Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

Xie An arranged her work early to prepare for the engagement banquet on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The two didn't plan to choose a holiday at first, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is not only on September 20, but also on that day, in terms of the almanac, it is suitable for marriage, funeral, and marriage.

As soon as the families of the two parties totaled, it was fixed on this day.

The Kyushu Research Institute has complicated affairs, and Xie An has a lot of other business. The three-day free itinerary does not seem to be much, but it is also really tiring to compress.

In the past few days, when Xie An came back at two or three o'clock in the morning, he simply washed up and fell asleep on the bed.

Shen Lingxi looked distressed and wanted to help share some of the burden, but there might be only a few who helped.

Last night before vacation.

Xie An finally got off work early. When he got home, Shen Lingxi hadn't finished class, so he closed his eyes on the sofa by himself.

Shen Lingxi came home from get out of class, opened the door and saw Xie An lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

She moved lightly, went back to the room, hugged the small blanket, and squatted down in front of him.

The high-intensity work rhythm left a faint dark blue under his eyes.

Xie An's breathing was steady, and it looked like he had slept for a while.

The suit jacket was thrown on the sand on the other side, and the white shirt on the upper body was slightly wrinkled, and it seemed that he was sleeping deeply.

Shen Lingxi stretched out his hand and gently caressed his slightly frowning brow, as if he wanted to sweep away all his troubles.

They were all too busy, so busy that Shen Lingxi was about to forget, how long had she not been so serious, and had seen Xie An's face so quietly.

Their lives are either full of work, or they are relatives and friends, and even the rare evening rest is accompanied by their daughters.

For them, the two-person world seems to be here before returning to their side.

That feeling is long gone.

Warm and nostalgic.

After a while.

Xie An's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes, only to see a faint warm light.

Shen Lingxi was cooking on the Zhongdao stage, and it was estimated that Xie An was resting and trying to ease his movements as much as possible.

When the two looked at each other, they both showed a warm smile without defense.

"I'm asleep."

Xie An, who had just woken up, still had a slightly hoarse voice, and the whole person looked very lazy, and the small blanket was still hanging on him, which was incredibly warm.

Shen Lingxi looked at him and said very gently: "Why don't you go back to the room to rest?"

Xie An got up from the sofa, walked behind her and wrapped her waist lazily.

"I wanted to wait for you, but I didn't expect to fall asleep."

Shen Lingxi finished working with the things in his hands, washed his hands, and turned around to wrap his arms around his neck: "The meal will take a while, go to your room and sleep, I'll call you now."

Xie An rubbed against her neck: "No, I have to help you."

Before Shen Lingxi could speak, Xie An kissed her face: "I'm tired after a day of class. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Xie An is not good at cooking, but he is very good at fighting. If he has the ability to wash and cut vegetables, he can apply for a restaurant in a restaurant. It is estimated that he will be admitted directly.

Shen Lingxi kissed him back: "Would you like to wash some fruit and mix it with a fruit salad."

"Okay." Xie An responded with a sip, "What fruit do you want to eat today, are strawberries okay?"

Shen Lingxi likes strawberries and cherries, and the refrigerator at home has never been short of these two fruits.

"Okay, let's add a mango." Shen Lingxi said.

Supplementary Chapter