He Is Warmer Than Time

Zhou Nan tried his best to lean against the wall, the man leaned forward, and all the breath was spilled on her forehead when she spoke. She felt--

Some singularly contemplative.

"Oh, I see."

When Zhou Nan recovered, he saw his hand in the palm of the head of the group, and the man was pulling her to the sofa in the living room.

She was dumbfounded, and quickly broke free of the man's hand, panicking.

Gu Yanzhi didn't say anything, sitting on her sofa like an uncle, it seemed that Young Master Gu was the master here.

The host spoke: "Sit down, what are you doing while standing?"

Zhou Nan replied, "Oh."

Gu Yanzhi scratched the back of his head: "Today's game, that, I let Ren Yusheng say."

Zhou Nan had no expression: "Yeah."

"Don't be sad, it's just a little game."

"I'm not sad."

"I know, you are making a strong smile."

Zhou Nan:...

"Head, I'm really not sad, as you said, this is really a small game."

Gu Yanzhi: Master, I rarely care about people once, have you misunderstood your face?

"Well, your mentality is good, that's good, it's good."

The young master seemed a bit incoherent.

Then there were big eyes and small eyes, Zhou Nan did not speak, Gu Yanzhi felt that the atmosphere was subtle and embarrassing.

"What takeaway did you order?"

Zhou Nan was taken aback. It was obvious that there was nothing to say. The point was that she really answered, "Stewed pork rice."

"Well, braised pork rice, I also like it, I haven't had dinner yet."

What does Zhou Nan mean when looking at him? She ordered one. Is this person going to grab her meal?

Gu Yanzhi pointed to the box: "Go and get a spoon again."

Zhou Nan was accustomed to listening. In front of Gu Yanzhi, she was really a little servile. She instinctively followed the instructions when he gave instructions.

The two sat on the carpet beside the low table, and Zhou Nan suddenly woke up until the two had a lunch box to eat together.

What is she doing?

Gu Yanzhi glanced at her: "Eat."

Zhou Nan thought, it's all like this, forget it, let's eat, she is indeed hungry.

"When is the final?"

"April 20th."

"Well, do you have any confidence?"

"Zhao Xun of the 28th Regiment, he is also very good."

Gu Yanzhi's jaw head: "You can perform normally."

"I know."

The group leader is still her mentor, and in just a few words, she feels warm, and the words are more behaving.

Gu Yanzhi saw her eating in small mouthfuls. This kid is so delicate and gentle in everything, but when he comes to the battlefield, he kills people quite fiercely.

Maybe that kind of formal giant is more particular about this etiquette, after all, it is Zhou Shao.

After all, there is only one takeaway. Big boys like Gu Yanzhi eat three barely enough stomachs. This half bowl of braised pork rice is really not enough.

Gu Yanzhi took a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Is there anything to eat?"

Zhou Nan packed up the lunch box and chopsticks, without looking up, "No, if you haven't eaten enough, you can go home and eat."

Gu Yanzhi stretched out her long hand and rubbed her head: "You kid, what's your tone?"

Zhou Nan stepped back: "I really have nothing to eat."

Gu Yan looked at her up and down: "You can prepare something to eat at home, you are a bit thin."

This vision gave Zhou Nan a feeling of being invisible, and his words sounded ambiguous.

What makes her a little thin? Even in summer, she wears short sleeves at most and never wears shorts in front of him.