Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Nan Sheng nodded, "Well, let's go. Where have you been?"

She sat down on the sofa and looked at the man sitting opposite, "I'm fine, I just walked around."

"Sit like this, doesn't the wound hurt?" He rarely sits on the sofa like this.

She glanced at the cigarette butts in the ashtray. He was smoking a cigarette just now.

Nan Sheng shook his head, "It's okay, it won't hurt."

Wu Limo nodded, "Oh."

The man asked softly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Wu Limo thought for a while, "eat dumplings, do you want to eat it?"

Nan Sheng was silent for a few seconds before nodding, "Okay, let's eat dumplings."

Wu Limo got up, "I'm going to buy, can Wang Ji's dumplings?"

"No," the man said affirmatively.

The girl stood in front of him, a little surprised, "Then who are you going to eat?"

Nan Sheng said slowly, "I want to eat your dumplings, Tuan Tuan, I have enough outside."

Wu Limo frowned, "But I can't do well, you definitely don't like it."

Nan Sheng said, "I love to eat, no matter what you do, I love it."

Facing a sick person, Wu Limo couldn't help it.

"Well, then I will go home and give you a bag. If it tastes bad, you are not allowed to pick it."

Nan Sheng smiled, "Definitely not. Go ahead."

Wu Limo and Yin Xinlan are temporarily staying at Nan Sheng's house, but Wu Limo has always been in the hospital.

Therefore, almost Yin Xinlan is at home alone.

Wu Limo came back suddenly, she was still a little surprised.

"Momo, why are you back? That sick number let you go?"

Wu Limo pouted, "The sick person wants to eat dumplings, which are wrapped by hand, so I'm back."

Yin Xinlan raised her brows, "He is quite difficult to serve."

Then she looked at Wu Limo with strange eyes, "Can you make dumplings manually?"

Wu Limo took her arm and said, "If you can, I'll go to lay hands with you. I've bought all the meat fillings, and you can make the noodles."

Yin Xinlan squinted at her, "He is not my Nan Sheng brother."

Wu Limo smiled and pushed her to the kitchen, "My brother Nan Sheng is naturally your brother Nan Sheng, come, wash your hands and face."

Yin Xinlan said, "I don't wash my hands, just do it."

Wu Limo said with a smile, "Okay, I promise not to tell the sick number."

Yin Xinlan washed her hands and face, "Momo, you can come back to live tonight."

"What's the matter?" Wu Limo looked at her.

"I am a little scared myself."

She said while talking to each other.

"Why are you alone, and Miss Yin?"

Wu Limo said.

"Miss Yin moved away, don't you know?"

Yin Xinlan said.

Wu Limo was surprised, "What did you say, Miss Yin moved away, where did she move?"

Yin Xinlan shook her head, "She didn't say, she came to move things away in the morning. She said she wouldn't be back."

Wu Limo was silent for a moment. In fact, she thought that Yin Yinyin might be angry.

However, she did not expect that she would move away.

"Momo, what do you think? Did something happen?"

Yin Xinlan looked at her absently and said.

Wu Limo shook his head, "It's okay."

There are some things she can't control.

Although she was very anxious, the third person couldn't get involved in things like love.

...

A single-family house was hidden in the middle of the woods, and it was very lively with singing and dancing.

A car stopped at the door, and the man sat inside with a deep face.

Someone opened the car door, "Mr. Nan, are you going in?"

Nan Sheng said with a cold eyebrow, "Since I'm here, I naturally want to go in."