When the heroine becomes paranoid

After playing like crazy for two days, the four of them returned to Ningjiang City exhausted. After getting off the car, they went back to their respective houses to find their mothers.

During this period of time, Wen Nuan and Song Ci were either living together in Taizhou Mansion or Wutong Yayuan.

Anyway, it is 24 hours a day without much separation.

But this time when they came back from Jingyang City, both of them received the news that their fathers were going home.

Song Minshu surprisingly asked a few questions, what is Song Ci doing at home recently?

For the first time, he also asked her about her studies, making Song Ci think that someone picked up Song Minshu's phone?

This kind of words is not like what Song Minshu can say.

As for Zhao Zhenhai, who has returned from Country M, he is now waiting for Nuan Nuan to go home for dinner in Wutong Yayuan.

He had a pleasant conversation with SJ Company, and this time he came back to wait for Zhao Wenwen to move his family to Country M after the college entrance examination.

Yan Ni and Zhang Wei had already left, Song Ci and Nuan Nuan couldn't bear to part with each other, they just didn't want to go home separately.

During this period of time, they have been sticking together, and they want to separate suddenly. Both of them are not used to it.

Warm breathed out a puff of smoke, "Let's go, I'll take you back first, and then I'll go home."

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I'll see you off, or I won't let you go."

"Are you sending me off, am I willing to let you go?" Nuan Nuan sighed, and dragged Song Ci into a hidden alley.

She stubbed out the cigarette, and kissed Song Ci fiercely. It was clear that there was no parting yet, but her reluctance was already welling up in her heart.

Song Ci was very cooperative with the warm kiss, squeezing himself into the warm embrace without leaving a single gap.

Wen Nuan kissed her lips one after another, rubbing her sensitive fingers, "If you just separate here and keep rubbing, I really can't bear to part with you."

It's just that we can't see each other for a day, why do we have to say goodbye like life and death.

Too hypocritical.

The system agrees: [It's a bit hypocritical. 】

warmth:"...."

Song Ci nodded, panting lightly: "...OK."

Wen Nuan felt uncomfortable from Song Ci's panting, held the back of her head and sucked it hard, and said impatiently: "Don't be so panting, I don't want to fight a field battle with you in this kind of place."

Song Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, bewitching people with passion.

She bit her warm jaw, panting harder on purpose, "Ha...ha..warm, I want you..."

"..."

The heroine is so rebellious.

It may be that she has made the heroine so hard these two days that she turned on some wonderful switches for the heroine.

There are basically two styles under the bed and under the bed. They are obviously on the verge of collapse, but they are still lingering to death.

Wen Nuan suppressed the restlessness in his body, hugged the heroine, and patted her buttocks, "Don't make trouble, just hug for a while."

Song Ci hugged Nuannuan tightly, swayed his body, and smiled happily, "Wuannuan..."

"Here." Warmth was shaken by her, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

She likes to show happiness and happiness by dangling when hugging people.

"Warm..." She hated her.

"Yes." So did she.

"warmth...."

"Well, here we are."

The two shouted endlessly, making every sound a response.

When Wen Nuan returned home, he saw that his father had already cooked a lot of dishes, and there was still the sound of stir frying in the kitchen.

She walked over and lay at the door, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Zhenhai didn't turn his head back, "Let's have some braised prawns, and we'll have dinner."

"Okay, I'm going to wash my hands."

There is delicious food to eat, and it is very happy to be warm.

Wen Nuan simply washed up, looked at the ribs and corn soup that Zhao Zhenhai brought out, it was so fragrant, and his mouth was filled with saliva, "Dad, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"

In this world before, Nuan Nuan had a pretty good life, and there were only two things she liked, food and cigarettes.

In order to take care of the young children, the original body's father worked hard to learn how to cook, and he developed a good cooking skill, comparable to a Michelin-starred chef.

Zhao Zhenhai served Nuannuan a bowl of soup, saw Nuannuan's lips were cut, and worried: "What's wrong with your mouth? Is this...getting angry?"

In fact, he wanted to ask if he was bitten by something?

After all, this wound is not like a blister caused by a fire, but rather like it was bitten open by someone's teeth.

Nuan Nuan took a sip of the soup, "My girlfriend bit it."

"...." Zhao Zhenhai was so startled that his chopsticks fell to the ground, he looked at Wen Nuan with an incredulous expression, and said with a high voice, "What? My girlfriend bit me?!"

Surprised that the warmth was bitten! ?

The second surprise is that Nuan Nuan has a girlfriend! ?

Nuan Nuan was too lazy to peel the shrimp, and just about to stuff it into his mouth and eat it, Zhao Zhenhai knocked it off with chopsticks.

He picked up a prawn for Nuannuan, slowly peeled it open in his hands, and put the shrimp meat in the Nuannuan bowl, "You're too lazy to peel a shrimp shell?"

Wen Nuan grinned and said, "Shrimp shells are supplemented with calcium, it doesn't matter if you peel them or not."

"Take calcium tablets for calcium supplementation, what kind of shrimp shells do you eat, your oral mucosa is too thin, and you have been cut by shrimp shells several times, and your mouth is full of blood. Dad will be scared to death."

It was not easy for Zhao Zhenhai to bring up a child. There were many things that he didn't notice. The child was greedy and willing to eat delicious food, so he sent all the delicious food to Yuan Shen.

When the original body was eating shrimp, his mouth was cut by the shrimp shell several times, making his mouth full of blood. Zhao Zhenhai was so frightened that he called 119 directly. Later, when he cooked this kind of dish with hard shells, Zhao Zhenhai always peeled it for the original body. I'm feeding her.

Carefully take care of his baby.

Zhao Zhenhai peeled several shrimps for Nuan Nuan and put them in an empty bowl for Nuan Nuan to eat.

"What do you mean by what you said just now?" Zhao Zhenhai suspected that the child's words were not appropriate, and he might have directly referred to a female friend as a girlfriend.

"On the surface," Nuan Nuan gnawed a sweet and sour pork ribs and spit out the bones, "I have a girlfriend, girlfriend-friend."

She looked at Zhao Zhenhai's wide-eyed eyes with disbelief, "Yes, that's the kind of girlfriend you're thinking of right now."

Zhao Zhenhai stood up abruptly, and walked back and forth in front of the dining table, muttering something incessantly.

The dignified richest man in Ningjiang City can calmly face the crisis in the business world and give advice, but in the end he is at a loss when it comes to his daughter's emotional problems.

"Are you in love?!" Zhao Zhenhai finally confirmed what Nuan Nuan said after the tenth turn.

Nuan burped, "Enen, I'm in love."

"And talked about a...girlfriend?" When did my daughter die?

Could it be that he stayed in country M and was influenced by the culture there?

Zhao Zhenhai suddenly planned to reconsider his intention to cooperate with SJ.

Nuan still drank another bowl of pork rib soup, pushed the bowl forward, and Zhao Zhenhai filled another bowl for her immediately.

"Thank you, Dad." Wen Nuan said with a smile, "En En, girlfriend, she is good-looking, in good shape, and good at studying. I will bring her here for you to meet someday. After all, ugly daughter-in-laws have to meet their parents-in-law."

Zhao Zhenhai took a deep breath: "When did you bend?"

No, it seems that my daughter has never been in a relationship. Is it possible that she was crooked from the beginning?

Wen Nuan wiped the soup stains from the corner of his mouth, "I'm not bent, it's just that my lover happens to be a girl, that's all."

That's why the system kept saying that she was bent and she didn't admit it.

Because she found that she only likes "her", not any girl or any boy.

The system thought about it: [So... did you bend or not? 】

Warm and tired: "...whatever you want, okay?"

The system nodded and said: [Okay, you are bent. 】

warmth:"....."

There are not many such persistent systems.

Zhao Zhenhai sat on the sofa in despair, carefully summed up the love process that Wen Nuan just said, and came to a conclusion.

Nuannuan plans to marry this child named Song Ci.

Wen Nuan washed the dishes and put them in the disinfection cabinet. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Zhenhai lying on the door with an aggrieved face.

"what happened?"

Zhao Zhenhai frowned slightly: "Father doesn't object to you being with that Song Ci, then...then can you guarantee that you will still have a father if you have a daughter-in-law?"

He often heard people talk about it, saying that since their children have someone they like, they don’t need the company of their parents. Isn’t that how those old people who live alone and widows come here?

Zhao Zhenhai was worried that if Wen Nuan had someone he liked, he would not be his father anymore.

He can give Wen Nuan the freedom she wants, but can he not abandon her father?

Warm eyes trembled, and he said with emotion: "Why don't I want you? You are my father."

When Zhao Zhenhai heard this, his face turned from cloudy to sunny, "It's better for my baby. I have many partners who say that after their children have someone they like, they will not get along with their parents. Dad is also worried that the baby will not have a father."

Wen Nuan sighed, walked over, and hugged Zhao Zhenhai, "You are my father, and she is the one I like. You have never been in a trade-off relationship, you know?"

A close relative, a beloved, is a harmonious and harmonious relationship with each other.

Zhao Zhenhai noticed that Nuan Nuan had grown a lot taller, his head had reached his chin, and it was no longer the porcelain doll in his arms that was afraid that it would break if he put more weight on it.

He sighed, "Honey, you've grown up."

Wen Nuan patted Zhao Zhenhai's still strong back muscles, "Dad, why don't you find a woman while you are still strong? I think Aunt Lin, Secretary Lin, is pretty good?"

Secretary Lin is Zhao Zhenhai's administrative secretary. He is smart and capable, has high business intelligence and good figure. Most importantly, he has always had a crush on Zhao Zhenhai.

Zhao Zhenhai also knew of Secretary Lin's affection for him, but he was all about his daughter, and he was afraid that having a woman would make his daughter wronged, so he remained single.

Zhao Zhenhai paused, with an unnatural expression on his face, he said: "Kids, don't keep worrying about adults' affairs, just mind your own business."

Nuan Nuan shrugged, "Let me just tell you, I think Aunt Lin is very nice, I don't mind if you marry her, it's nice to have someone to accompany you."

She blinked at Zhao Zhenhai, raised her eyebrows and said, "I say these words sincerely, Dad, don't miss someone who loves you, there is no medicine for regret in this world."

Zhao Zhenhai's pupils trembled, his expression struggling.

The rest needs to be considered by Zhao Zhenhai himself. No matter how much she said, it is useless. Looking at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

"Dad, I'm going out for a while."

Zhao Zhenhai: "Why are you going?"

"When you're full, go for some exercise to clear up your food." Wen Nuan tickled the corner of his mouth, "Let's go."

Zhao Zhenhai shouted from behind, "Come back early."

"understood."

As soon as Song Ci arrived home, he looked at the man smoking in the living room, frowned slightly, and went straight to the bedroom without saying anything.

"Song Ci?" Song Minshu exhaled smoke, looked at Song Ci, "Come here."

Song Ci walked over and stood by the sofa, the pungent smell of cigarettes made her very uncomfortable.

Song Minshu was also used to his daughter's indifferent temperament, so he asked casually, "I heard from your teacher that you have obtained the qualification to recommend Ningjiang University?"

"kindness."

"Then are you still taking the college entrance examination?" Song Minshu asked.

"kindness."

"The college entrance examination is one month away, how is your study going?"

"It's okay." Song Ci looked at Song Minshu coldly, not interested in answering his questions, and could only deal with it casually.

Song Minshu looked at her and smiled: "I have a friend whose child is also studying in No. [-] Middle School. I heard that he is doing well in his studies. He is also going to be admitted to Ningjiang University. That child is called Lu Yi, do you recognize him?"

Song Ci raised his eyes: "I know."

Song Minshu was surprised and said, "Yes, how is that kid?"

"is acceptable."

Although Lu Yi was nosy, he also helped her a lot. Song Ci still had a good impression of him.

"Looking at your evaluation, you are quite satisfied with him." It was also the first time Song Minshu heard Song Ci evaluate a person like this, and he thought that Lu Yi had a good position in Song Ci's heart.

Song Ci was indifferent: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's talk about it after your college entrance examination." Song Minshu got up, took off his coat, and when he passed by Song Ci, he wanted to touch her hair.

Song Ci tilted his head, his refusal was obvious.

Song Min's hands were lost, and he was absent-minded for a few seconds. He tugged on his tie and threw his coat on the sofa. "There is beef noodles in sour soup I bought for you on the table. Eat some." After speaking, he turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Song Ci looked at the steaming beef noodles on the table, took out a toast and mineral water from the refrigerator, and went back to the bedroom.

The toast that I usually eat is hard to swallow now.

During this period of time, they have been staying together with Nuannuan, and the two of them eat, wear, live and travel together.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Song Ci threw it into the trash can, lay on the bed, took the warm clothes he had worn in his arms, and deeply inhaled the warm residual breath on the clothes.

The deep-seated longing is like the night, which cannot be resisted or resisted.

She is like her.

The phone next to the pillow rang, and Song Ci was in a daze. The voice was inexplicably familiar.

It seems to be the special reminder ringtone of □□□.

There is only one friend in Song Ci's life, and that is warmth.

She stood up suddenly, took the phone and opened it, her pupils trembled.

- Warmth: Good.

Her fingertips trembled slightly on the phone screen, and she typed out a word tremblingly.

-A Ci: Huh?

Nuan Nuan got her back, just like she got Nuan Nuan back.

The news came quickly, Song Ci read the latest news about Nuannuan, got out of bed immediately, ran downstairs without even changing his shoes.

- Warmth: I will wait for you in the gazebo downstairs.

Nuannuan stood in front of the door, listening to the sound of running, opened his arms, and hugged Song Ci.

When she saw Song Ci, she put on slippers and came down, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Song Ci hugged the warmth tightly, smelling the familiar smell of smoke on her body, it was fresh and natural, making people addicted.

"waste time."

Because I want to see you so much, wearing shoes is a waste of time.

Nuan Nuan smiled, carried Song Ci to the gazebo, and opened the Golden Soup Fat Beef Noodles he bought, "Did you only eat toast and milk when you got home?"

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I don't drink milk anymore."

"Why don't you drink milk?" Nuan Nuan remembered that Song Ci often ate milk with toast.

Song Ci ate his noodles, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "Because I want to kiss you all the time, so I stopped drinking milk."

She was allergic to warm milk, she hadn't told You Jiayi, nor Song Ci, but they knew she was allergic to milk.

"So cute." Wen Nuan lowered his head and kissed her brow.

Song Ci looked at her and breathed slowly, "That... have you found it?"

"Well, I found it."

"Then, what do you mean by your good reply?" Song Ci asked nervously.

The corners of warm lips curled up slightly, "Aci, you don't need to come to me specially in the future, I will come to you in the future, okay?"

Song Ci sat in Nuannuan's arms, his eyes were shining brightly.

She kissed her lips reverently, and tremblingly said: "Okay."

The author has something to say: Exercising to eliminate food = kissing.