The car stopped at Han's house.

Han Mochen got out of the car with the flower in his arms and never said a word to Nan Xiao.

Han Yuan greeted him enthusiastically: "The food is ready. Come and eat."

Han Mochen raised his eyes and glared at him coldly, then went upstairs.

Han Yuan: "..."

He was confused and just wanted to ask Nan Xiao what happened, but Nan Xiao had already chased after him to coax him, leaving him alone and depressed.

in the room.

"Achen, please don't be angry, okay?"

Han Mochen hugged the flowers and never said a word.

Nan Xiao was not impatient at all, she sat next to him and continued to coax her little cutie.

"I really have nothing to do with him, we are just talking. Then, why should I say that he is my boyfriend?"

The coldness in Han Mochen's eyes was even worse.

But Nan Xiao didn't notice it and continued to explain.

"It's because of my bad sister who robbed my parents and disgusted me all day long. Then I wanted to disgust her too, so I deliberately said he was my boyfriend. I was angry with that bad sister."

When Han Mochen heard this, the coldness in his eyes retreated a little.

Nan Xiao held his face with both hands and looked at him seriously.

"I really really have nothing to do with him, and I have never even held hands with him."

Han Mochen's dark eyes looked very calm at the moment. He slowly took her hand off and said nothing.

This made Nan Xiao even more worried.

Xiaobai also sighed repeatedly on the side. He couldn't coax him anymore, and he was so knocked that he almost lost his CP...

After a while, Nan Xiao stood up and told Xiao Bai: "Look at him, I'm going to the toilet and I'll be back soon."

noob:【……】

The host is still in the mood to go to the toilet at this time. He is really heartless. Alas, there is nothing we can do about it. People have three urgent needs.

Before Nan Xiao took a few steps, she heard the sound of something being thrown.

"boom--"

She turned around and saw Han Mochen throwing the bouquet of flowers on the ground, staring at her with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

"If you leave, don't come into my room again. I will never pay attention to you again, and I will never talk to you again!"

He used his childish anger to threaten Nan Xiao.

But at the moment when those words were spoken.

The tears overflowing in his eyes kept falling.

Obviously he said it himself, but when he thought about that scene, his heart ached.

Han Mochen lowered his head, gritted his trembling teeth, and tried to hold back his tears, but large tears fell from his eyes and hit the ground.

It even broke into Nan Xiao’s heart.

She instantly suppressed her urge to urinate, walked over and hugged him into her arms.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I didn't want to leave just now."

"you're lying……"

Han Mochen leaned on her shoulder, feeling aggrieved, tears were pouring out, and even his words were intermittent.

"I... I saw everything just now. You want to leave, you want to leave me, you dislike me..."

Nan Xiao looked at his pitiful appearance, hugged him tightly, and coaxed softly: "No, no, I don't dislike you."

He didn't seem to hear him and continued to talk.

"I'm ignoring you...won't you coax me a little longer? Just for a while, I'll ignore you soon..."

Han Mochen held her hand tightly, his long eyelashes were moist, and his tears began to fall again.

Xiaobai was also infected and raised his paws to rub his eyes.

[Woo woo woo, host, you are really a bad guy...]

She would feel bad if her little cutie cried, but if this stupid system cried, she would only be upset.

Nan Xiao was really speechless. She rubbed her little cute head and sighed slightly.

"I just wanted to go to the toilet."

Han Mochen's cry suddenly stopped, his eyes were still red and his expression was stunned.

"What did you say?"

There's something inexplicably cute about it.

Xiaobai also stopped crying and said in confusion: [Ah? You want to go to the toilet?]

Nan Xiao: “…”

Sooner or later, I will be pissed off by this stupid system!

Xiaobai then remembered that the host had told it about this before, but it turned around and forgot about it.

Just now, it seemed to have scolded the host...

Xiaobai was suddenly too ashamed to see anyone and blocked himself.

After knowing the cause of the incident, Han Mochen stopped crying, stood up quickly, and urged her to go to the toilet.

Nan Xiao was helpless and stayed in the bathroom for a while before coming out.

Han Mochen was seen holding the broken bunch of blue gypsophila with a look of regret on his face.

"I broke the flowers I gave you, I'm sorry..."

His voice was soft and his words were so pitiful that people couldn't bear to blame him.

"It's okay. I like it even if it's broken. As long as it's a gift from Achen, I like it no matter what."

The blue baby's breath is nice, but the roses are too vulgar.

Moreover, she also likes blue.

Nan Xiao went up to hold his hand: "Are you hungry? Do you want to go down to eat?"

Han Mochen shook his head, his eyes washed by tears looked pure and bright, with a bit of hope.

"Can Anan sleep with me?"

Nan Xiao actually slept with him in the end.

Just chatting while covered with a quilt.

"Anan, do you dislike me?"

"I don't mind it."

"Anan, do you love me?"

Nan Xiao gently stroked his head, his hair was very soft.

"I love you, go to sleep."

Han Mochen closed his eyes, and not long after, he suddenly opened them again.

He gently raised his eyes and looked at her: "Anan, do you dislike me?"

Nan Xiao hugged his waist and answered patiently: "I don't dislike it."

"Then do you still love me?"

"like……"

He seemed to feel at ease only after asking this question over and over again and getting the same answer in a row.

Han Mochen felt that he was sick again and fell in love with Nan Xiao. He suffered from a disease called "worrying about gains and losses" and it was difficult to get well again.

It's quiet at night.

Han Mochen glanced at the sleeping person next to him, quietly stood up, and gently closed the door.

At that moment, Nan Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes.

Han Mochen took out a black phone card from a crack in the wall somewhere, inserted it into his mobile phone, and dialed the phone. The voice on the other end was processed.

"boss."

In the darkness, only the faint moonlight shines into the house.

The man's softness and innocence have faded away, his temperament is cold and noble, and his dark eyes are like an abyss.
To be continued...