Nalan Chunbo pulled Wenshan into the car with a black face the whole time, then stuffed the person in before crossing the car, opening the door and getting in.
Wen Shan: “…”
Turn around coldly
It seems that the force value is not enough, after all, Nalan Chunbo looked very angry at this time.
Acting cute to please
Isn’t this too shameless
Wenshan pursed her lips and looked outside. This situation made her feel like she had to urinate frequently.
All the way to the family home, Wenshan was still wondering why Nalan Chunbo knew that she had been pulled out of the car by Nalan Chunbo when she was staying in the family home, and then went directly to the third floor.
"Open the door."
"Ah?" Wenshan still didn't react. What happened to him
"Can you open the door?" Nalan Chunbo was obviously angry, but he was also suppressing it. He was probably afraid that he would get angry at Wenshan again, so he simply found the key from Wenshan's pocket, opened the door and pushed it open. When Wenshan went in, she didn't even have time to look around her house. She directly pressed her down and sat on the sofa. "Wait for me for a while. I'll be back soon."
Wen Shan sat on the sofa and watched Nalan Chunbo leave with a confused face. She really didn't understand what he meant
Nalan Chunbo went out quickly and came back quickly. When he came back, he was holding a bag in his hand. After entering the door, he first saw the air conditioner remote control placed aside. After turning up the temperature in the room, he went over and sat down at the desk. Shan's side, "Where did it hit?"
Wen Shan: “…”
So, he just went out to buy medicine
In fact, she just bumped into it.
"I, I'm fine." Wenshan stood up quickly and avoided Nalan Chunbo's approach. He was too good to her, and she was afraid that she would fall again.
Nalan Chunbo's hand stopped in mid-air, looking at Wenshan who was two meters away from him, and finally slowly put his hand back.
"Do you like Ding Junhui?" Nalan Chunbo was still sitting there, but now he just lowered his eyes slightly to hide the disappointment in his eyes.
Wenshan's back was turned to him, but she kept warning herself not to look back. Her chest felt uncomfortable at the moment. She wanted to say that she didn't like anyone, and she no longer had the ability to like others.
But she didn't dare.
She, Wen Shan, was not afraid of anything, but she was frightened by him.
So Wenshan didn't speak, she just lowered her head.
The room was eerily quiet, even suffocatingly depressing.
Wenshan's silence seemed to Nalan Chunbo as acquiescence. He smiled bitterly, stood up slowly while pressing the armrest of the sofa, put the ointment in his hand on the table, and then left Wenshan step by step from behind.
Wenshan always lowered her head and held her hand tightly.
It wasn't until the sound of the door being closed was heard that Wenshan turned around and threw herself on the sofa, hitting her forehead hard with one hand. What on earth was she doing
Wenshan thought, reached out and took the ointment on the table and held it on her chest, "Why can't you be nice to me earlier?"
Wenshan said, slapping the ointment in her hand vigorously, "It's too late, it's too late, you idiot, it's too late for everything!"
Nalan Chunbo went downstairs and happened to meet Ding Junhui who was coming back.
Ding Junhui didn't seem surprised at all to meet Nalan Chunbo. Instead, he was the first to say hello: "Dean Nalan, I have long admired your name."
Nalan Chunbo nodded slightly and looked at Ding Junhui's expression with some scrutiny.