"Yes." Gou stupidly pursed his lips and nodded. The sun that belonged to her finally came.

Just after dinner that night, someone was mercilessly rushed upstairs.

"Go back to rest." Yan Zhendao.

"But I still want to watch TV." Gou stupidly holds the hot water bag.

"You have a TV in your room." In fact, she just wanted to be with Yan Zhen.

"OK..." No more excuses could be found. She could only go upstairs with a melancholy face.

However, Yan Zhen pretended not to care and followed her upstairs.

"Are you going to work in the study?" Gou can't help but ask stupidly. He slows down.

"No." Yan Zhen replied, holding her small hand.

"What is that?" She does not understand of ask, the warmth of his palm spreads, warm.

"Go back to your bedroom with you and watch TV." Yan Zhen's serious way is hard to get a soft touch on his resolute face.

"Good." When I listened to her, I felt happy. Since they were together, he has become more and more gentle. It's really satisfying to hold her in the palm of my hand all the time.

"Let's go." Yan Zhendao, led Gou to her room, she hurriedly went to play the TV, and then sat cross legged on the sofa to watch with him, while changing the TV channel.

"What kind of TV series do you like to watch?" I asked as I changed channels.

"I can do it. You choose what you like." Yan Zhendao.

"Well then..." Gou stupidly said that she usually only saw that Yan Zhen was very concerned about the financial and dark Xia Empire affairs, and rarely watched other channels, so follow her preferences, because she could not understand what Yan Zhen read.

"Is it cold or not?" Yan Zhen asked with concern that there was a big wind coming in from the balcony, blowing the floor curtain.

"All right." As she entered the summer, she felt fine.

But maybe it's because of my physiological period that I can't help shivering when I blow this cold wind.

"Wait for me." Yan Zhendao got up, closed the floor window, turned around and walked to her cloakroom. When he came out again, he had a thin blanket in his hand and covered her.

"That's good." He is very satisfied.

"Thank you..." Is Yan Zhen really so considerate? He used to look like a straight man? As expected, I found the treasure.

Yan Zhen sits down at will to her side, then stretches her long arm, scoops her into the bosom, "rests comfortably some."

"Well..." I'm stunned by my stupidity. Is this person too flirtatious? Her girlish form fell in an instant.

On the same day, Yan Zhen watched TV with her all the time and saw that at nine o'clock in the evening, they held hands with each other until more than nine o'clock.

Although he didn't say a few more words, she really felt that Yan Zhen cared about her.

"But it still hurts?" When the TV play is over, Yan Zhen looks at her tenderly.

"Well, it's OK. It's not so painful." Gou stupidly blushed and replied, at last he buried his head on his shoulder shyly, which was very sticky.

"It's late. Go to have a rest, keep up your spirit, and go to school tomorrow." Yan Zhendao, then he pulled out Gou stupidly.

"Well I see. " "I want to lean on Yan Zhen for a while.