Jiang Ning was stunned for a long time, until the young man lowered his eyelashes and turned away with resentment and embarrassment on his cold face, she finally realized that Yan Yixie had been depressed all day long.
She looked at the back of Yan Yixie's pitch-black head and his gradually growing and widening back, and suddenly wanted to laugh, she opened her mouth: "That—"
Yan Yixie turned his back to her, he was still a teenager after all, his tone was harsh and sullen: "Don't talk to me."
Jiang Ning obediently closed her mouth.
She turned her head, put her hands on her knees, and stared forward. She looked like an obedient three-good student, and she really didn't talk to him anymore.
Yan Yixie clenched the car door handle, Bing Cuo face pursed his lips, Ben was waiting for her to explain, but Jiang Ning really didn't say anything, and the housekeeper didn't dare to say anything.
There was a moment of dead silence in the car.
The anger in Yan Yixie's heart suddenly burned even hotter, as if a villain was adding fuel to the fire: "Why don't you talk?"
Jiang Ning glanced at him in surprise, and said, "You tell me not to talk to you."
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning looked at the housekeeper, sighed, and said: "Some people, please tell me not to go back with him, I won't go back with him, and he won't follow me. Tell me not to talk to him, I won't talk to him, He's going to be angry again."
Butler: "Pfft."
Yan Yixie: "..."
Yan Yixie's temples twitched, leaned back on the seat back, took a deep breath, tried to keep his face expressionless, and forgot what the three people surnamed Xu said at the corner of the corridor, and also forgot what Jiang Ning gave him. Something like fireflies. Perhaps Jiang Ning didn't take it seriously at all, and just gave him a small gift casually.
Why on earth did he regard that day as a unique memory? He was so disappointed when he learned that Jiang Ning had done it to others.
He doesn't care. Yes, he doesn't care.
Seeing that Yan Yixie's face turned colder, Jiang Ning decided to try to save him again. She smiled and tugged at Yan Yixie's sleeve, saying, "You must have misunderstood something, actually..."
It must be some nonsense again. Jiang Ning has always been frivolous, and it doesn't matter what she says to others. Look, she is still laughing. He doesn't care, doesn't care, doesn't care... Yan Yixie pricked up his ears with a cold face.
"I never sent fireflies to Xu Mingyi. Fireflies are so difficult to catch, so I don't have that much time." Jiang Ning explained: "I did catch a bug, but it was a caterpillar tied with a small light bulb. I Lied him that it was a firefly, lied him to see it, and then almost fainted from fright.”
Yan Yixie: "..."
Feeling a little better but not all good.
Although it was not Firefly who gave Xu the surname, it was also a unique and fun memory.
After Jiang Ning finished speaking, she looked at Yan and thanked her.
Yan Yixie: "Oh."
Jiang Ning:
Just one? Isn't this already explained? It has already been hinted that it is not enough to send him a firefly alone
The young master was still unhappy, so he simply stopped looking at Jiang Ning, put on his earphones, crossed his arms and closed his eyes.
"Look at me." Jiang Ning pulled his arm and hugged him: "Didn't it be agreed last time that we should communicate in time if there is any problem?"
The boy pretended to be asleep, and closed his eyes tightly: "I fell asleep."
Jiang Ning suddenly leaned over and went to pick his eyelids.
Yan Yixie: "..."
Yan Yixie said angrily: "Don't make trouble."
Jiang Ning had no choice but to withdraw her hand resentfully.
It was raining heavily in the whole city, crackling raindrops hit the car, and dripped down the car windows. The boy closed his eyes again, put on the blindfold, his profile was handsome and fair, his lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth did not have a trace of curvature.
Jiang Ning stared at him for a while, then began to feel sleepy, closed his eyes, tilted his body, and began to sleep leaning on his shoulder.
The warm body leaned forward, Yan Yixie froze, subconsciously gently pushed the blindfold off, and opened 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 took off the blindfold again.
There was the sound of even breathing, and the car passed several traffic lights. Yan Yixie heard the steady breathing beside him, and guessed that Jiang Ning had fallen asleep. He pushed up the blindfold again, lowered his eyes and looked at her, intending to cover her with the blanket.
As soon as he lowered his eyes, he met Jiang Ning's unblinking black gaze.
Yan Yixie: "..."
The air was so awkward that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.
Jiang Ning said: "Look, butler, your young master is peeping at me."
Yan Yixie: "..."
The young man's skin was thin, and the red had already spread to the base of his ears, but his face was still as cold as frost. He said angrily, "Shut up."
But after making such a fuss, when Jiang Ning was about to be delivered to the door, Yan Yixie's anger had already dissipated. He didn't know her more than ten years ago, so it was impossible for him to stop her from being kind to others.
His anger always came out of nowhere, but it was easy to stop because of the little warmth she released.
The butler parked the car with a smile, took an umbrella and put it under the car, opened the door and sent Jiang Ning back.
Jiang Ning pinched Yan Yixie's face, then got out of the car.
Yan Yixie didn't have time to slap her hand away, his handsome face suddenly turned black like a pan: "Did I tell you, don't do such frivolous actions and talk nonsense to others casually."
Standing under the umbrella, Jiang Ning turned to look at him: "But I only do it to you."
Yan Yixie: "...shut up."
Jiang Ning smiled, and wanted to go back, but Yan Yixie stopped her again.
After she turned her head.
The boy spread his hands in front of her.
His fingers are slender and fair, with well-proportioned flesh and bones.
His dark eyes stared at her for a moment, without saying a word.
Jiang Ning glanced down at his hand, then looked up at him again, confused, Jiang Ning also reached out and held his hand... Interlocking fingers
Yan Yixie: "..."
Yan Yixie withdrew his hand in surprise, anger and annoyance: "That's not what it meant!"
Jiang Ning tilted his head: "What do you mean?"
The heavy rain was pouring down the umbrella, the boy clenched his fists and tried to keep his face expressionless to cover up the beating of his heart. He looked at her and said, "The caterpillar."
Jiang Ning:
"I also want."