3359: C3359 Bodhisattva Is Right

C3359 Bodhisattva Is Right

0Nanking didn't go.

He stayed in the room next to Xie Jingzhen, worried that the little girl would leave in the middle of the night.

He held his forehead with a headache as Xie Jingzhen's words flashed in his mind again and again.

Unconsciously, only a deep and profound look remained in his gray eyes.

At this moment, Xie Jingzhen, who was next door, looked at the empty room and did not move at all.

It was only when the microwave rang that the hot milk tea in Nanxing Chuan was ready.

Xie Jingzhen's eyes moved and she smiled bitterly.

She was really useless.

A few days ago, she told Nan Xingchuan that she would not give up and that she would not accept her fate.

But now, she had to admit that Bodhisattva was right.

...

Nan Yichun and Xie Zecheng stayed in the south city for a few days before returning.

Early the next morning, Nan Yichun was unwilling to get up. She and Xie Zecheng could be considered to be living together.

The two of them were originally neighbors. Recently, they occasionally stayed at Nan Yichun's house. Occasionally at Xie Zecheng's place, the other party's daily necessities were placed in another person's house.

Of course, a man who was almost thirty years old would do that every night while hugging his girlfriend.

After too many times, Nan Yichun really could not bear it.

It was not that he also wanted to slack off on weekends.

At this moment, Xie Zexing finished cooking the minced meat porridge and went to the bedroom to call her. He asked her, "Don't you need to work?"

Nan Yichun closed his eyes tightly. "Sleep for another ten minutes."

He was really sleepy.

Furthermore, the entire company belonged to her. No one would say anything if she was late.

There was nothing he could do about it. Xie Zechuan pulled the blanket away and said, "Sleep in the car. I'll send you there."

Nan Yichun was forced to sit up with a sour face. Then, he collapsed again.

Not only was she mentally tired, but her body was also tired.

The amount of exercise this weekend was too much. It was not like the weekend at all. It was even more tiring than working days.

The main culprit was the man in front of her.

Xie Zecai pinched her face. "You're awake?"

Nan Yichun turned around to dodge. "I'm so tired. I don't want to go to work."

Perhaps it was because she woke up early, but the woman's words were a little spoiled, like a spoiled child.

Nan Yichun was sleepy. When he saw the man's Adam's apple rolling up and down, he immediately got off the bed and ran to the bathroom. He said, "Twenty minutes will do!"

If he lied down again, she was afraid that Xie Ze Xing would pull her and force her to "wake up."

After washing up, Nan Yichun stood in the closet and was troubled.

Previously, he had thought that he knew how to pity people. This time, the red mark on his neck was glaring and obvious.

Fortunately, the weather had cooled down recently. Wearing the clothes of a high-collar worker would not make people suspicious.

Nan Yichun lightly sighed, and finally chose a tie shirt. His hair fell down, and the skirt chose a casual style, because he could not step on high heels anymore.

He walked to the mirror and looked at the woman inside. She looked like a university student when she did not have makeup, not like a working woman.

In the end, she changed the dress into a western dress with a bag butt. The length could cover the traces of red on her knees. She put away the hem of the dress and the curves of her body were obvious.

She held her shoes and went to the kitchen. Xie Zexing was wearing a simple white shirt and pants. He rolled up his sleeves slightly, and the black belt tightened around his waist. His long legs were straight and long, which made his body look perfect in an inverted triangle.

It was true that he was pleasing to the eye, but he also cursed in his heart that he was a shameless, cultured scum.

The dark coat and tie were placed on the coffee table.

His clothes were mostly dark colored. Nan Yichun curiously picked up the tie and looked at it.

The fabric was made of silk. It was ice cold and comfortable to touch.

With his wrist grasped, Nan Yichun's gaze paused on his overly sexy hand for three seconds. He swallowed his saliva and looked up at him in puzzlement.

Xie Zexian's hand, which was wrapped in thin leather, pulled out his tie and said, "I'll teach you."

Nan Yichun retracted his hand. It seemed like the tie was something that could not be touched. He drew a clear line and said, "I didn't say I wanted to learn."

Xie Zexing fastened the button and flipped his collar upwards. After putting it down, he pulled her hand over and bent down to a comfortable height when she raised her hand. He lightly smiled and said, "I'm serious in teaching."

His tone was sincere. Nan Yichun's heart was shaken. Curiosity drove her to say good.

And it was just a simple sandalwood knot. She made it for a long time and almost tied it into a dead knot. At the end, she could not bear the burden anymore and said, "Do it yourself."

Xie Zexing held her hand. "Just pass through here in the end."

Nan Yichun was skeptical. When he said pull upwards, he did not control his strength properly and reached his Adam's apple.

"Hiss -" Xie Zexing laughed and said, "You murdered your own husband."

Nan Yichun glared at him. What kind of husband was he?

He then looked at the triangle on his tie, which was crooked and twisted.

Nan Yichun wanted to undo it. "You can do it yourself. It's so ugly."

Xie Zecheng took a step back. "That's it."

Nan Yichun advised him not to think about it. After all, image was more important.

Xie Ze Xing said casually, "It's fine. I'll just say that it's my girlfriend's department."

Nan Yichun: ... ""

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