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[Why does this sentence sound so familiar? Damn it! Host, don’t kill me to silence me, I can do whatever you want me to do!]
Here Xi Ying was arguing with Xiao Yiyi. In the bathroom, Nan Zhi stood in front of the mirror in a daze.
He is simple, but he can't even tell what he is feeling in his heart.
He knew that he already liked the girl outside who always liked to tease him.
However, Nan Zhi also knew very well that the reason why he could stay with Bai Qianli and get Bai Qianli to look at him differently was entirely an exchange of interests.
His ninth-level out-of-body cultivation was what Bai Qianli took a fancy to, and at the beginning, he also took a fancy to the three fairy grasses that Bai Qianli owned.
His feelings are impure.
What if he was asked to give up those three fairy grasses now to prove the purity of his feelings
He doesn't want to and can't.
His feelings were mixed with something else.
Nanzhi felt that this was not a true love.
So he didn't dare or had the courage to say anything, promise anything, or guarantee anything to Xi Ying.
He felt that he was not qualified.
Moreover, judging from Xi Ying's behavior towards him, he did not feel that Xi Ying had any love for him.
Isn't that nonsense? Xi Ying hid it deliberately. It would be weird if he could feel it.
Because of this, Nan Zhi felt that as long as he could stay with Xi Ying in his current capacity, it would be fine.
It would be great to be able to watch her so closely and become her most loyal subordinate.
Maybe one day in the future, he can do Xi Ying a big favor and repay the kindness of the three fairy grasses. At that time, he and Xi Ying will be on an equal footing.
Only he was qualified to tell Xi Ying his feelings.
After thinking about this clearly, Nan Zhi turned on the shower head and started taking a bath.
How simple he is, how stubborn he is.
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When Nan Zhi came out of the shower, he saw Xi Ying sitting on the bed holding a book and reading.
It's a world famous book, in English.
"You're out." Xi Ying raised her eyes when she heard the movement.
Yawning lazily, she put the book away and put it on the bedside table, "Then I'll go to sleep."
"Are you waiting for me?" Nanzhi came over and sat on the mattress on the ground.
A drop of water happened to drop from the tip of his black hair, which hit the pink quilt and made a small patch wet.
Seeing this, Xi Ying raised her fingers at Nanzhi and said, "Come here."
Nan Zhi obediently came over.
Xi Ying took out the towel he put on his shoulders and wiped his soft black hair.
"Master, I can do this little thing myself, and I've already wiped it in the bathroom..." The top of Nan Zhi's head has never been touched by anyone else.
"But it's still dripping." Xi Ying said matter-of-factly: "Sleeping with wet hair will give you a headache."
"...Hmm." Nan Zhi lowered his eyes.
She didn't use a hair dryer because she was afraid that Xi Ying had fallen asleep and the sound of the hair dryer would wake her up.
But now, it still troubles her.
The strange numbness coming from the top of his head made Nan Zhi's heart tremble slightly.
In order to divert his attention, he said: "After I finish solving the Nan family's affairs and arrange my mother's place, this life will be at your disposal.
No matter what you ask me to do, I will never frown. "
Xi Ying remained silent and did not stop moving her hands.
He seemed to be wiping Nan Zhi's hair seriously.
"I just want you to live well." After a while, she sighed softly.
"What?" Xi Ying's voice was too soft and low, and Nan Zhi didn't hear it clearly.