The wealthy and wealthy petite wife

Chapter 32 The Happy Shangguan Zitong (1)
After finishing speaking, she deliberately buried her head in Zitong's shoulder, obviously feeling that the body under her head became much stiffer, but this girl's body smells really good.

Zitong froze there, never had a boy been so close to him, not even his brother, and he seemed really sad, "Well, Nangongya, I'm not unhappy to see you, I'm just a little surprised." In fact, she forgot the more basic thing, her room was locked last night, how did he get in.

"cliff"

"What?" Mu Ming was puzzled by Zitong's sudden sentence.

"Call me Ya from now on." Zitong finally understood what he meant after a while, and looked at this boy who looked mature but was very childish with some amusement, and suddenly felt warm in his heart. He understands something, but still can't understand it. What is he to himself?

After a while, he noticed the ambiguous posture of the two, "Got it, get out of the way, I want to get up." Zitong's face was a little hot, and he hurriedly pushed away the person on his body and ran into the bathroom.

Looking at her empty embrace, Nangongya felt a little strange, really wanted to keep holding her like that, looked at the direction where she was leaving, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and then slowly looked around where she was. this room.

A very simple room, not at all like a girl's room, with few things, as if ready to leave at any time, Nangong Ya frowned slightly, always feeling weird and unable to explain why, the one beside the bed The photo caught his attention. There were three people on it. One could vaguely tell that it was his good friend Shangguan Ziqi, and the other was smiling happily. It was Zitong who fled into the bathroom just now. So could that beautiful woman belong to Ziqi and Zitong? mother?
From the photo, it can be seen that the woman is very young and quite beautiful. There is already a faint shadow of her on Zitong's face. At this time, he can't help but feel a little distressed. He has vaguely heard Ziqi talk about family affairs. , but he never asked about the specifics. He only knew that this beautiful woman passed away when Zitong was only nine years old, and that Zitong also became different due to a fever at that time, but he wondered what happened. not very clear.

Suddenly the photo in his hand disappeared, Nangongya looked up and saw Zitong standing at the door of the bathroom, who had finished grooming, looking at the photo in his hand with defensive eyes, Nangongya suddenly took it in a panic, he didn't like Zitong like this, She doesn't like Zitong who looks at her with defensive eyes.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to step forward and hug the person in front of him fiercely, trying to wipe away the defense in her eyes with his own warmth.

But before he could do that, the two villains in front of him had already snatched the photo that was still in his arms the last moment.

The eyes that were slightly defensive a moment ago have calmed down at this moment, maybe because he noticed his inexplicable temper, Zitong quietly wiped the dust off the photo, his eyes were so focused.

The silence between the two made Nangongya feel tormented in his heart. At this moment, Nangongya suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was far away from him, as if she would disappear at any time. This feeling of uneasiness was the first time in his history. A totally unfamiliar body perception.

"Zitong, I..."

"It's okay, I overreacted myself." Gently looking at the photo in his hand, Zitong's drooping face was seriously filled with unshed tears.

(End of this chapter)