good night warlord

Mo Nanzhi's heart beat suddenly, and she avoided his sight in a panic, but Zhang Mama looked at him squarely, and Zhang Mama's consoling smile made Mo Nanzhi's face burn.

"You...don't go to the apartment."

After saying this, Mo Nanzhi's palms were already wet with sweat. Of course she knew what she was talking about. Telling him not to go to the apartment meant that she agreed to live with him.

Moreover, this time she took the initiative.

Chi Xianmin was just teasing her at first, and he was ready for her to let him go to the apartment quickly, but he didn't expect that what she said was to let him stay.

Surprise, surprise, made his eyes darken:
"Mum Zhang, it's time for you to prepare dinner."

Mo Nanzhi panicked even more, his face was burning badly, he lowered his eyes and walked around in front of him, avoiding his hot and deep eyes by packing his luggage.

Mama Zhang looked at the time and said, "Sir, it's still early. It's only four o'clock. You usually don't have dinner until seven or eight o'clock. It's not too late to start preparations at six o'clock."

Zhang Ma's words made Mo Nanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"Mother Zhang, since it's still early, can you come and help me arrange things first?"

"Yes, yes, of course."

Mama Zhang readily agreed, and enthusiastically went over to help.

The man who saw it hurt his eyes for a while.

He knew Zhang Ma was sincere, so he left her alone at home. Now, should he think about whether to change her?

"Madam, can I put these books in your study?" Zhang Ma asked.

Hearing Zhang Ma's address, Chi Xianmin's lips bent, and the thought of changing people that had just arisen was dispelled.

Honesty is good, and honesty has its benefits.

Mo Nanzhi also heard Zhang Ma's address, his heart skipped a beat, and he explained:

"Mother Zhang, don't call me Mrs., just call me Nanzhi."

"How can I do that, Mr. has never brought a girl to the house, you are the first one, see Mr.'s attitude towards you, it is right for me to call you Mrs., if you think Mrs. is old, I will call you Young Mistress."

Chi Xianmin raised his eyebrows and decided to raise Mama Zhang's salary.

Mo Nanzhi saw Chi Xianmin's meaningful smile, and hurriedly waved his hands to explain:

"No, no, Mrs. Zhang, I'm not married to him yet, so it's not appropriate to call him that."

"Isn't it a matter of getting married sooner or later, sir, do you think it's appropriate for my name to be Young Madam?"

Mama Zhang asked Chi Xianmin for advice in a loud voice.

The man was in a good mood with his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the wall, and when he saw the girl's eyes begging for help, he bent his lips:
"Suitable."

Mo Nanzhi got anxious and stood up: "Chi Xianmin, if you do this again, you can go to sleep in the apartment."

This……

When it came to the question of sleeping in an apartment and what Zhang’s mother called her, the man decisively chose the former:
"Mother Zhang, please call Ms. Mo first, and the young mistress will call you later."

The man stepped forward and raised the girl's face: "Satisfied? Miss Mo?"

Miss Mo's voice was ambiguously provocative.

Mo Nanzhi felt that he was locked by a mysterious force, and he didn't know how to escape.

This time Mama Zhang went to the study very sensiblely with the books in her arms.

The air seemed to become thinner, Mo Nanzhi saw him bowing his head, and hurriedly turned his head:

"Well, I still have to pack up. You have to do it first."

When the kiss was gone, Chi Xianmin rubbed his lips with his fingertips.

It's a pity that I didn't get close, but the future is long.

"Then you are busy, I'm going to the study, you tell Mama Zhang what kind of food you like to eat."

Chi Xianmin left the room, Mo Nanzhi glanced back, couldn't help but put his finger on his lips, and almost kissed him just now.

For the next time, although Mo Nanzhi was arranging his things, his mind was in a trance. Mama Zhang asked her where to put her things several times, but she didn't hear her.

When eating at night, he didn't move his chopsticks at all. He kept drinking and looked at her, as if looking at her would make him feel full.

Mo Nanzhi chewed and swallowed slowly, trying to delay the time, but no matter how long a meal was eaten, it would be over. Zhang Mama who was waiting by the side all yawned, and Mo Nanzhi was embarrassed to eat any more, because , Zhang Ma has eaten up all the dishes cooked by her.

"Mother Zhang, clean it up." Chi Xianmin put down the wine glass, and the moment the wine glass was put away, Mo Nanzhi who was sitting opposite immediately stood up:
"I'm here to help."

Mama Zhang snatched the dishes from her hand:

"Miss Mo, I don't need your help. You just ate so much and go for a walk to digest your food."

Mo Nanzhi could only watch Zhang Ma busy, she couldn't help even if she wanted to.

"Come on, I'll go for a walk with you."

Chi Xianmin came over, grabbed Mo Nanzhi's hand, and led her away from the restaurant.

Mo Nanzhi looked at the tightly clasped hands of the two under the moonlight, and a strange feeling spread from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, this is not the first time I have been in close contact with Chi Xianmin, and it has been a while since I decided to date, but today, they are officially holding hands, and tonight...

She still felt nervous thinking about it.

But now he can't regret running away, because she let him stay.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good appetite and eat so much? Why did you eat so little when eating out with you before? Want to help me save money?"

The man pulled her and chatted gossip.

She couldn't say that she didn't want to finish eating too early and go to bed too early.

"Maybe, you're more active in the mountains, so you're probably hungry. Seeing that you haven't eaten much at night, it's not good. Would you like some supper later?"

The man pulled her lagging body closer, and put his arms around her waist instead. Under the moonlight, because she lowered her head and exposed a piece of jade-like skin behind her ears, the man felt a little dry in his throat:

"Snack... definitely have to eat, otherwise I won't be able to survive such a long night."

Are you hungry?

He used too many adjectives, wouldn't it be good to eat when you're hungry?

Mo Nanzhi suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up: "Qingyi also lives in this real estate, right?"

If I went to Qingyi's place to sit for a while, wouldn't it be possible to come back to bed later?
A gleam of light flashed across Chi Xianmin's eyes, reminding her meaningfully:
"It's right to live here, but are you sure you're going to play at this time?"

Mo Nanzhi was taken aback for a moment, and understood what he meant. After this point, Qingyi was so smart, she must have guessed that they were living together.

"Then... another day."

She twisted her fingers nervously, her palms were full of sweat.

The man raised his wrist and looked at the time: "It's ten o'clock. After walking for so long, are you tired? Do you want to go back to your room?"

The girl immediately tensed up like a cat whose tail was stepped on:

"I... I still feel a little sick to my stomach, let's go again."

The man held her sweaty hand again, and told her with burning eyes:
"If you go any further, it will be dawn. It's really uncomfortable. I'll take you to do exercises when you go back, and you won't feel uncomfortable."