Invite a fox fairy 36

"Qianqian, the rice is in the pot...Nan Cen?!!"

The bedroom door opened and Zhang's mother turned around with a smile. Unexpectedly, what came out was a tall, handsome boy who didn't look like a real person!

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at the door and then at the boy: "You, you."

I'm a little confused, I don't know what's going on?

She remembers that the child didn't come yesterday, right? And just now when she went to call someone, there was a Qianqian response in the house, right?

Her mind was in a mess, and Mother Zhang had a bad premonition: "Nan Cen, when did you come? Where is Qian Qian?"

The young man closed the door and walked forward with a smile: "Qianqian is still resting. I came last night."

He was wearing simple white T-shirt casual trousers and had fine black hair. He was extremely handsome. The clothes he wore looked expensive, and he looked like he had been well-educated.

Nan Cen looked apologetic: "I'm sorry for disturbing you, please don't mind me, uncle and aunt."

Zhang’s mother waved her hands hurriedly: “I don’t mind, I don’t mind. It’s not too late for us to welcome you.”

Looking at the young man with his eyes, I just felt that the young man was too good-looking, beautiful and sensible. I didn't know how their family was brought up?

Zhang Xiaodi was also very happy and pulled Nan Cen to play games.

He still remembered the last time he played a game with Nan Cen.

"Why are you beating me? Nan Cen hasn't eaten yet, let's eat first." Zhang's mother slapped her son away.

Zhang Xiaodi wasn't angry either. He smiled and took Nan Cen to wash up.

He leaned against the door and saw the young man's elegant movements. He looked at the living room and whispered, "Brother Nancen, are you my sister's boyfriend?"

Nan Cen paused and turned to look at him: "Guess."

Zhang Xiaodi slapped his thigh with a proud expression on his face: "I guess so."

He came over and said with a smile: "Every time I call my sister, I can hear your voice. Brother Nancen, do you live so close?"

Nan Cen raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, washed the towel and walked out: "You will know next time you go to Haishi."

Brother Zhang was surprised: "Why are you going?"

Nan Cen walked straight to Xihe's door, opened the door, and pushed Zhang Xiaodi out who wanted to poke his head out: "Stay outside."

The door closes.

Nan Cen walked to the bed and carefully wiped the woman's face and hands with a towel.

"Don't make trouble."

The white and tender hand pushed him, but the woman didn't even open her eyes.

Nan Cen smiled softly, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, tucked the quilt away, turned around and went out.

After a while, Zhang’s mother finally remembered what was strange. Nan Cen said he arrived last night, so where did he sleep that night? Who opened the door for him? Why did he come out of Qianqian's room in the morning.

And when she called someone, she could faintly hear the sound of sobbing.

Mother Zhang...

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

She looked at Nan Cen and saw him walking in and out of her daughter's room with towels and food. He was so blatant that even a fool would know something was wrong.

Zhang's mother went to Zhang's father: "Old Zhang..."

If this is true, isn't my daughter bullying someone? Ouch, what can I do?

Zhang's father kept his eyes on the TV and swatted her hand away: "What are you doing?"

Mother Zhang opened her mouth, but closed it again. Maybe, what if it wasn't what she thought? How about she just take a look and talk?

When Xihe finally got up at noon, Zhang's mother stared at her and Nan Cen.

Sure enough, this observation revealed a clue,