The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 119 Zheng Huiqin's Fear (2)
Stretching out his hand to push it away, the same smell of cigarettes came over his face. The whole room was very dark, and the curtains were almost all drawn, leaving only the one-person-wide curtain open, revealing a little faint light.

Yi Nanchen stood with his hands under the only light, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he neither turned around nor moved, as if there was something outside that was attracting his attention.

Zheng Huiqin frowned slightly, looking at the tall and straight figure by the window, even under the dark background, he still had such a charming bright silhouette.

It's just that under the tall and straight, it seems that there is still a lot of vicissitudes and loneliness.

Her heart was suddenly entangled, and it seemed that there was a feeling called distress, which overflowed from the bottom of her heart in an instant.

This is not the first time she has felt this way, and she doesn't know when this figure has been deeply engraved in her mind.Or maybe until now she doesn't understand whether this feeling is due to a kind of maternal instinct of women, or because of love?
She admits that she has always been proud. Among the classmates around her, her family background is considered superior, her grades are outstanding, and she is handsome and beautiful. There are not many boys she pursues.

But in front of them, she always holds her head up high, dismissing those boys who are eager to win her favor.

Until four years ago, when I accompanied my father to attend the funeral, at the corner of a long corridor in the garden, the decadent figure half leaning against the wall held a white smoke that was still lingering in the air between his fingertips. The infinitely melancholy and invincible handsome face broke into her sight in an instant.

At that moment, she heard the sound of her heart bumping like a deer, so clearly.

Back in the main hall, she began to search for that figure involuntarily, and she finally knew that this man was the male lead who had been rumored almost throughout her college career.

When I was still in school, I heard a lot about the deeds of Yi Nanchen, the proud son of the Southern Metropolis. Whether it was the chaos in his private life, his embarrassment to his wife, or his success in his career, they were all so vigorous that people enjoyed talking about them.

She kept searching for his information, was overwhelmed by his coldness, and was fascinated by his affection.She felt almost obsessed with this man.

Half a year has passed, and she graduated from the Early Childhood Teachers College. After pestering her father for a few days, she begged him to go with him when he visited Yi's house.

Finally, she really saw the man she had been dreaming about for half a year once again.

When they mentioned the need to find a babysitting aunt for the young master, she didn't have time to discuss with anyone, and she didn't know where the courage came from, so she stood up and went to the old general of the Yi family to recommend herself.

Perhaps it was because of her father that she didn't have to put in much effort to get this job. From being flustered and trembling at the beginning to being handy later, her experience was growing step by step, her thinking was maturing step by step, and this man was also step by step. Step by step to the deepest place in her heart.

She longed for him and missed him. Looking at the figure that made her fall in love with him at this moment, she walked over slowly, and gently put the box in her hand on the coffee table: "Sir, this is what Auntie asked me to give you." The soup is still hot, I'll pretend, you can eat some."

Yi Nanchen turned around, walked to the desk and sat down, looked at her with a smile and said, "Let's put it away for now, I'll eat later."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Huiqin put down the bowl in his hand, covered the soup cup back again, and nodded.The air in the room was filled with a strong smell of tobacco, an unknown aroma, very strong, and she thought it smelled good.

It's the brand he usually uses.

Suddenly remembering that when she helped Aunt Zhuang's laundry every day, she smelled the same smell on his clothes, and she blushed a little.

Seeing that he was not going to talk anymore, she felt a little uncomfortable, and glanced at the still closed curtains, she quickly walked over and stretched out her hands to open them, and put them together: "Sir, smoking is not good for your health, please smoke less." Bar."

Yi Nanchen was originally looking down at the document, but when he heard her speak, he raised his head to look at the woman by the window who looked awkward because of his gaze.

Zheng Huiqin was a little flustered, "Then, then you eat while it's hot, I, I'll go first."

"Wait a moment."

Yi Nanchen called out to her, put down the pen in his hand, pushed the chair away and stood up slowly, approaching her step by step.Zheng Huiqin stood in front of the sofa, pinching the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look at him, as if he was very nervous.

Seeing her ready to be slaughtered, Yi Nanchen felt a little funny. In all honesty, apart from Zheng Huiqin's thoughts on him and occasional tricks, she is still a good woman, at least for the past few years to Ningning. Still trying my best.

When he walked in front of her, he pointed to the sofa behind him and raised a rare smile: "Come on, sit down, you're welcome, this place is just like home."

Although the two have lived under the same roof for many years, they have never had any interaction with each other except Ning Ning.

At this time, Zheng Huiqin saw the man she dreamed of standing in front of her at such a close distance, she couldn't help being excited, and sat down gently with the strength of his fingers, she heard him say in an almost friendly voice: "What would you like to drink? Tea, or coffee?"

What Yi Nanchen thought of was what his mother said.

"Miss Zheng, how long have you been in Yi's house? You see, I've been busy all the time, and I seldom have a good talk with you. Are you still used to it these years?"

Zheng Huiqin suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him excitedly. This gentle voice and friendly smile were the dreams she had longed for for a long time.But she is not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old little girl who doesn't understand anything. She will not lose her mind because of his sudden closeness. Behind this sudden tenderness, it seems that there is something more important to her. A sign that something is about to go away.

No, no, she didn't want to hear it.

The woman's strong sixth sense told her that she would rather not enjoy this moment of tenderness than face some possible facts in the future.She stood up in a panic, Yi Nanchen laughed twice, put her shoulders on her shoulders and pushed her back on the sofa.

"Don't worry, Ning Ning was picked up by his grandma. It's probably fine when you go back, let's talk."

(End of this chapter)