Chapter 909

So Nie Xiangsi doesn't like rainy days, and he doesn't like thunder and lightning like tonight.

"Your first kiss, how can I be willing to think that nothing happened, little fool."

Nie Xiangsi leans in Zhan tingshen's arms. When she is about to fall asleep, she vaguely hears what Zhan tingshen said, but she doesn't understand what it is.

……

When Nie Xiangsi wakes up again, she finds herself lying on her little bed, numb for a few seconds. What happened last night, such as the current running through her little head, turns a little face red into pomegranate.

After rolling on the bed for a few minutes with her face covered, Nie Xiangsi got out of bed with a head of messy hair, calmly went to the bathroom to wash, went to the cloakroom to change clothes, and then calmly walked out of the room with her schoolbag.

Can go to the stairs, see sitting in the downstairs sitting in the living room face heavy, read the newspaper of Zhan tingshen, Nie Xiangsi all calm moment was broken.

Although she said it herself last night, as if nothing had happened.

It's one thing, but it's another when we really face it.

After all, the other party is her third uncle. She has always regarded her as the elder.

Nie Xiangsi bit his lower lip and looked at Zhan tingshen downstairs. He tried to step several times with one leg, but failed to step out.

"Miss, you are up. Breakfast is ready. Come down to eat."

Zhang Hui came out of the kitchen and was about to go upstairs to call Nie Xiangsi, but she didn't want to look up and see Nie Xiangsi standing at the stairs with her schoolbag, so she said.

Zhang Hui's voice suddenly came, which also frightened Nie Xiangsi.

Her face turned red and she went to see Zhan tingshen in a hurry.

Zhan tingshen also raised his head from the newspaper and was staring at her with his cold eyes.

Nie Xiangsi swallowed the throat pipe, so he had to go down.

Zhan tingshen looks at Nie Xiangsi's face, and his eyes are slightly narrowed.

……

Weiran high school.

In the afternoon physical education class, after the simple preparation exercise, the physical education teacher asked everyone to dissolve and move freely.

"My sister got paid yesterday. Let's go and invite you to have ice cream." Xia Yunshu hooked Nie Xiangsi's arm and said boldly.

Nie Xiangsi was absent-minded, so she didn't answer what Xia Yunshu said.

Out of the small shop, Xia Yunshu and Nie Xiangsi walk hand in hand along the school path with an ice cream.

"Today is Friday. Are you going to the autumn outing next week?" Xia Yunshu bit ice cream in his mouth, vaguely asked Acacia.

Nie Xiangsi flashed Lu Zhaonian's handsome face with a shy smile in his mind and pursed his lips. "I want to go."

"Go if you want." Xia Yunshu said.

"My third uncle doesn't agree. What can I do?" Nie Xiangsi said.

Xia Yunshu thought about it and looked at Nie Xiangsi. "I have a way. Do you want to listen to it?"

Nie Xiangsi picks eyebrow, "what method?"

Xia Yunshu pointed at her and said, "come here with your ear."

Nie Xiangsi took a puff from the corner of her eye, but still handed her ear.

Xia Yunshu finished, looking at Nie Xiangsi's moving face, "how about it?"

"... no good?" Nie Xiangsi hesitates, but looking at Xia Yunshu's eyes, it is clear that he has decided to adopt the light.

……

For two days at the weekend, Nie Xiangsi was very good. She didn't go anywhere and stayed at home.

After three days of precipitation, that night's intense, has been Nie Xiangsi selective amnesia, never thought of.

After all, in her opinion, it was really just an accident and a misunderstanding.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhan tingshen came back from the company. Nie Xiangsi was standing in the kitchen. He didn't know what he was doing.

Zhan tingshen hands his coat to Zhang Hui, "where's Acacia?"

Zhang Hui took the clothes and hung them on the hanger. She turned back to Zhan ting and said with a deep smile, "Miss, I want to prepare a love dinner for you. I'm busy in the kitchen now."

Love dinner?

Zhan tingshen picks his eyebrows and walks towards the kitchen.

"Aunt Zhang, don't come in. I can handle it myself."

Zhan tingshen stops at the kitchen door after a meal.

Nie Xiangsi awkwardly holds a kitchen knife and carefully cuts the ginger on the chopping board.

She plans to cook a nutritious soup for Zhan tingshen and make a cold dish.

Zhan tingshen leans on the kitchen door, his thin lips are obviously curved at the moment, looking at Nie Xiangsi's careful and serious action, "what do you do?"

"Ah..."

"Damn it

Zhan tingshen's face suddenly sank. He took two steps to cut off the knife in Nie Xiangsi's hand and threw it on the Liuli platform. He grasped her tender white hand and quickly sank her cold eyes as they swept the blood foam on her slender white index finger.

Nie Xiangsi shrinks his shoulder and carefully looks at Zhan tingshen.

She was also surprised by his sudden voice just now. As soon as she shook her hand with a kitchen knife, she cut her finger pressing ginger

Zhan tingshen's brow was so wrinkled that he could break a fly's leg.

Staring at Nie Xiangsi, she clasped her wrist and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

Zhang Hui was shocked to see Zhan tingshen's appearance of a black faced Yama leading Nie Xiangsi out.

"Medicine box."

The war court said coldly.

medical box?

Get hurt?

Zhang Hui took a breath of air-conditioning, did not dare to neglect, quickly turned to get the medicine box.

Nie Xiangsi looks at Zhang Hui anxiously and hurriedly to get the medicine box. From the corner of his eye, he catches a glimpse of someone's gloomy side face and swallows his throat secretly. Nie Xiangsi looks at Zhang Hui anxiously and hurriedly to get the medicine box. From the corner of his eye, he catches a glimpse of someone's gloomy side face and swallows his throat secretly.

Let Nie Xiangsi sit on the sofa, Zhan tingshen looks back at Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui quickly came over with the medicine box.

Open the medicine box and pass it to Zhan tingshen.

Zhan tingshen takes out the cotton swab from it and presses the soft cotton ball on the injured and bleeding pulp of Acacia.

Nie Xiangsi looks at Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui also looks at her. They both dare not go out.

Although it's just a small wound.

But in the depth of the war court, the treatment was very meticulous. After cleaning and disinfecting, the ointment was put on, and then the band aid was put on.

When everything is ready, Zhang Hui puts the cotton swab he took out of the medicine box back into the medicine box and leaves the living room with the medicine box.

Zhang Hui goes away, Nie Xiangsi moves his mouth, looks at Zhan tingshen, still dark and handsome, and whispers, "third uncle, I'm ok."

"Don't go into the kitchen in the future!" Zhan tingshen stares at her seriously and says in a cold voice.

"..." Nie Xiangsi said, "I want to make soup for you."

"Soup mixed with your blood?" Zhan tingshen, hum.

This is embarrassing!

Nie Xiangsi's voice became smaller and smaller. "I did it for the first time. I did it several times. No, it's not like that."

Zhan tingshen frowned, cold thin lips dignified pursed straight, so silent staring at Nie Xiangsi.

Staring at the cold hair of Nie Xiangsi's back neck, he stood up and said, "I can't go into the kitchen."

Nie Xiangsi is most afraid of when he doesn't speak and stares at her coldly.

He wants to drink her a few words, stare her two eyes, she can still accept a bit.

Hearing her saying this, Zhan Ting's deep and strained face eased slightly. His thin lips loosened. He looked at her fingers wrapped with bandages and said, "does it hurt?"

Nie Xiangsi shakes his head quickly, dare not hurt!

Zhan Ting took a deep look at her and pursed her lips.

……

In the restaurant, Zhang Hui serves the soup that Nie Xiangsi originally wanted to cook for Zhan tingshen.

Zhan tingshen swept his eyes, and his handsome face twitched slightly.

What this little girl is going to cook for him is... Oyster, sea cucumber and abalone soup?

Isn't it stewed in the Northeast?

And, Dabu!

Nie Xiangsi is young and doesn't understand. The reason why she stews like this is that she simply thinks these are more expensive and nutritious, and she can see her sincerity.

But Nie Xiangsi does not understand, Zhang Hui and Zhan tingshen do.

When Zhang Hui put the soup on the table, she specially looked at Zhan tingshen.

However, Zhan tingshen's face was always expressionless, so Zhang Hui didn't see anything unusual. He hooked his lips and turned to leave the restaurant.

Zhang Huiyi left.

Nie Xiangsi seized the time to be gallant, got up, took a small bowl and scooped out a bowl of soup for Zhan tingshen, "third uncle, although this soup is not stewed by me in the end, the ingredients inside are washed by me. I stewed it for you for the first time, so you must drink more."

Zhan tingshen's expression is very obscure, and he is calm when he reaches for the soup bowl handed over by Nie Xiangsi.

Nie Xiangsi watched him take over and sat back on the seat with a smile, looking forward to Zhan tingshen with a pair of clear eyes.

Zhan tingshen's eyebrows shrugged and took a drink.

When he was ready to put down the soup bowl, he saw that Nie Xiangsi was still looking at him.

Zhan tingshen twisted his brows. He was not willing to let her down. He looked up and drank a bowl of soup clean.

When Nie Xiangsi saw this, he picked up chopsticks to eat with satisfaction.

Zhan tingshen opened his thin lips lightly and let out a sigh of relief.

It's late at night.

"Third uncle, third uncle..."

The soft, greasy and trembling voice swept into Zhan tingshen's ears, like a fire, straight into his heart.

Zhan tingshen more forcefully sealed jiaojiaorou lying in his body of the woman's small mouth, in-depth capture.

"Well..."

Zhan tingshen pinched her soft waist, "think, give me..."

"Third uncle, ah..."

Zhan tingshen didn't wait for her to finish, so he picked up her waist from behind and rushed in.

A whole night of wanton, happy dripping.

The early morning sunlight sprinkles from the window crevice, Zhan tingshen suddenly opened the cold deep cold eye, he subconsciously looked at the bedside, empty.

It means that last night was just a dream.

Tightening his eyebrows, Zhan tingshen lifted his quilt and sat up.

Sharp eyes in swept the sticky wet on the pajamas, suddenly sink down.

……

Zhan tingshen took a shower in the bathroom and went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

When he came out from the cloakroom with his shirt buttoned, he saw Nie Xiangsi sitting on his bed in a pure white school uniform.

The deep cold eyes of the war court passed by a touch of softness.

"Third uncle." Nie Xiangsi looks at Zhan tingshen and smiles.

"Yes." Zhan tingshen waved to her.

Nie Xiangsi got up and walked towards him, holding his arm in both hands.

Zhan Ting touched her head deeply, "don't you have to go to school today? How do you wear school uniform? "

Today is the day for Nie Xiangsi's class to go for an autumn outing. If Nie Xiangsi doesn't go for an autumn outing, he won't have to go to school.

Nie Xiangsi's long eyelashes flashed suddenly. After calming down slightly, she looked at him and said quickly, "the head teacher said that if you don't go to the autumn outing, you have to go to school for self-study."

"Well." Zhan tingshen nodded.

Just "um"?