Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!He went back to his apartment and no one was there before looking for Yan Su.

But no one opened it after knocking for a long time, and finally received a WeChat message from Yan Su: Don't knock, I'm asleep, so sleepy.

Moriusi: "..."

I thought I could see a fragrant woman lying on the bed when I came back. I thought too much.

Not only did she not even open the door for her.

Excessively.

So Mo Liuxi had no choice but to sleep in his apartment, at night in an empty bed, tossing and turning, really cold, so lonely.

He suddenly remembered that the average Ting had always loved to send WeChat, so he immediately sat up and took a selfie in his pajamas to the circle of friends. It said: Winter in Xiacheng is cold.

Yan Su woke up to see this WeChat the next day, Lausanne was still commenting below: Brother, Xiacheng's winter is okay, not cold.

Nian Xi commented: The weather in Xiacheng is okay. I don’t think you are cold, but cold. You need a girlfriend. My sister introduces you. Our police station has a flower...

Yan Su looked funny, but how did she think that this WeChat was not that simple, and basically didn't see him very often.

After washing, Mo Liuxi came knocking on the door, a handsome face filled with indifference and unhappiness.

"I didn't sleep well the night before yesterday, so I went to bed early yesterday," Yan Su explained lowly, not telling him that he was actually a little uncomfortable because he heard his classmates send An Ning home.

"Are you sleeping well," Moriusi's face was not so cold.

"It's okay," Yan Su turned around and walked to the kitchen, "I didn't make porridge anymore, so I will cook two eggs and drink a glass of milk."

"But I didn't sleep well," Mo Lucy followed her. "Did you see my circle of friends?"

Yan Su turned off the fire and looked at him helplessly, "Cold more quilts."

"I don't lack a quilt, I lack a woman," Mo Liuxi whispered her arms around her waist, said ambiguously, "Without you, since I slept with you, I found that my bed was sleeping alone in space, I finally understand why you should buy such a narrow bed."

Early in the morning, Yan Su was hot by his face. "My bed was not bought by myself. When your brother-in-law bought it for Lausanne, he bought me one by the way. He said that the big one is too expensive to use flowers on me. So much money, you didn’t see your sister’s bed is a classic luxury Italian leather bed, it is said to cost 60,000, and mine is a very simple solid wood bed, only 2,000."

Moriusi: "..."

It's really stingy to buy it at such a cheap price.

"No wonder when I was lying on it with you last night, I always creaked and choked, but fortunately nothing happened, otherwise I might fall apart.

"..."

Yan Su couldn't listen anymore.

The two-thousand bed is not so bad.

"It's okay, I can send you a picture that is more expensive than my sister's, which is more comfortable to fall asleep," Moriusi said finally.

"Forget it, my room is small and I can't put it down," Yan Su shook his head helplessly. "Can you stop talking to me about bed, eat breakfast."

"Oh," Moriusi took her eggs. "Why didn't I cook porridge? I want to drink porridge."

Yan Su’s mood is a bit complicated for him who likes to drink his own porridge so much, “Whether do you like my porridge or the porridge I’ve cooked? together."