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The absent-minded Nie Wenyuan put the toothpaste and toothbrush back in place.
Huang Dan's gaze fell on the man's generous back, "Nie Wenyuan, I want to be with you, but it's not time to wait."
Nie Wenyuan's breath sank, "You are an adult."
Huang Dan hummed, "I'm afraid of pain, I'll tell you when I'm ready."
Nie Wenyuan looked at the young man, he said it seriously, and the attitude is also, not joking, "Okay."
At about ten o'clock, Nie Wenyuan was sitting in a chair smoking a cigarette. The door of the study was open, but he didn't close it. His little nephew came and was right at the door, wearing the pajamas that he had brought back from city G, with a pale face. , glowing with light, people can't help but sigh, it's nice to be young.
Nie Wenyuan didn't get up, his eyelids were half-closed, and he sat behind the desk, breathing clouds and mist.
His little nephew didn't come in, he left "Smoke less, good night" and turned to leave, closing the door thoughtfully as he left.
Huang Dan went back to the bedroom and didn't sleep directly. He leaned on the bedside to read a book, waiting for the bag of points to fall. Unfortunately, he didn't wait for one until 0:00, and it was difficult to grasp the frequency of falling.
There was a shadow under the crack of the door. Huang Dan didn't get off the bed. He sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, facing the door.
About half an hour later, the shadow of Yin under the crack of the door disappeared.
Huang Dan went to open the door, bent down and picked up a cigarette butt on the ground, when Yu was about to go back to the house, his hand was caught, his eyelids twitched, and he turned to look at the man, "You didn't leave?"
Nie Wenyuan's body smelled very heavy, he had smoked at least three cigarettes, his voice was hoarse, "I think about it, let's sleep with Xiao Xiao."
Huang Dan, "… "
Nie Wenyuan went to rinse his mouth and lay beside his little nephew, turned off the light on the bedside table in silence, and turned his back to sleep.
The two of them didn't even have a good night kiss, and the distance between them was quite far, so that the two of them could lie side by side, and all the heat from the bed ran out.
Huang Dan endured it, and pulled the quilt up. He felt that there was not much heat left in the quilt, "Nie Wenyuan, get some sleep."
Nie Wenyuan lay sideways on the edge of the bed, with no quilt covered. He pointed to the coldness of the night to disperse the anger in his body. He also opened the window more than half, and the cold wind was blowing directly at him. Hearing the voice of his little nephew, he did not give any Responding, breathing steadily as if falling asleep.
"Forget it, I'll go to the study to sleep."
As soon as Huang Dan said, the man turned around, took him into his arms, pressed his chin to the top of his hair, "sleep."
At night, Huang Dan slept in a daze and was awakened by the sound of "ding", grabbed a bag of points and continued to sleep, and the points had to be saved again.
Nie Wenyuan told himself not to hug his little nephew, let alone kiss him. As a result, he broke the first one in the evening, and even the second one in the morning.
Huang Dan saw the man eating yào, pitiful and miserable, like an old man who didn't get a good deal from his wife, he helped his forehead and decided to make breakfast.
Nie Wenyuan listened to the sound from downstairs, he quickly put away the yào bottle and closed the drawer to go out.
There was a smell of paste in the kitchen. Huang Dan held the spatula in one hand and the pot in the other, with a helpless expression, "I want to fry an egg, the fire is turned on, and the egg will be..." The pot is paste.
Nie Wenyuan pulled the man aside, rolled up the sleeves of his sweater and brushed the pot, "Go wash some green vegetables, don't use cold water, use warm water."
As soon as he cleaned the pot, he heard his little nephew ask, "How much is a little green cabbage? Is ten enough?"
So Huang Dan was thrown out of the kitchen with a wave of the man's hand.
Breakfast is a bowl of shredded vegetables and pork noodles with a poached egg on top. Huang Dan grabs a chopstick and blows the noodles, "When are you going to see my sister? I want to go with you."
Nie Wenyuan said, "The response from the hospital is that she is still emotionally unstable and cannot communicate. The police statement has not been recorded yet."
Huang Dan glanced at him, "What do you think my sister went to see Wang Ming for?"
He had tried it before, but Chen Xiaorou's reaction was not right. Since it wasn't true love, what happened to the tattoo he vaguely saw under Chen Xiaorou's collarbone? Was it just Wang Ming's unilateral coercion? Bad taste
Or is he blindfolded
Seeing that the man didn't respond, the foot under the yellow single table kicked him without much force.
Nie Wenyuan's eyes dimmed, his face was calm, his breathing was steady, but there was a warning in his tone, "Less than."
No one would know that Director Nie was hard because of the little nephew's kick.
If Huang Dan hadn't heard the name from the man's tone, he wouldn't have known that the other party was too serious, and even Yu Wang didn't change his face when he was exposed to the air, "You haven't answered me yet."