Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 153
I tossed and tossed until 09:30 in the evening, and finally took the clay sculpture that Xiaoyi made by himself to bake, because his own was really horrible.

An Qianyin rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and went out together after paying.

"Xiao Yi, you don't mind that the gift from sister is made by yourself, right?"

"No, I think it's quite fun. Usually, when my father says he wants to bring me, my mother doesn't agree. It's not clean. I just buy one if I want it."

Nan Caijie walked over, opened the car door, and let him go in and sit down first.

An Qianyin was about to open the car door when the phone rang. She picked it up and took a look, only to realize that it was so late.

The call was from An Qingze.

She rowed over and put it next to her ear, knowing that the other side was worried, "I'm on my way back now, and I'll be home soon."

After a few more words were spoken on the other end of the phone, An Qianyin hummed a few times, and when she raised her eyes, Nan Caijie didn't get into the car, but was approaching herself.

As soon as he approached, the clear mint smell on his body suddenly enveloped his whole body and penetrated into the tip of his nose.

He raised his hand, and touched his nose with a tissue in his big bony hand, wiped it, and said in a cold voice, "The nose is dirty."

The slightly cool touch on the fingers caused a burst of tingling.

"Hey... hey... Yinyin, what's wrong with you?"

An Qianyin listened to An Qingze calling several times on the phone before pulling her mind back: "...it's nothing."

"Okay, come back quickly, hang up."

"Ah."

She hung up the phone, but Nan Caijie was still in front of her, lowering her head and earnestly wiping the mud on her nose.

"Not yet?"

She actually forgot to push him away for a moment and let him wipe herself, not realizing how ambiguous the atmosphere was and how intimate these actions were.

"All right."

He withdrew his hand, raised his eyes and suddenly broke into her amber pupils.

The warm lights on the side of the road shine down, softening the outline and ambiguous the temperature.

She looked into his eyes, beautiful and captivating, but she only pretended to be herself.

It seemed a little...deja vu.

He lowered his head, pursed his lips, and then looked away.

Suddenly, there was a burst of dizziness in front of my eyes, my body swayed, and my head began to swell and hurt again. Broken memories flooded in, but it was too fast, too complicated, and too messy.

He couldn't catch it.

An Qianyin immediately supported him, opened the car door and let him in to rest, then turned around and ran into a nearby convenience store to buy a bottle of water.

When he came back, he was much better, but his eyes were a little blurred.

At that time, he was holding a bottle of medicine with the full English name in his hand, poured out a pill, and swallowed it dryly, but seeing that the girl had already bought water, he took a few sips of the water in her hand.

She sat in the passenger seat, put on her seat belt, bit her lower lip and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you, is there any serious... sickness?"

Xiao Yi jumped out of the back of the car, and answered first: "My mother said that you don't need to worry too much, just take some medicine. Uncle always gets sick from time to time, so sister don't need to worry too much."

Nan Caijie nodded without saying much, and then pressed the window regulator to lower the window for ventilation.

Within a few minutes, Nan Caijie's phone rang, and he swiped to pick it up.

An Qianyin only heard him hum and hung up, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

en route.

"I'll take you home first. On Xiaoyi's birthday, call me when you're ready, and I'll pick you up."

"Okay, but I don't know your phone number, after all, we used WeChat calls before."

Nan Caijie turned the steering wheel with one hand, took out the phone from his pocket with the other hand and handed it to An Qianyin, looking ahead, "Enter your number."

After An Qianyin saved the number and returned it to him, she didn't notice that he lowered his head and took a look.

(End of this chapter)