Chapter 482 Delivering Pastries

Here, Shen Mianmian, who was about to take a bath, sneezed heavily. She rubbed her nose and said to herself, "Who is thinking of me?"

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I saw He Nan standing at the door. She called out in a crisp voice, "Brother He."

As soon as the sound of her footsteps reached the door, the door opened. Apparently, she didn't look through the cat's eyes and opened the door directly. He raised his eyebrows, "So you're sure it's me outside the door?"

While talking, he had already carried his things, walked straight into the hall, put the things in his hand on the table, and sat down on the sofa, as casually as in his own home.

Shen Mianmian closed the door smoothly, squinted her eyes and said with a smile, "Not many people know that I live here, and at night, no one will knock on the door except you."

Poured a glass of cold boiled water for He Nan, and just put down the glass, he heard him say, "Have you ever thought about being a bad person?"

Shen Mianmian sat next to him, without thinking, she opened her mouth and replied, "I'm not afraid of bad people, you just live across from me."

Brother He lived across the street, so she felt particularly safe.

Besides, the law and order in this community is very good, and there are guards on duty at the gate of the community at night.

"Just trust me like that?" Obviously what she said had no other meaning, but He Nan's mood became happier because of this sentence.

Although he didn't smile, and his face and voice didn't change, Shen Mianmian just felt that his mood seemed to be better than before, and her mood also improved accordingly.

"You are the first person who treats me well. If I don't even trust you, there may be no one in this world worthy of my trust."

Shen Mianmian felt that these flattering elements were too obvious, so before he could speak, she changed the subject, "Brother He, what did you bring?"

The things on the table were packed in red bags, which seemed to be packed in brown cartons, like bricks, piece by piece, and I really couldn't see what it was unless I opened it.

A glimmer of light flashed in He Nan's eyes, and his eyes flicked past her fair and clean face, so fast that Shen Mianmian didn't notice it.

"Some pastries and candies, Yi Yang brought them from Kyoto, try to see if you like them."

"Brother Ruan went home?"

Since they lived in the city, the two of them met once or twice a day almost every day. After getting in touch with each other more, Shen Mianmian was not as afraid of him as before, nor was he so restrained.

She took out a box of pastries from the bag and was about to open it, but the box was well packaged, and she didn't open it after a while. He Nan took the box from her silently, and opened it in two or three clicks.

A sweet smell came out, and Shen Mianmian's eyes lit up instantly.

Inside is a piece of mung bean cake, and there are six pieces in a box.

She pinched a piece and took a bite, squinting her eyes because of the delicious taste, "Brother He, this one is sweet and delicious, you should try it too!"

As she spoke, she pinched a piece and handed it to him.

He Nan has always disliked sweets. When he saw the mung bean cake she handed over, he frowned slightly, but did not refuse. He took a piece of mung bean cake from her hand and ate a piece. It was so unpalatable.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Mianmian asked him with her head tilted.

She looked at him with bright eyes, and there were still some mung bean cake residues hanging on her lips, which looked very cute. He moved his fingertips slightly, and had the idea of ​​helping her wipe the residue from the corners of her mouth, but he didn't Do.

(End of this chapter)

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