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Chapter 7

One week after Ning Mo's birthday, Fog Nongnong finally waited for the day to call Feng Ziluo. If he called early, he might appear too impatient, and if he called too late, he couldn't wait. One week was already the limit.

Feng Ziluo drank the rose tea gracefully, while Wu Nongnong was thinking a thousand times in his heart, how could he get around to Ning Mo's reaction to the birthday gift he gave him?Let's talk about the weather first?Talk about fashion again?And talk about clothes?Then... there is no way around it.

Wu Nongnong had no choice but to get straight to the point, "Thank you for bringing me a gift to Ning Mo that day." Wu Nongnong couldn't imagine that the only person she could think of who could help her was Feng Ziluo.

This is the consequence of not paying attention to cultivating sisters.

"I'm also very surprised that you would look for me, but I'm very happy. Well, Ning Mo treated you like that, why do you still..." Feng Ziluo was very curious, Wu Nongnong has always been an arrogant and sensitive person.

Wu Nongnong artificially smiled sadly, at this moment silence speaks louder.

After a while, Fog Nongnong changed the subject, with great sense of proportion. "Does he still like the gift?" Yu Wunong said that she asked this way because she felt that speaking directly would save time, and facing Feng Ziluo for a long time always made Wu Nongnong uncomfortable. Nong couldn't be friendly to her, and when she remembered that Ning Mo always looked at Feng Ziluo differently, she hated Feng Ziluo even more.

And this sentence was for Feng Ziluo, it was a sentence that broke through her defenses, and a flood of sympathy rushed out.

Feng Ziluo slowly picked up the teacup, remembering what happened that day.

Ning Mo has always had the temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away. Even though he is smiling at you gently, you will feel that approaching him may make him unhappy, but he seems to be nice to himself and Lu Yu.

Feng Ziluo walked forward holding Lu Yu's hand, and handed her gift to Ning Mo. Ning Mo took it with a smile, and solemnly handed it to the assistant, and then said, "Why didn't Xiao Yuanyuan come?" Lu Yu explained , Lu Xiaoyuan went back to grandma's house.

"This is a birthday present from Nong Nong." Feng Ziluo handed over another gift.

Ning Mo didn't even look at it, he just smiled and chatted with Lu Yu, the assistant beside him had already accepted the gift thoughtfully, like many gifts that Ning Mo didn't value, heaped them among the workers.

Feng Ziluo felt that the possibility of Ning Mo opening Wu Nongnong's gift was extremely low.

"He likes it very much." Feng Ziluo smiled gracefully.

"Oh." Wu Nongnong is also a smart person. It would be a pity that Ning Mo would like such an inconspicuous T-shirt, not to mention when he was overjoyed, but since others comforted herself, she You can't be ungrateful.It's just that there is no news, which is really not conducive to her plan for the next step, so she is a little melancholy.

"Nong Nong, do you like Ning Mo?"

Feng Ziluo was so forthright, it was the first time Wu Nongnong found out.But she really didn't know how to answer this sentence, because she really wanted to know the meaning behind Feng Ziluo's question.

"It's not something to be ashamed of to like Ning Mo, isn't he worth it?" Feng Ziluo took a sip of tea.

Foggy eyelashes fanned slightly, eyes blinked, and she couldn't agree with Feng Ziluo's words, Zhang Ailing said "Love is not worth it."

"Then why didn't you like Ning Mo but Lu Yu at the beginning?" Wu Nongnong suddenly became very gossipy, and it was the first time that he sympathized with the enemy to have such a deep-level chicken soup dialogue, which felt very novel.If Feng Ziluo had liked Ning Mo back then, and Lu Yu and himself, what a perfect couple they would have been.

Feng Ziluo smiled slightly and shook her head.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Feng Ziluo looked at the thick fog with inquiring eyes.

Fog Nongnong struggled in his heart, whether to answer whether he likes it or not, this is a question of strategy.If you want to say the word "like", it seems particularly awkward, and the foggy face is blushing from the hesitation.

"Okay, I got it." Feng Ziluo patted his foggy hand.

(End of this chapter)