Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 237 She Was Holding Her Emotions
This silly boy, how can someone tell a joke and still have red eyes.

The man touched the end of the little girl's eyes with his fingertips, touched the wetness, and sighed distressedly: "When did you become so crying?"

cry?
There is nothing to cry for the tens of billions of dollars who want the wind to win the wind and the rain to win the rain.

Nan Yi tilted her head and blocked Nan Yaoye's hand with her hand.

Instead, she took his arm and pulled him back to the villa: "I won't cry."

This is quite unexpected.

Nan Yi has always lived in a very simple environment and is well protected, so she never knows how to hide her emotions, and she shows her likes and dislikes clearly.Sadness and joy are also undisguised overflowing eyebrows.

But now she seems to be tense all the time, afraid that she will relax and show her emotions.

All the way back to the villa, she talked a lot more than usual.

Nan Yaoye wanted to interrupt to say something several times, but Nan Yi interrupted on purpose and continued his topic.

When she talked about her ten-year-old climbing a tree, the man finally couldn't bear it, grabbed her by the shoulders, and forced her to look at him.

Nan Yi turned her head subconsciously, stubbornly refusing to meet his gaze.

The tears in her eyes swirled in circles, and she pressed the tip of her tongue against her cheeks, looking at the sky and blinking hard, forcing back the tears.

Nan Yaoye was about to die of distress.

He stroked her messy hair with his big hand, hesitated for a long time, and then comforted her: "Nan Yi, listen to Dad. I know that he has a different experience from ordinary children, so his mind must be much more mature than his peers. He does Any decision you make is definitely not impulsive, you have to be considerate of him and respect his choice. You are still young and don’t know what liking is. When you grow up, you will meet better ones.”

She doesn't like it.

There was a hint of emotional collapse in her heart, Nan Yi broke free from his restraint, rubbed her eyes casually, and ran two steps forward: "Dad, you talk a lot. I'm hungry, let's go home and eat."

After finishing speaking, the little girl bounced back to the villa.

It doesn't look any different, but it's not normal everywhere.

Nanyi usually pays attention to her figure, even if she encounters the most favorite meals, she will control her appetite.But tonight, Nan Yaoye had no appetite. He had been watching the little girl across from him mechanically swallowing food, almost sweeping the whole table.

Nan Yaoye frowned, put down his chopsticks and called her: "Nan Yi..."

The little girl put down the bowl, said 'I'm full' and then went back upstairs and locked herself in the room.Don't give him a chance at all.

Southern Italy is the same as usual.

The mobile phone was charging aside and playing music, she was lying on the bed with her legs crossed and flipping through magazines.

From time to time, he muttered two sentences: "This face kills me! This hand is dead! This waist."

Concentrating on reading her baby magazine, it seems that her mood is not affected in the slightest.

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Ning Zhixu came back from the cemetery very late.

This was the first anniversary of his mother's death. Chen Ange didn't know how to comfort him. Any words seemed useless. In the end, he could only stay in the room alone, smoking a cigarette by himself.

The room is very dark.

The teenager didn't turn on the light, and sat on the sofa with his head bowed, looking tired and lonely.

After sitting for more than forty hours on the train back to Huacheng, and because of the cold, Ning Zhixu was very uncomfortable. After coughing twice, he leaned back against the sofa, breathing a little rough and short.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket was brightly lit, and he took it out a little slowly to take a look, only to find that the mobile phone was indicating low battery.

In the cemetery, he turned his mobile phone to silent mode and did not receive a call.

And Nan Yi actually called him more than [-] times.

Ning Zhixu got up and turned on the light, poured a glass of water and drank it to suppress the coughing for a while, looked at the time, it should be afternoon in France, and then charged her and called her.

　Little cuties, I didn't say good night to you, but there is still an update.

　　Chirp, chirp, chirp.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)