Raiders of Hua Hua Qian Jin's Wife

Pan Linxi was slightly taken aback, did he dream of her last night?

Searched in my mind again, no impression, did I not dream, or dreamed but forgot?While thinking, she avoided Zhong Nihong's always direct gaze, "No." In a light, emotionless tone.

Zhong Nihong bent his left knee inward, pointed his toes on the ground, and said softly: "I have a dream with me, but it's not what I promised, so that people can't dream of you, it's really bad."

Ordinary people would immediately soften their hearts when they heard Zhong Nihong acting like a baby, but Pan Linxi was indifferent to her cuteness. He just looked at the star classmate in front of him who was acting aggrieved, and then turned his head towards the door, the meaning couldn't be more obvious: Do you want to go in or not?

Seeing that Pan Linxi ignored her, Zhong Nihong was not annoyed either, and asked with a smile, "Who is there in your family?"

Intuition told Pan Linxi that Zhong Nihong didn't really care about this question, so she answered perfunctorily, "Didn't you say that no one else should hear it? As you wish."

Sure enough, the other party smiled brightly after hearing this, and she lightly bit the rubber sleeve of the mirror leg, and the tips of the white teeth leaked slightly, "Pan, I knew it, you are the best!"

Pan Linxi didn't want to tell her that she lived alone, so she didn't deny it, "Do you want to go in?"

A slightly impatient tone, but not rude.

To Zhong Nihong's ears, this tone was a familiar and casual expression of the two, "Pan, white pants suit you very well!"

Pan Linxi glanced at Zhong Nihong, wondering if she would have nothing to say? "Is there something wrong with you looking for me?"

"Of course." Zhong Nihong's left hand holding the sunglasses finally dropped, she turned sideways, and stepped in first.

Pan Linxi followed her in, then turned around and closed the door.

The yard of her house is not too big, but for her, taking care of the yard by herself every time is quite hard work.

It would be great if she had the money to hire a gardener. Every time she took care of the yard, she couldn't help but think about it.

Before grandma went to the United States, Pan Linxi had solemnly promised her that she would take good care of the family.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

Pan Linxi closed the door and turned around, only to find that Zhong Nihong had stopped. She was standing in the shadow of the Four Seasons Bamboo, two or three meters away from her. Her figure was like a slim sunflower.

"No." Pan Linxi tried to stretch his brows, since Zhong Nihong had already arrived, let's listen to what it was, and at worst, he would be cheeky and hard-hearted to reject her.

Although she is her own creditor, it does not mean that she has no personal freedom in front of her.

"If you have something unhappy, you might as well talk about it."

Mingming Zhong Nihong's tone was very sincere, but Pan Linxi still felt that her words were a bit harsh, "Does it make you happy to say it?"

After finishing speaking, she saw Zhong Nihong's bright eyes froze instantly, so she avoided her sight.

"You are not happy, how could I be happy? This is not a fact you have known for a long time!"

Damn, it's this kind of intimate words without distance that she is good at.

Pan Linxi reminded herself that no matter who she was to, Zhong Nihong could easily say such words that would make people let go of their guards, so there was no need to be soft-hearted towards her.

Even though she thought so, when she raised her eyes and bumped into the talking eyes of the other party, her guilt still aggravated, so she staggered her direct gaze again.

"I've said it all, no." Pan Linxi looked at the Four Seasons Bamboo beside Zhong Nihong.

"Pan, you wouldn't—" Zhong Nihong's watery eyes widened when she interrupted her words.

Pan Linxi felt that she was showing off, so he didn't cooperate with urging her to speak up, but just looked at her indifferently as if she was really shocked.

"You heard about me, right?"

Zhong Nihong has long felt that fire cannot be contained by paper.She stared at Pan Linxi expectantly, hoping to get her immediate affirmative answer.

Pan Linxi's brows that had not been stretched for a while were frowned again. According to Zhong Nihong's current appearance, her so-called very important matter is definitely not a trivial matter. "No. Are you going to speak in the yard?"

Zhong Nihong snorted, her seductive lips were slightly pursed, and her beautiful eyes were smiling, "You have such a nice voice even when you are angry."

Pan Linxi was not surprised when Zhong Nihong's answer was out of the question.Maybe, before she said something very important, she was saying something innocuous to make it easier for both of them.

Seeing that Pan Linxi was unmoved, Zhong Nihong said again: "Praise me, Pan, you should show it anyway! I won't praise anyone easily."

Not easy to praise anyone? ——

If it was possible, Pan Linxi really wanted to roll her eyes at Zhong Nihong. She can speak well, wouldn't she be able to say nice things at her fingertips?

Besides, it's no compliment to say that she has a nice voice!

This is simply equivalent to someone exaggerating that Faye Wong can sing and Manyu can act, which is boring.

"Zhong Nihong," now Pan Linxi can look her in the eyes, "If I say you are beautiful, will you think I am praising you?"

"Of course I will, tell me, right now, I've never heard you praise me for being beautiful!"

Pan Linxi laughed angrily. Zhong Nihong has this kind of ability. It is a matter that everyone knows and does not need to be said, but she is able to speak very seriously.

"Why bother!"

The two looked at each other, and Zhong Nihong really wanted to keep looking at Pan Linxi like this, but it didn't take long for her to continue. She was afraid that if she continued to look at each other, the other party would see through her.

So, she lowered her head, and her long, straight black hair let loose a little, "What is superfluous to you is not to me. I just want to hear you praise me, and I only want to hear you praise me."

"You're becoming more and more like an actor."

Pan Linxi didn't like Zhong Nihong being flirtatious with her, so she was mean to her.

"Forget it." Zhong Nihong raised her head suddenly, the smile in her eyes became stronger, and the meaning of forced laughter became stronger. She raised her right hand, and her eyes fell on the bag in her hand, "I want to eat pineapple."

"You don't want me to peel pineapples for you, do you?" Pan Linxi pretended to be surprised, "Zhong Nihong, I don't know how to do it."

"Hahaha..." Zhong Nihong's pleasant laughter spread to every corner of the courtyard in the early morning, "Hahaha...Pan, you are so interesting!"

Pan Linxi only felt that Zhong Nihong's smile was strange. "What I said is true."

Zhong Nihong finally stopped laughing. She held the sunglasses to cover her mouth and gently lowered her left hand, "Isn't it easy to cut a pineapple? For this, just lift the knife and drop it!"

"A lot of things look simple."

Pan Linxi stepped forward, she passed Zhong Nihong and brought her home.

Entering the house, the heat is blocked outside, and the cool air-conditioning atmosphere fills the room full of age.

The two came to the kitchen one after the other.

Zhong Nihong placed the bag in his hand casually on the wooden dining table, and the plastic bag containing the pineapples made a soft sound.

Before Pan Linxi asked Zhong Nihong to sit down, she had already pushed aside the wooden chair, then raised her right hand to pull the hair from her ears behind her ears, "Everything in your house is old, it really makes people feel at ease. "

After finishing speaking, she sat down heavily, her thin shoulders drooping slightly, and immediately, her bare and slender arms rested on the spotless wooden table, and her left hand holding the sunglasses tapped on the reflective table, looking leisurely To Pan Linxi who was standing across the table.

"Old stuff—reassuring?"

If I remember correctly, this is the second time in a short period of time that Zhong Nihong said that her home made her feel at ease.

Pan Linxi really didn't understand her brain circuit very well. "Why?"

"Probably, it seems to be long-lasting. Old things have accumulated a lot of time, haven't they?"

Pan Linxi wanted to deny Zhong Nihong's argument, but he couldn't refute it.

So, she said indifferently, "Everything accumulated here should have nothing to do with you."

"Well," Zhong Nihong sighed lazily like a kitten, and then slightly stretched a harmless little waist, "Even if it has nothing to do with me, but when I see someone else's love, I will feel Rest assured."

Sure enough, it was Zhong Nihong's rhetoric, Pan Linxi thought, she should be what she says.

"What do you want to drink?" Pan Linxi said, walking towards the refrigerator.

The old house is spacious, even the kitchen is big.

Zhong Nihong looked at Pan Linxi's back. She put her right elbow on the table and her palm on her cheek, turning a deaf ear to Pan Linxi's question.

When she didn't get an answer, Pan Linxi turned her head.

The sun shines through the broken window on the warm yellow floor of the kitchen, the floor reflects light, and the room is full of brilliance.

In the breath of the air conditioner, the gray particles fluttered in the golden beam of morning light, looking very warm.

The two looked like they were three or four meters apart, their gazes collided with each other unexpectedly, one was waiting for an answer, while the other seemed to be looking at the most beautiful scenery in the world.

For a moment, Pan Linxi really had the illusion of peace of mind.

If, she thought, if she and Zhong Nihong were sisters and a family, and she was waiting for her to get her a drink while being watched by her family members with such tenderness, this would indeed be a reassuring scene.

Unfortunately, she is not.

After a brief daydream, Pan Linxi soon came to his senses.

It must be that Zhong Nihong's sense of presence is too strong, Pan Linxi looked into the other's eyes and thought, as soon as she appeared, he was unconsciously drawn by her.

Zhong Nihong has always been like this, no matter where she is, no matter who she is with, she is always the focus.

Zhong Nihong knew that Pan Linxi was waiting for her to answer, but because her slender figure was too charming, she didn't want to talk at all now, she just wanted to look at her like this, and be with her in the kitchen full of morning light. Before this morning, it had been a distant dream for her.

"Hello!" Pan Linxi raised her small and pretty chin lightly, "Didn't you hear that?"

"No!" There was a sly look in her eyes, a naughty smile on her lips, Zhong Nihong still held her cheek with her right hand, her face was illuminated by the reflected light, and she looked like a bright animation.

Pan Linxi knew that she was deliberately teasing her, but she didn't take it seriously, "If you want to eat pineapple now, I can only ask you to do it yourself."

She really didn't know how to peel a pineapple. This kind of fruit was classified as a troublesome thing by her, and she would never take the initiative to eat it, let alone buy a whole pineapple and bring it back.

"No hurry." Zhong Nihong's expression was slightly lazy, and he didn't look like he was talking about important things at all. "Pan, come here. Let's talk about my business first, shall we?"

Pan Linxi was calm on the surface, but there was still a thump in his heart. What should happen cannot be avoided.