Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!Nian Xi was speechless, where did he misunderstand them, making them think he wanted to keep a dog.

But their ideas are not wrong, maybe they will have the same mood if they raise a puppy.

Nian Xi and Nian Qingyun went back to Nian's old house directly. They didn't come back for a long time. The old lady was very happy. After chatting with the old lady for a while, Nian Xi returned to her room.

Lying on his big bed, he suddenly felt that Paris was far away from himself.

But Paris time is slower than here, it should be early in the morning.

Nian Xi sat up and opened her suitcase, and a white piece of paper fell out of it.

She didn't remember how there was such a thing in her suitcase. She thought it was rubbish. She opened it and wanted to throw it away. The word "XIXI" was written at the beginning of the result.

She took a closer look and found that this was a love letter.

The writing is very familiar, she often sees Jiang Yuning's writing.

She held her breath and looked carefully line by line: Xi Xi, please allow me to call you like this, every time I want to call it like this, but I'm afraid you don't like it.

I like you, I like you very much.

How do you want me to describe this like? I don’t know. I haven’t liked people, but I liked a cat. When I was eight years old, it died of illness. I was sad for a long time and I cried. I thought I like you like the cat, Han Shu said you will break up with your ex-boyfriend, it must be that he has something bad for you, I think, if you are with me, I will not treat you Well, I like to follow you, like to laugh at you, like to watch you, like you touch my head, like you touch my face...

Suddenly disappeared behind.

But Nian Xi felt that he had not finished writing.

Is this a love letter he wrote, a love letter he always remembers?

Nian Xi wanted to laugh.

He described himself as a cat he had raised before, but he really couldn't write a love letter.

Fortunately, he knew who he was.

I'm also very touched. Maybe no one will write a love letter to her in the future.

Nianxi closed the love letter, thought about it, or called Uncle Han, "Uncle Han, did you put that love letter in my box."

"Well, it was written by Mr., but he hasn't finished writing yet. After he was taken away, I found it in his suitcase," Uncle Han smiled. "Although I know you may not be possible, but this is our Mr. first. Letter of love, I still have to help him to the client."

"Thank you..." Nian Xi said in a depressed mood. "What are you going to do today?"

"Get Mr. Jiang out first, the Chinese side is already putting pressure on this side, we will not admit plagiarism, nor will we admit defamation of Mr. Oda, and we will counter accuse him, but the delay may be longer," Uncle Han said.

"That's good," Nian Xi was relieved. "If you see Mr. Jiang, say hello to me."

"I will."

Hanging up the phone, Nian Xi walked to the window.

She can't do anything now, let's be a good bridesmaid first.

...

Ting returned to Tianhu Villa every year.

The melodious piano music was spinning in the bedroom, Lausanne was stroking his stomach with one hand, "You are just back, your son will move as soon as he listens to music."

Since he knew he was a son, Ting Jiao has no interest since he knew it. He walked over and felt a small piece of Lausanne's belly kicked out. "This kid, likes listening to music, is like me."

Lausanne: "...You don't seem to listen to piano music."