Chapter 1320 Thoughtful

But I can't.

He has no reason or excuse now, which makes him look more abrupt and will definitely scare her.

And in front of her, his words and actions must be as few as possible.

It's easy to be discovered.

He must not let anyone know except his brother-in-law when he does this secretly.

Especially this little girl, otherwise how can she feel at ease.

When she was about to enter the apartment, he quickly jumped in from the window on the second floor through the tree behind the apartment and went directly into his bedroom.

After he quickly changed his clothes, he couldn't wait to open the door.

But then he noticed that there was a scratch on his hand after taking off the gloves. This was when he jumped out of the window before, he accidentally scratched it on the tree, and even pierced the palm inside.

"Damn it!"

Sanno cursed, then closed the door again, went to the bathroom and took out the iodine she bought to rinse it a few times. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and there was no bleeding after rinsing with iodine.

Gauze and other things can't be used, it's too obvious.

Sannuo changed into a black sweater with long sleeves, and the sleeves half covered his palms, and then he came out.

At this time, An Xiaoyang had already returned.

She washed and changed her slippers and was going upstairs, like a little turtle, covering her abdomen with one hand, slightly arching her body, biting her pale lips, and climbing up little by little.

An Xiaoyang heard the sound of his door opening, and she was startled and looked up.

He woke up?

Sannuo came out and saw her look like she had just come back from outside, and her eyes widened, "Where have you been? Why didn't you look for me in the middle of the night and wait for me to go with you."

Sannuo certainly knew why, whether it was the former or the latter.

But he still had to ask.

An Xiaoyang leaned against the inner wall, her face was pale, but a faint smile appeared on her lips, which was very far-fetched, "I went out to buy something, it doesn't matter, I looked for you, but you seemed to be sleeping..."

Sannuo felt guilty.

He walked in front of her and put the little girl in his shadow. At that time, he couldn't scold her or be mean to her. He was so distressed that he didn't have time.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear it, but if there is a next time, wait for me, okay? Compared with you going out, sleeping is nothing. Otherwise, if something happens to you alone outside, I will feel guilty and regret it." Sannuo said seriously.

She leaned against the wall and nodded gently, "Okay."

Her voice was weak and powerless.

She wanted to continue going upstairs, but Sannuo blocked her in front of her, as if there was something he hadn't done or something he wanted to say.

She took a small step up the stairs and looked at him who was blocking her.

Sannuo held his breath slightly and stared at her, "Is it... painful?"

When this was said, An Xiaoyang was stunned.

Then he lowered his eyelids slightly, and his face seemed a little dry and red.

It seemed that he didn't expect Sannuo to be so powerful that he could see that she was having her period.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, but Sannuo suddenly leaned over and said, "Hold my neck tight."

The next second, she screamed, and her little body was directly picked up by him horizontally, curled up in his arms, and was carried upstairs by him in big strides.

She hugged his neck tightly unconsciously, and at this moment, she was relying on him wholeheartedly.

Relying on this boy.

This boy, sometimes passionate and energetic, sometimes young and mature, sometimes rebellious and lonely, sometimes gentle and considerate.

Gentle and considerate, just like now.

He came to her room, put her gently on the bed, and whispered in her ear, "Wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

She nodded obediently, and her little hands unconsciously grasped the quilt tightly.

The roots of her ears were hot.

Sannuo left quickly afterwards, and then took out a phone. He wanted to call his sister, but suddenly felt it was inappropriate. If his sister knew that a girl lived with him, it would be over.

He thought about it and called the aunt who came to take care of them every day.

Soon, he followed his aunt's instructions, prepared brown sugar and ginger slices, and started to boil water.

Everything was done according to his aunt's instructions. Ten minutes later, the taste of the boiled water was exceptionally authentic, and the smell of ginger soup was fragrant.

He boiled it in a small porcelain pot, and then took a wet towel to cushion the way upstairs, and then came down to get a spoon and a small bowl.

At that time, An Xiaoyang had already cleaned up from the bathroom and changed into pajamas. She wanted to lie down and rest for a while, but she didn't expect that San Nuo would personally boil ginger sugar water for her.

Seeing him busy up and down the stairs, when he finally sat down beside her bed, he had a thin layer of sweat on his body. He panted slightly, and his breath was hot.

"Come on, get up slowly, it's better to drink some ginger sugar water."

He gently helped her sit up.

And An Xiaoyang's heart had already been moved.

Her parents were gone long ago, and the children of poor families had to take care of the family early. She had always been a tough person who survived all the big and small things. How could anyone take care of her like this?

Moreover, before she met Sanno, she didn't believe in so-called love or men.

So she never thought that she would be loved like this one day.

She had never touched such beauty, but after touching it, she would remember it in her bones for the rest of her life, but he was too good, so good that she felt it was unreal.

I don't know if it will always be like this between them.

After all, she had never had it before, and the sudden arrival would make her worry about gains and losses.

He blew gently and fed her mouthful by mouthful. In this long and quiet night, no one spoke, but there seemed to be deep emotions flowing between them.

After drinking the ginger sugar water, An Xiaoyang's abdomen suddenly became hot, the pain in the abdomen was reduced a lot, and the whole body felt much more comfortable.

After drinking two small bowls, she couldn't drink anymore, and San Nuo directly drank the remaining ginger sugar water with her bowl. After drinking it, he broke out in a thin sweat and felt particularly comfortable.

An Xiaoyang looked at him with a little concern and blushed slightly.

When San Nuo looked back again, An Xiaoyang was getting up and getting off the ground wrapped in clothes.

"Wait, why are you getting up if you don't go to bed early?" San Nuo hurriedly stopped him.

An Xiaoyang was stunned, then whispered, "I'm much better, it's okay... I haven't finished the math test for tonight..."

After saying this, San Nuo couldn't help but sneer, then he carried her little body back to the bed regardless of anything, pressed her body that wanted to get up with one hand, pulled the thin quilt up, wrapped her up, tucked the quilt in, leaving only the delicate and white face.

"Don't worry about this, just leave it to me."

"But-"

"No buts, if you don't rest quickly, believe it or not, I will tear up your test paper!?"

"Don't...!" She said hurriedly.

"Then you just be good... um?"

After San Nuo finished speaking, he leaned over slightly, supported his hands on both sides of her body, and breathed close to her.

She instantly shrank into the quilt shyly, not daring to move.

San Nuo raised the corner of his lips, then suddenly got up, walked to the door and closed it.

Then he returned to the table. There was only one lamp on in the bedroom. He tried to avoid the light from her. After adjusting it, he took out her papers and pen, waved his hand, and started writing.

An Xiaoyang on the bed opened his eyes slightly.

Under the cold moonlight, beside the table, a boy wearing a black hoodie and sweatshirt, with dark and slightly messy hair, a handsome and angular profile, was looking down at the picture of him writing papers with a pen... Time is always frozen at a moment.

Engraved in her mind.

That was the boy she liked in her girlhood.

The best boy.

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In just forty minutes at night, Sano finished two sets of papers and then stretched.

He yawned and got up.

He looked at the little man on the bed.

She had already fallen asleep, lying there obediently, her little body curled up slightly sideways, facing his direction, and just like before, she slept very quietly, like a docile little kitten.

Sanno should have walked out the door and left here directly.

But he walked over, half squatted, looked at her quietly by the bed, gently touched her soft short hair, and stared at her little face.

White forehead, small and delicate nose, a pair of charming big eyes, and seductive cherry mouth.

It's very strange, her facial features are obviously very beautiful, but when combined together, they are not so amazing, only fair and delicate.

However, she has such a pair of big eyes, and when they are red and flashing with tears, they are particularly distressing.

It makes him unbearable.

She is very attractive, and the more you look at her, the more beautiful she is.

Sanno couldn't help but sneak over when she was asleep.

After the secret kiss, seeing that she didn't respond, he kissed her again.

Like the favorite candy when he was a child, the taste was sweet and wonderful, making him unable to stop.

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He fell, and he did not leave at night.

That night, he was particularly dependent on her.

He pushed her little body a little further inward, and he lay on the outside of the bed in a black hoodie and casual sweatpants, like a tall wall of flesh, preventing her from falling down, and at the same time protecting her petite inside.

She covered herself with a quilt, but he did not, and gently hugged her. Just guarding her to sleep peacefully like this, he was satisfied and sweet enough.

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The next day.

She fell asleep early last night, and got up early.

When An Xiaoyang was about to wake up in a daze, he felt that his chest was a little stuffy, not very comfortable, and heavy. He didn't know what his hand suddenly touched, and he was suddenly stunned.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

The next second, what caught his eye was the messy black hair.

His head was pressed on his chest, and his big hands were hugging her.

An Xiaoyang's face turned red instantly. He didn't understand why after a night, he not only didn't leave, but actually climbed onto his bed -!