Chapter 31 Not enough

Nan Yan walked out of the room, poured a cup of hot water in the kitchen, and handed it to Qin Yue. The sound of speaking had already softened. It was the Chinese New Year, why are you here by yourself?

I don't want to go home.Qin Yue muttered in a low voice.

She didn't want to say: She had no home to go back.

For Qin Yue, home is a very strange word: is it where she usually goes back to sleep after get off work?

Is it the high-end apartment where Qin Ma lives?

Or the old Qin family house?

It was either a cold and empty big room, or even a careful look at the false harmony of swords and swords when speaking. No place ever gave her the feeling of home.

Qin Yue remembered that her father wanted to use the means of lent a knife to kill her, and he felt a chill in his heart.

She quickly changed the subject, what about you?Why haven't you celebrated the New Year at home?What about your mother, how are you doing recently?

There are many people coming to ski during the holidays, and overtime pay is high during the Chinese New Year.Nanyan put on the hat and gloves, and my mother had neighbors helping to take care of her.

Qin Yue remembered that this month, he transferred more money to her than usual.

She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Why can't Nan Yan stay at home to spend the New Year with his mother? She knows the reason better than anyone else.

Nan Yan pulled Qin Yue over and sat on the bed, obedient!Go to bed quickly.

After saying that, he glanced at the time, pushed open the door and walked out, took the door gently, and suddenly turned back, opened the door, and I'll come back soon.

Qin Yue saw him leave again, disappeared on the other side of the door, hugged the quilt on the bed tightly, and curled himself into a ball.

When Nan Yan came back, she was already asleep.

He sat at the head of the bed and looked at Qin Yue's sleeping face and helped her tuck her quilt.

Lying on the floor, Nan Yan looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, his mind full of soft little hair on Qin Yue's head.

besides,

Somewhere else.

Qin Yue woke up by his croaking stomach in the morning. When he got up, he reacted for a long time before he realized that he was spending the night with Nan Yan.

The room was empty, and there was a neatly folded blanket on the table, which must be the bed where Nan Yan slept last night.

She got out of bed and walked to the public kitchen outside, and saw Nan Yan cutting things on the chopping board with his back to her.

Qin Yue walked in and saw a silver pot with long black handle on the stove. It had been turned off and was quietly placed there.

What did you do?What is this Ah?

She walked over and wanted to lift the lid of the pot, but she couldn't lift it, so she reached out to pull out a cone device on the lid of the pot.

Nan Yan turned around and hurriedly stopped her, be careful, hot!

A stream of steam spewed out instantly, accompanied by a sudden movement, so scared Qin Yue so much that he jumped back and hit Nan Yan's chest directly, and his chest was scattered with heat.

Her shoulders were held down by a pair of big hands as they hit his arms. She hugged them tightly.

Qin Yue was dazed and did not dare to move. There was still water vapor erupting in front, but a hot object was printed on the back of his butt.

Nan Yan coughed softly, moved his body a little, and I'll do it.

Then he lowered his head and saw Qin Yue's bare feet and ten small toes, like pink and white petals.

But his eyebrows frowned, and simply carried Qin Yue under his armpits, lifted her up, and stepped on his feet, saying a little complaining, "How can a girl step on such a cool floor with barefoot?"

While speaking, he simply lifted her up, carried her out of the kitchen, and returned to his room.

In just a few short steps, the guy like an iron pestle was pressing on Qin Yue's thighs and poked her one by one with his footsteps.

Qin Yue blushed and his heart beat.

Wait here for a while.He sat Qin Yue on a chair and said.

The lid of the pot was opened, and the pure rice fragrance overflowed, and could be smelled from the room.

I only have white porridge and pickles here.Nan Yan came over with two bowls of porridge, put it on his lips and blew it gently, then put a bowl in front of Qin Yue, and then put a spoon down and went out to buy you coffee later.

After saying that, he sat next to her and drank porridge silently.

Qin Yue scooped a mouthful of rice porridge and put it into his mouth. It was sweet and delicious, and the fragrant warmth spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones. I don’t want coffee. You said, let me drink less.

What was that just now?So scary!Qin Yue is still in fear.

Something scary? Pressure cooker? Nan Yan looked up in confusion.

Qin Yue said in his heart: It turns out that thing is called a pressure cooker.

It looks very dangerous!

Qin Yue took a bite of porridge and secretly glanced at Nan Yan.

Nan Yan was uncomfortable because she saw it, so she quickly changed the subject. Is it delicious?

Delicious, but not enough.Qin Yue kicked Nan Yan's calves with his feet under the table.

There is still some in the pot, I'll serve it for you.Nan Yanxin thought it was true and got up and went to serve Qin Yue with porridge.