After saying that, he made a zipper gesture with his mouth, and stood aside obediently, fanning him quietly.
Feng Zhiyou's brows were pinched tightly. He was used to being alone. Suddenly, there was someone standing next to him, and his eyes subconsciously turned that way.
He saw the little bean sprout shaking the folding fan with both hands, but his eyes flickered from left to right, looking around.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Ah?" Si Nannan turned his head, "I have nothing to do, what can I do? I feel embarrassed to eat, live, and use you, so I want to do something for you. What."
Feng Zhiyou pulled her lips: "Are you still embarrassed?"
This smile was one part sarcasm, three parts questioning, and four parts teasing, and it was completely teasing her.
Si Nannan heard it, and his cheeks couldn't help but turn red. He was angry, but he suppressed it and didn't show it.
What's the meaning?
Do you look down on her?
Although she is still young, she also has a backbone, okay? I still have some shame when I live under someone else's roof.
"You go about your business, I will prove it to you." Si Nannan put away the folding fan and ground it for him eagerly. After grinding for a while, he went to make tea again. When the tea came, he found a feather duster. Swishing dust everywhere.
Climbing here, rubbing there; shaking here, sweeping there.
In the large study room, her little figure was very busy. When Feng Zhiyou read the book, he would always catch a glimpse of her shadow flickering back and forth from the corner of his eye.
Unconsciously, his eyes gradually shifted from Zhezi to her, without even realizing it...
She was running around like a hard-working bee.
One moment he was poking at the paintings he had collected and muttering something to comment on; the other moment he was turning the candlestick as if he was looking for some secret passage; the next moment he was standing on a stool to reach for the books on the high shelf.
He stepped on his feet and stretched out his hands, but the five-and-a-half-year-old man couldn't reach it.
After jumping hard for a few times, he suddenly stepped on the wrong foot:
"ah!"
The man's dark eyes darkened, and he darted towards her like an arrow. He grabbed her by the back collar with one hand and threw her face down to the ground before she was even half an inch away.
Si Nannan was shocked.
"Get out!" Feng Zhiyou dropped her.
Si Nannan was stunned, "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry, I just want to help you tidy up. You can go and do it. I'll just sit there and read, and I won't move."
She straightened her loose collar and was a little shocked, but from the angle Feng Zhiyou looked down at, she could just see the string around her neck and the red jade pendant worn by the string.
I don't know what I thought of, but the air conditioner around my body turned three points colder.
"Get out!" When he spoke again, he was so sinister and frightening, "Don't let me say it a third time."
This unsightly little bean sprout will only disturb his thoughts here, and it will do nothing but help.
How dare you wear the same jade pendant as him!
"I'm so good to you, Dong Plateau," he pinched her delicate throat and grabbed the string, his sharp eyes like an eagle seeming to shoot a hole through her, "from now on, if you let me see you again, Even if it's just a rope, I will kill you!"
After that, he threw her out.
The door slammed shut, and Si Nannan stood outside in a daze, completely confused.
What's up with him?
Why did you suddenly get so angry?
The jade pendant around her neck has been worn close to her body since she could remember it, and she never took it off even when taking a shower. Why did this jade pendant attract him?
