I go north, you go south

The next morning, when Xu Huan walked into the design department, he was wrapped up tightly.

"Xiao Huan, is it so cold outside today?"

Nan Zishu took off her woolen hat from behind.

"Oh, it's not all your fault!"

Xu Huan glared at his best friend angrily.

Nan Zishu:? ? ?

I saw Xu Huan slowly pulling off the scarf around his face.

The fine red marks on the side of the neck are not too obvious.

"Oh my god, what's going on with you!?" Nan Zishu was obviously shocked.

"It wasn't you who sent me into a den of tigers and wolves!"

Xu Huanyi slapped the table angrily: "I'm telling you, Nan Zishu, the boat of our friendship has completely capsized!"

Nan Zishu walked around and sat down next to Xu Huan, with a gossipy look on his face: "No, you really..."

"Yes, that bastard Mo Ziwen just tricked me into sleeping with me. Please give me a clean slate!"

Xu Huan slapped the table again.

There were not many people in the office area at this time, so the two people talked about these things much louder.

"I don't believe it."

Nan Zishu crossed his arms: "If you really don't agree, can you let him come?"

"I...can't control it either."

Xu Huangang wanted to retort boldly, but he didn't know what he thought of, and he quickly hesitated.

Unknowingly, my face turned red to the roots of my ears.

"Mo Ziwen...he is quite promising."

"Oh, I'm still thinking about it." Nan Zishu smiled and teased: "What are you talking about?"

"Eight-pack abs, mermaid lines... Anyway, there is really no choice in terms of body shape."

Xu Huan was lying on the table, blinking his eyes, and he really felt like a little girl in love. "It seems that our Xiaohuan is still very satisfied."

Nan Zishu could see Xu Huan's thoughts at a glance: "At least it's much better than your ex-boyfriend who killed a thousand people.

"Well, then I, as a matchmaker, will be able to live my life in vain."

"Hey, is Ziwen okay?"

Nan Zishu raised his eyebrows meaningfully at Xu Huan.

This was Xu Huan's first time talking about these things, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak after being asked a few words by Nan Zishu.

In the end, I could only blush and push her hard: "Oh, Shu Shu, when did you become so bad?"

"Does your Ling Bei know you care so much about this?"

"Xiao Huan, you'll get used to it after you experience it a few times."

Nanzi Shupo patted Xu Huan on the shoulder like a veteran: "I'm just concerned about your progress. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, and I won't force you."

"After all, our family Lingbei has nothing, so there is no need for me to worry about others."

With that said, Nan Zishu proudly stood up and went to pour water.

"Yo yo yo, so arrogant."

Xu Huan couldn't help teasing her when he saw her like this: "Then when will your family member come back to accompany you to 'go to the court of flowers' together?"

"Hey Shushu, seriously, do you have any plans to have children after you and Ling Bei get married?"

Nan Zishu paused in pouring water.

She pursed her lips and seemed to sigh.

When he spoke again, his voice was unknowingly tinged with hoarseness: "We... all really want it."

"But the current situation...is not suitable."

In fact, both Nan Zishu and Ling Bei like children.They have been tacitly looking forward to that day.

It's just that Nan Zishu's physical condition is not good now, and Ling Bei doesn't know when he can get out.

Therefore, pregnancy has become the most elusive wish for both of them. (End of chapter)