MTL - The Villain’s Younger Sister-Chapter 17 17th

At noon, after having lunch at Nie's house, Nie An'an talked with Master Nie about some precautions about health, and then said goodbye to leaving.

Everyone from the Nie family sent her to the door of the villa and ordered the driver to take him home safely.

Nie An'an came home and thought she should speak to the other party, but she did n’t have Nie ’s father and Nie ’s mother ’s cell phone, so she sent a message to Nie Chengfeng: “Mr. Nie, I ’m home, please help say to your uncle and aunt, thank them for letting The driver brought me back. "

Nie Chengfeng responded quickly: "Okay."

Immediately, he searched his mother ’s WeChat ‘Maple Maple’ but found no one in the address book.

Nie Chengfeng reluctantly squeezed his eyebrows and called his mother: "Mom, did you delete my WeChat again?"

"Delete WeChat? Nothing! I just unfollowed your Weibo." Nie's mother tongue was natural: "Why suddenly send me a WeChat?"

"An'an just sent me a message and let me report you peace." Nie Chengfeng said, asking, "Why did you take my Weibo?"

"You only have a job on Weibo all day long. Why do I care about it?" Nie's mother tongue was disgusting, but soon, she changed her attitude: "I just forgot about Jia Anan's WeChat. Push me over! "

Nie Chengfeng: "..."

Hanging up the phone, after a while, Nie Chengfeng WeChat rang.

[Wanna want a small cotton-wadded jacket]: "Here. Abandoned face jg"

"Hehe." Nie Chengfeng sneered.

His mother ’s current WeChat nickname has been used for almost eight years since she applied for WeChat, and today, she ’s just met Nie Anan, and even her WeChat nickname has changed?

She likes girls so much, why didn't she have a second child?

Although there was such a little emotion in his heart, Nie Chengfeng quickly pushed Nie Anan's WeChat signal to his mother.

After receiving it, there was no half thank you, the news seemed to sink into the sea.

At this moment, Nie Mu was excited to chat with Nie Anan, and praised Nie Anan's circle of friends one by one.

Nie Anan's circle of friends is set to be visible in January, which is the dynamic since she passed through.

There are no selfies in it, but all are gourmet.

This is a habit left by her previous life. She treats the circle of friends as a record book, taking a picture of daily meals, and also recording her nutritional mix in the past month.

And Nie Mu has saved all the pictures one by one on her mobile phone.

In the evening, it rained in the sky, and the summer rain came, and it got worse. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, you can see the water vapor like ripples outside.

When Huo Yanxiao returned home, the rainstorm had swept across the city.

He stopped the car and walked into the villa, looking at the fireworks coming from the kitchen, his indifference on his face seemed to be much softer.

Because the wind and rain outside were so loud, Nie An'an did not hear Huo Yanxiao's voice opening the door at all.

When she was ready for dinner, she saw the man wearing a light-colored home clothes, leaning against the door and looking at herself.

She suddenly opened her eyes a bit, and walked over: "Brother."

Huo Yanxiao pressed the head with some pain, raised his hand and rubbed Nie An'an's hair: "How was your interview with Nie's today?"

Nie Anan nodded: "Very good, they are very satisfied with my profession. Auntie has just said that I will be formally hired."

"Okay, from next month, go there to join the job." Huo Yanxiao said: "An An, I promised the" Gold Medal Inn "program group today, I will go next time."

Nie An'an was a bit surprised, because the book mentioned that Huo Yanxiao actually didn't like to be exposed in front of the media camera, let alone what variety show he participated in.

So what did he promise this time?

It seems that in order to confuse Nie Anan, Huo Yanxiao said: "My recent merger and acquisition case is a bit complicated and may need to improve the corporate image."

Nie An'an blinked, and she understood something.

Huo Yanxiao's reputation has not been good because he has acquired many companies. In addition, his previous dealings with the media were conducted in a simple and crude manner. Therefore, it is estimated that the impression of Huo's in the industry is not friendly.

However, if Huo Yanxiao participates in the show, he behaves easily and is likely to save the personal and company image and enhance the confidence of the partners in Huo's.

However, Nie Anan thought that his brother's easy-goingness was too small.

But no matter what, Huo Yanxiao's handsome and angry face should be able to attract a large number of fans even if he is cold.

The thought of one's elder brother is likely to be liked by many female fans, Nie An'an always feels a bit sour.

Hey, this possessiveness is not good.

The siblings sat down for dinner, and Huo Yanxiao went to wash the dishes as usual.

But shortly after he entered, the sound of broken dishes was heard in the kitchen.

Nie Anan was shocked and hurried over. Huo Yanxiao has calmly picked up the pieces of porcelain from the ground and explained to her: "I just slipped by hand, it's okay."

The light in the kitchen was bright, but Nie Anan always felt that the man in front of him looked a little abnormally pale.

She didn't know if she had read it wrong, observed it for a few seconds, and saw Huo Yanxiao acting as usual, then turned and left, only feeling that she was thinking too much.

After all, the book mentions that Huo Yanxiao is in good health. If it was not infected with the virus last, it would definitely be the kind of body that can live to 99.

And she has always been able to observe the physical condition of the other person from the face, and can also confirm that Huo Yanxiao's body has no problems.

So, as usual, she went upstairs to watch the news and video, and after waiting for time, she did some post-dinner exercise and went to take a bath.

The wind and rain outside was still very strong. In the next room, Huo Yanxiao resisted his headache and checked the final merger and acquisition plan again. Then he signed his name.

Really unbearable, he stood up, leaned on the sofa, and pressed **** the pain.

The thunderstorm outside seemed to bring him back to that rainy night ...

Some pictures are constantly raging in his mind, causing him to feel a little numb. There are similar black and white snowflakes in front of him, and it will gradually cover the entire sight.

Just then, an anxious voice broke through the darkness and broke into Huo Yanxiao's world: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Nie An'an just blown his head, but the more he thought, the more he felt that Huo Yanxiao was a bit wrong, because he seemed to press his head several times while eating.

In addition, his strength and balance ability are very good, even if it is slippery, it should not be unstable.

So she dropped her hair and ran to Huo Yanxiao's room.

But the door was open, but he was not there, but there was light in the study.

Pushing open the door of the study, she saw Huo Yanxiao sitting on the sofa with a pained expression.

His face was pale, his eyes closed, and his raised eyebrows revealed his uncomfortableness at the moment. The sharpened face had faded away from the strong and cold air field in his daily life, which seemed a little fragile.

"Brother." Nie An'an hurried over and reached out to touch his forehead. "Where are you uncomfortable?"

Huo Yanxiao opened his eyes slowly, the black and white snowflakes still flashed in front of him, and Nie Anan's face was a little fuzzy in that snowflake.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Headache."

After hearing that, Nie An'an quickly walked behind Huo Yanxiao, and his fingers fell on his head: "Brother, let me massage it for you."

He did not refuse, but leaned completely on the back of the sofa and massaged by Nie Anan behind him.

Her fingers were soft but strong, and along his meridian acupoints, her pain was taken away a little, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.

The memory of that night slowly faded like a tide, and those cruel pasts seemed to be buried in his mind again. The body gradually warmed up, and the snowflakes in front of it gradually dissipated.

"An'an, come here." Huo Yanxiao pointed to the position beside him.

Nie Anan didn't stop with her fingers: "Brother, does your head hurt?"

"No," he said, "sit with me for a while."

Nie Anan nodded, walked around the sofa beside Huo Yanxiao, and sat down.

The man beside him still had his eyes closed, but the whole man had completely relaxed.

Under the light, his eyes were clear, because he slightly raised his head and the protruding throat knot reminded her of the snow mountain ice peaks that he had seen in the past.

From the jaw line to the chest, the line outlines a beautiful arc, which is rare and fragile, and the abstinence reveals the sexiness that makes women crazy.

Nie An'an felt a bit indifferent.

Such a good-looking brother is probably the best welfare for her to come to this world.

She sat quietly with him, beginning to be quite energetic, but her biological clock has been very regular, so not long after, Nie Anan's little head began to repeat the chicken pecking action.

Eyelids were fighting, and in the end, she didn't know how she slept.

Only in the dimness, I felt that my head finally found a safe and warm support, allowing her to completely relax and sleep.

Huo Yanxiao felt the shoulder sink in the dimness, and then, a slight sweet taste broke into the nose.

He turned his head and looked at the girl who was resting on his shoulder.

She was obviously very sleepy, and just hummed slightly, and continued to sleep sweetly.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelashes resembling two small fans, and two delicate shadows fell quietly in the eye socket.

Her lips were slightly stretched, and there seemed to be water stains on the corners of her lips.

Huo Yanxiao's lip corner ticked slightly, seeming to be helpless, then closed his eyes and continued to close his eyes and keep his soul.

Originally, she planned to wait for Nie An'an to sleep more and hug her back to the room, but did not expect that Huo Yanxiao himself fell asleep.

Waking up again, it was more than an hour later.

Huo Yanxiao's shoulder has already had a water stain.

He carefully let Nie An'an's head slide to the corner of his arm, and then passed the other hand through her knee and hugged the person.

In her room, he gently put her on the bed and gave her a good quilt.

The girl in the quilt slept quietly, her small face exposed outside was well-behaved, and the skin under the light was so tender that she could not see the slightest pores, just like the jelly that children love to eat.

"An'an, good night." Huo Yanxiao stood up and left the room lightly.

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