Chapter 115 (1/2)

Tonight, Zhen Will Pamper You

Yanmo Han flew out of the window and walked slowly in the night. His eyes were clearly extinguished. Something was struggling to break through the earth, but he tried hard to suppress it.

Nan Xun’s little life was different. Yan Han looked at her very differently these days.

Sometimes Nan Xun accidentally met his eyes and found that his eyes were full of fierceness and bone deep hatred. There were also some very complicated things. But when she looked again, the eyes were full of tenderness, which was enough for any woman to indulge in.

“Little eight, why do I always feel that the tyrant boss wants to stab me to death? Am I wrong?” Nan Xun suddenly asked little eight.

Little eight hesitated and said: “I don’t know. The big boss’s recent mood fluctuations are pretty complex. There is happiness, angry, sweetness and bitterness. There’s even a trace of joy in the hatred, he’s driving me crazy.”

Nan Xun leaned on her chin and looked out the window. Her eyes narrowed and she smiled happily. “He must have been moved by me, but he doesn’t want to admit it, or he’s suffering.”

Little eight: “Why do I think that you’re a little strange in this world?”

Nan Xun yawned lazily: “Baby, you think too much.”

Little eight: “… oh.”

But, was he really thinking too much? What happened to Nan Xun’s laziness from the previous worlds? Although she was also lazy in this world, her brain was particularly diligent and smart, as if she suddenly changed her personality. This wasn’t normal, wasn’t normal at all.

I’m panicking, oh.

On this day, Yan Han visited Nan Xun’s cold palace as usual, but this time he didn’t stay for long.

“Yao Yao, I have some things to deal with today. Can I come back to you in the evening?” Yan Han sat by Nan Xun’s rocking chair and reached out to peel a grape for her.

Nan Xun chewed on the grape flesh and swallowed it. She said, “Okay, if you have something to do, deal with it. Cuihuan is here with me. I won’t be bored by myself.”

After she finished, she slightly looked up and gently dropped a kiss on Yan Han’s lips, smiled and said, “Brother Han, be careful on your way. I’ll miss you.”

Yan Han looked at her quietly and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her curly eyelashes. He whispered: “Yao Yao, do you know what I like about you the most? It’s your eyes. They’re black, bright and crystal clear. People with such eyes should be pure-minded. Yes, how could they be…”

His last words were almost a murmur and Nan Xun didn’t hear clearly. “Brother Han, what did you just say?”

Yan Han slightly hooked his lips, “I said Yao Yao’s eyes are good-looking which fascinates me.”

After he left, Nan Xun quickly asked little eight, “Why do I feel that Yan Han’s heart is heavy today?”

Little eight immediately replied, “Excuse me, what day hasn’t his mind been heavy?”

“By the way, what did he just say?”

Little eight coughed and said, “He said that people with such eyes should also be pure-minded. How could they be a shameless whore?”

Nan Xun: …

So, some deep-rooted ideas are really hard to reverse.

In the evening, Nan Xun was lying on the rocking chair in the small courtyard to watch the stars, while Cuihuan was serving tea.

Suddenly, the two looked at the gate together.