The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

Jiang Ning was stunned for a long time, until the boy lowered his eyelashes and turned his face away with resentment and embarrassment on his cold face. She finally realized that Yan Yixie had been suffocating something all day.

She looked at the dark back of Yan Yixie's head and the gradually widening back, and suddenly wanted to laugh, she opened her mouth: "That—"

Yan Yixie turned her back to her, still a teenager, his tone was harsh and dull: "Don't talk to me."

Jiang Ning closed his mouth obediently.

She turned her head back, put her hands on her knees, looked forward, and a good student who was an obedient Miyoshi student, really stopped talking to him.

Yan Yixie squeezed the car door handle, Bingcuo's face tightened her lips, and she was waiting for her to explain, but Jiang Ning really didn't say anything, and the housekeeper didn't dare to say anything.

The car was extremely silent for a while.

The anger in Yan Yixie's heart suddenly burned more vigorously, as if a villain was adding firewood to the fire: "Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Ning gave him a surprised look and said, "You told me not to talk to you."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Jiang Ning looked at the housekeeper, sighed, and said: "Some people, let me not go back with him, if I don't go back with him, he doesn't follow. Let me stop talking to him, I don't talk to him. He is going to be angry again."

Steward: "Pouch."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Yan Yixie leaped in his temples, leaned in the back of the seat, took a deep breath, tried to make himself expressionless, and forgot what the three people named Xu said in the corner of the corridor, and also forgot what Jiang Ning gave him. This kind of thing about fireflies. Maybe Jiang Ning didn't take it seriously, just gave him a small gift.

Why on earth did he take that day as a unique memory? The moment when he learned that Jiang Ning had done to others, he was so disappointed.

He doesn't care. Yes, he doesn't care.

Seeing that Yan Yixie's face became colder, Jiang Ning decided to try another rescue. She smiled and pulled Yan Yixie's sleeve and said, "You must have misunderstood something, actually..."

It must be some nonsense, Jiang Ning has always been frivolous, speaking to others is not important, look, she is still laughing. He doesn't care, doesn't care, doesn't care... Yan Yixie pricked his ears while his face was cold.

"I have never sent Xu Mingyi fireflies. Fireflies are so difficult to catch, so I'm not so free." Jiang Ning explained: "I did catch a bug, but it was a caterpillar and tied a small light bulb. I Lie to him that it was a firefly, lied to see him, and almost fainted him."

Yan Yixie: "..."

The mood is a little better but not all.

Although it was not Firefly who gave the surname Xu, it was also a unique and fun memory.

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he looked at Yan Yixie.

Yan Yixie: "Oh."

Jiang Ning:?

Just one? Hasn't this been explained clearly? Already hinted that it is not enough to give him the firefly alone?

The young master was still unhappy, and simply stopped looking at Jiang Ning, put on the headphones, raised his arms and closed his eyes.

"Look at me." Jiang Ning grabbed his arm and hugged him in his arms: "Didn't you say that you have any questions you need to communicate in time?"

The boy pretended to be asleep and closed his eyes tightly: "I'm asleep."

Jiang Ning suddenly leaned over and went to pick his eyelids.

Yan Yixie: "..."

Yan Yi thanked him angrily: "Don't make trouble."

Jiang Ning had to withdraw his hand angrily.

There was heavy rain in the city, and crackling raindrops hit the car and dripped down the window. The young man closed his eyes again and put on his blindfold. His face was handsome and white, his lips pressed tightly, and there was no curve in the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Ning stared at him for a while, and then began to feel sleepy. He closed his eyes and tilted his body, leaning on his shoulder and began to sleep.

The warm body leaned up, Yan Yixie stiffened, and subconsciously pushed open the blindfold gently, opening his eyes.

Jiang Ning didn't seem to be asleep, moved, and buried his face in his neck.

Not asleep? In a panic, he quickly touched the blindfold again.

There was a sound of even breathing, and the car passed a few traffic lights. Yan Yixie listened to the steady breathing on his side, guessing that Jiang Ning was already asleep. He pushed the blindfold up again, lowered his eyes and looked at her, trying to cover her with the blanket.

As soon as he lowered his eyes, he met Jiang Ning's dark vision.

Yan Yixie: "..."

The air was so embarrassed that I couldn't even hear the breathing.

Jiang Ning said: "Look at the housekeeper, your young master peeped at me."

Yan Yixie: "..."

The young man's face is thin, and the red has spread to the roots of his ears, but his face is still cold as frost. He angered: "Shut up."

However, after such a disturbance, when Jiang Ning was about to be sent to the door of his house, Yan Yixie's anger had disappeared. He hadn't known her in the past ten years, so he couldn't stop her and be nice to the people next to him.

His anger is always inexplicable, but it is easy to stop fighting because of the little warmth she released.

The butler smiled and parked the car, took an umbrella and propped it under the car, and pulled the door to drive Jiang Ning back.

Jiang Ning squeezed Yan Yixie's face and got out of the car.

Yan Yixie had no time to slap her hand away, and her handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Have I ever told you, don't just do such frivolous behavior to others and talk nonsense."

Jiang Ning stood under the umbrella and turned to look at him: "But I only do it to you."

Yan Yixie: "...shut up."

Jiang Ning smiled and wanted to go back, Yan Yixie stopped her again.

After she turned her head.

The boy stretched out his hands in front of her.

His fingers are long and white, with even flesh and blood.

His dark eyes stared at her for a moment without saying a word.

Jiang Ning looked down at his hand, then looked up at him again, confused, Jiang Ning also stretched out his hand and held his hand... his fingers interlocked?

Yan Yixie: "..."

Yan Yixie withdrew his hand in shock, anger and irritation: "That's not what I meant!"

Jiang Ning tilted his head: "What does that mean?"

The heavy rain dripped down the umbrella. The young man clenched his fist and tried to recover his expressionless face to cover up the beating of his heart. He looked at her and said, "Caterpillar."

Jiang Ning:?

"I also want."