nian walked to the living room, Su Xiang was chatting with Qiao's family on the sofa. Among them, Qiao's mother and Su Xiang had the most joyful conversation.

Mother Qiao seemed to like the soft and sticky jujube cake made by Su Xiang very much, and kept praising it.

Qiao Nian glanced over there, and suddenly found that there were only two seats left on the sofa over there, and those two seats were all on Su Xiang's side without exception.

Realizing this, Qiao Nian's footsteps came to an almost invisible halt.

When she walked over there, she originally wanted to sit at the end, but when she was about to stop, she unconsciously took two steps forward and walked to the position adjacent to Su Xiang.

At the same time, Xu Xiyue took the lead in sitting in the last seat.

Qiao Nian was silent, without hesitation, and sat down next to Su Xiang.

Su Xiang turned to look at the people around him, his eyes lingered on the coat she was wearing for a few seconds, and said softly, "Qiao Nian, don't eat cold food tonight."

Qiao Nian silently responded, "Oh."

That night, Qiao Nian really didn't touch any drinks with ice, and even seldom touched desserts.

Because I have no appetite.

At that time, Qiao Nian once thought that it was because she ate too many desserts in the afternoon and dinner that she was not interested in eating dessert after the meal.

Even until bedtime, she still thought so.

After sleeping until midnight, Qiao Nian got up in a daze and ran to the toilet. When he came back, he couldn't help poking his cold arm. After he got back to bed and lay down, he couldn't help but touch the remote control of the air conditioner, and directly turned the air conditioner on. closed.

After turning off the air conditioner, Qiao Nian rolled up the thin blanket around her body and fell asleep again.

This sleep made Qiao Nian feel dizzy. Occasionally, she could hear people talking beside the bed, and then she felt a faint pain on the back of her right hand.

Qiao Nian wanted to open her eyes, but it took her a long time to open them a little. After roughly seeing the figures of Qiao's mother and Su Xiang, she couldn't help closing her eyelids again, and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept before I woke up slowly.

Qiao Nian lifted his eyelids slightly, and Su Xiang's figure came straight into his eyes.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, sliding her phone quietly, and the white light reflected from the screen was reflected on her face, making her face pale in addition to the silence.

Qiao Nian moved his fingers and felt something stuck on the back of his hand.

She turned her head slightly, and was about to raise her hand to have a look, but she didn't expect that her fingers were grabbed before she raised her hand.

Su Xiang gently held her finger and whispered, "You're awake."

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Qiao Nian shook her head: "No, it's just that I was a little dizzy when I didn't wake up, but it's much better now."

"Why are you here?"

Su Xiang said concisely: "I will take care of you."

Qiao Nian was stunned: "Why..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Xiang's lips parted slightly: "You have a fever, 39 degrees."

Qiao Nian didn't react a little: "How come?"

Su Xiang stared at her with a bad expression: "It should be caused by catching a cold."

Hearing this, Qiao Nian finally came to her senses. She lowered her eyes to look at the blanket that was obviously much thicker on her body, and then followed the touch on her right hand and turned her head to look to the side. As expected, she saw an infusion stand beside her.

She stared at the almost empty bottle of IV, suddenly fell silent, and asked softly after a while, "Which bottle of IV is this?"

"The second bottle, the needle can be taken after this bottle is finished."

Qiao Nian turned to look at Su Xiang: "Is this the doctor you invited today?"

When she woke up at that time, she vaguely heard Su Xiang talking to an unfamiliar voice, and now she thought it should be a doctor.

Su Xiang hummed: "It's me."

As she spoke, she couldn't help stretching out her hand, and felt the temperature of Qiao Nian's forehead with the back of her hand. After realizing that the high fever had gradually subsided, she couldn't help but gradually relaxed.

"Fortunately, it's not hot."

Su Xiang withdrew his hand and looked at Qiao Nian with a gentle expression: "It's already past noon, do you want to eat?"

Qiao Nian: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat for now."

Su Xiang touched her face: "Eat as much as you want, otherwise you will lose your strength."

"Aunt Qiao asked someone to cook porridge, and I'll bring it to you later."

Qiao Nian snorted and didn't object, she just sat up slowly and leaned against the head of the bed, staring fixedly at Su Xiang.

Su Xiang met her gaze and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and looked away, the hand that was not on the drip couldn't help but slowly clenched the bed sheet under the palm: "When did you come here?"

It always feels like she's been here for a long time.

Su Xiang: "I called you in the morning, but you didn't answer, so I came here after worrying."

Qiao Nian's hand suddenly clenched the bed sheet even tighter. She raised her head to look at Su Xiang, her eyes slightly opened: "So you really have been here with me since this morning?"

Su Xiang responded in a low voice: "En."

Qiao Nian's lips moved. Thinking of the recent events, she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Su Xiang, why are you being so nice to me?"

Su Xiang's expression was slightly startled, and it took about a few seconds before he slightly opened his lips: "I just want to treat you well, do you need a reason?"

"And you were nice to me before."

It's so good that no one else can compare to her, but it's a pity...Compared to before, Qiao Nian seems to treat her a lot less.

Although she was still very good, it had been a long time since Su Xiang felt that Qiao Nian was being cared for by others.

When Qiao Nian heard her mention the past, she couldn't help lowering her head guiltily. She had just arrived in this world at that time, and Su Xiang was the most familiar stranger to her. Moreover, her first impression of Su Xiang was so good that During that time, I couldn't help but often find opportunities to get close to her to gain a sense of presence.

It didn't stop until she went abroad, and during her time in country Y, because she met many different people, she gradually integrated into this world.

Su Xiang looked at Qiao Nian's lowered head, couldn't help but smiled and stretched out her hand to lift her head up: "Why have you been shrinking your head like a quail lately?"

"Be careful with cervical spondylosis."

Su Xiang took his hand back after speaking this time, very measured.

Qiao Nian raised her eyes and glanced at her, coughed uncomfortably, and began to find nothing to say: "Are you going to be so nice to Ji Xilan?"

Su Xiang raised his lips and laughed: "How is it possible."

Qiao Nian blinked: "How is it impossible? Aren't you and her on good terms?"

"Fool." Su Xiang chuckled, couldn't help reaching out and stroking her head, until she messed up her hair before saying softly: "In my heart, you are more important than her."

"Oh." The corners of Qiao Nian's lips curled up subconsciously, but only once, she suddenly thought of someone again, and couldn't help but look at Su Xiang: "Then where is the person you like?"

"Will you be nicer to her?"

Su Xiang gently smoothed Qiao Nian's hair, and looked at Qiao Nian with a faint smile on his lips: "Yes."

"If I can establish a relationship with her, I will treat her better than now."