The Heroine Forced Me To Fall In Love with Money

Aning's face is very close to himself.

By the moonlight, Jiang Zhinan could even see the crystal beads of sweat on her temples, feel her warm breath, and even the feeling of their skin touching each other at this time It became clearer now.

"Miss..." Aning's voice was like a cat's, and her body seemed to soften into a pool of water. She was obviously inexperienced and shy, but she still tried her best to go in the direction of Jiang Zhinan. get together.

This really frightened Jiang Zhinan. She has lived for more than 20 years, and this is the first time she has seen such an exciting scene.

"Yes, yes..." An Ning did not expect that she would reject her, and there was a trace of panic and confusion in her eyes.

She got out of bed, originally wanted to kneel down to apologize, but suddenly remembered what Jiang Zhinan had said to herself during the day, he hesitated for a moment, but finally did not kneel.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhinan asked her, her breathing was still not steady, and she looked like she was in shock, "Why did you come to climb my bed in the middle of the night?"

"It was my father who told us..." Aning lowered his eyes and said, not daring to look at Jiang Zhinan's face, his two slender hands were tightly clasped together.

The so-called father refers to the man who sold her on the street.

Jiang Zhinan had seen it in the book, and indeed knew a thing or two about the hidden things in it.

These girls who are bought and sold like goods will always be taught by words and deeds before they are bought, specifically to please their buyers in the future.

After all, they were willing to spend so much money to buy them back, most of them were for that.

It is estimated that Aning misunderstood her and thought that Jiang Zhinan, like them, bought her back just to do something unspeakable.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhinan couldn't help but sigh, and secretly insulted the system for the corruption of society, and when he spoke again, his tone was obviously a little gentler than before.

"How many times?" she said, looking directly into Aning's eyes.

"The first time..." Aning said, with shame and grievance on his face, he really didn't know what to do.

"How does that so-called father teach you on weekdays?" Jiang Zhinan asked again.

"He will give it, show us a book." Aning whispered, his cheeks red as if he was about to bleed, "He will always tell us something..."

"Enough." Jiang Zhinan stopped her and didn't tell her to go on.

Seeing that she was angry, Aning immediately fell silent, leaving only a thin body shaking uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhinan stared at her for a while, as if thinking about something.

During this period, Aning did not dare to speak or move at all, waiting for Jiang Zhinan to be punished tremblingly.

Aning's eyes widened immediately, and his eyes were a little puzzled.

"Forget it." Jiang Zhinan said, his expression was still as serious as before, but there was still tenderness in his eyes, "You are no longer that Aning."

"Everything in the past, whether it is uneasy, fearful, or disgusting, forget it all," she said, "and then go to meet the new life."

This is the second time Aning heard Jiang Zhinan say this to himself.

The first time she didn't understand, the reason why she agreed one by one was just to make Jiang Zhinan happy.

And this time, she really understood.

"I see." Aning nodded and agreed word by word.

"En." Jiang Zhinan looked at her expression, thinking that she should understand her pains this time, so she didn't say anything, just said, "Go back."

"Okay." An Ning responded, turned and walked out of Jiang Zhinan's house.

Jiang Zhinan stared at her back, and when she could no longer see her, she withdrew her gaze and lay back again.

Although there was such a small episode in the middle, her sleepiness was still there, and she fell asleep again in a short while.

I don't even know that An Ning secretly cried for a long time after leaving this room.

…

Because she was a hard worker in her last life, Jiang Zhinan has already formed a biological clock and wakes up early every day.

The system hasn't come back yet, Jiang Zhinan has nothing to do after washing up, so he plans to go out to bask in the sun.

I never thought that as soon as I stepped out the door, I saw someone standing at my door with a very hearty breakfast in hand.

"A Ning?" Jiang Zhinan called her, "Why are you here?"

"A Ning made breakfast for Miss." An Ning said, with a slight smile on her lips, "It's still hot, Miss, eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Zhinan originally wanted to tell her that breakfast was specially prepared by someone, and she didn't need to worry about it at all.

But An Ning in front of her seemed to be looking forward to it, and even showed her a smile, but Jiang Zhinan couldn't bear to reject her.

Besides, this breakfast seems to be quite good, but it is not impossible to try it.

"Then come in." Jiang Zhinan thought so, and let Aning in, then sat down at the table.

Aning respectfully handed over the chopsticks, and then served Jiang Zhinan with soup and side dishes.

Jiang Zhinan raised his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and found that he had never eaten something so unpalatable.

"Is it delicious?" An Ning asked her aside, with anticipation in her eyes.

If it wasn't for her expression, Jiang Zhinan would have come to fix herself for her.

"Well..." Jiang Zhinan replied, thinking that this girl finally gained some confidence, and he couldn't beat her, so he could only boast, "Delicious."

"It's great." Seeing her praising herself, the smile in Aning's eyes seemed to be even more.

Jiang Zhinan didn't dare to touch those side dishes anymore.

Aning was still standing next to her, looking at her, Jiang Zhinan was embarrassed, so she could only drink the soup in front of her.

It really didn't kill her.

Jiang Zhinan's heart was bitter, the soup was in his mouth for a long time, and finally he swallowed it, followed by a long cough.

"Miss!" An Ning was startled by her, and hurriedly patted her on the back, her voice full of worry, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's alright." Jiang Zhinan waved his hand with a pained expression, "It's just a little choking, it's fine."

Before Aning could say anything else, Jiang Zhinan opened her mouth to bombard her, saying that she was not used to being served by someone while she was eating, and told her to come back later.

Jiang Zhinan hurriedly emptied the bowl of soup and vegetables as soon as she left.

The system also came back at this time. Seeing her in a state of embarrassment, she smiled and asked her what was wrong.

"I ate the meal made by Aning." Jiang Zhinan said, only to feel that his throat was dry, so he hurried to find water to drink, "Really, it's too bad, I don't want to eat it again in this life. ate."

One person, one system, no one spoke, each of them was silent for a while.

Later Jiang Zhinan guessed that it was almost time, and called in Aning who was waiting at the door.

"Miss." Aning pushed the door in response, seeing all the vegetables and soup on the table have been seen, and couldn't help feeling a little joy in his heart.

"Take it all away." Jiang Zhinan said, "Come back to me later, I have something to look for you."

"Understood." An Ning nodded in response, stepped forward, picked up the dishes and walked out.

It was still early and not many people came and went.

Aning walked forward while holding the things in his hand, thinking to himself.

Since the lady has eaten all of it, it means that the taste may not be bad.

A Ning has a poor sense of taste since she was a child, so she has never been able to taste what is delicious or what is unpalatable.

Nowadays, it should be ok.

Thinking like this, An Ning raised her eyes and looked around. Seeing that no one noticed her, she reached out and picked up the spoon Jiang Zhinan had used, and gently scooped up the remaining soup base , put a sip on his lips.

As usual, she didn't taste anything.

But when she put down the spoon and tasted it, she suddenly tasted a sweet taste that was not easy to detect.

The smell was a little unfamiliar to Aning, so she was stunned for a while.

But...she likes this special taste.

Aning lowered his head, stared at the soup, and then turned his attention to the spoon after a while.

Is it because the lady used it, so it left such a smell.

As An Ning thought, her dim eyes seemed to light up a little.

She paused, then picked up the spoon, brought it to her lips and tapped it with the tip of her tongue.

The smell has dissipated, and the only thing left is the taste of the soup itself.

A Ning blinked slightly.

Even so, she still remembered the taste.

One day, she must try again.