Chapter 47: One-on-one

Chapter Forty Seven
Xie Ning was really frightened.
His brain was blank at the moment, and he didn't even notice the whispers of Zhuang Yan and Ms. Qiao, and his hands were involuntarily twisted on the pajamas.
"I... I'll go up and change my pajamas." After a long while, Xie Ning squeezed out a word.
Ms. Qiao beckoned to him, her tone was the rare gentleness of Zhuang Yan: "Where is it necessary to see the outside world, how to wear it comfortably, and there are no outsiders here."
She was "at home" and "no outsiders". Not to mention Xie Ning was dumbfounded. Even Zhuang Yan pulled her sleeves under the table to signal her to curb a little.
Ms. Qiao gave Zhuang Yan an angry look. Seeing Xie Ning's restrained expression, she hurriedly reduced her enthusiasm to 10 points.
"I mean..." She explained, "With your grandfather's friendship with our family, the two are like a family."
Xie Ning still had doubts, but he barely accepted the argument.
He was made nervous by Ms. Qiao's raid. He was afraid of her misunderstanding for a while, and he didn't know what she was afraid of.
Seeing him standing awkwardly, and afraid that he would be hungry, Zhuang Yan got up and pulled him to the table: "Eat breakfast first, so that you can't eat anything at noon."
Xie Ning has a small appetite, eats late for breakfast, and can't eat anything by noon. It's okay to go to work at ordinary times, but this problem manifests itself on weekends.
Because he ate hot pot last night, Zhuang Yan cooked him earlier today to nourish his stomach, so he didn't want him to eat too greasy every day.
As soon as Xie Ning sat down, Ms. Qiao grabbed him and started chatting: "I heard Zhuang Yan say, did you live here recently?"
Xie Ning was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Zhuang Yan, who gave him a soothing look.
Only then did he feel relieved, and nodded to Ms. Qiao, and said vaguely: "...Hmm."
Before Xie Ning came out, Ms. Qiao had a confession with Zhuang Yan. What could be said, what could be asked, and what could not be made clear for fear of frightening him.
I must let Xie Ning know that Ms. Qiao is thinking about the wedding, for fear that she will bury herself in the quilt and dare not come out for a long time.
After Ms. Qiao learned about Zhuang Yan's thoughts, she wanted to mock him for kidnapping people at home, but she didn't make any progress at all. Now she saw Xie Ning and she was a little stunned.
But her face is still calm and calm: "It's like being in your own home here. Don't be embarrassed. If Zhuang Yan bullies you, you can tell me that I will help you teach him."
Zhuang Yan gave her a dumbfounded look: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Ms. Qiao had almost eaten, put down the spoon, and slowly said, "Did I say anything? You don't know what your temper is? I don't know how to restrain myself. How many things have caused me since childhood."
Zhuang Yan: "..."
Xie Ning pursed her lower lip and couldn't help but smile: "He didn't bully me."
Ms. Qiao turned to look at him, her face full of disbelief: "Really?"
"Really." Xie Ning nodded, trying to say a few good things in front of Ms. Joe, but he was not good at words at first, and finally only squeezed out one sentence, "He is very good to me."
Ms. Qiao's eyes lit up and she wanted to ask what a good way.
However, Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Ms. Qiao was afraid that he would turn into anger, so she said indifferently: "That's fine."
When Xie Ning finished eating, he was still awkward and hurried upstairs to change clothes.
Although he didn't go outside, and it was normal to wear pajamas, he felt that this body was not solemn enough in front of Ms. Qiao.
Ms. Qiao doesn't mind, but no matter how much she is an elder, Xie Ning feels that she can't be too casual.
As soon as he walked upstairs in a hurry, Ms. Qiao pulled Zhuang Yan aside for interrogation: "What's the situation with you and Ningning..."
Zhuang Yan smiled: "Just as I told you before."
Ms. Qiao pressed her forehead: "How long have we known each other..."
She seemed to think of something: "At the time of the Chinese New Year, I felt something was wrong, even when you made him anxious."
Zhuang Yan added: "Actually, I knew each other years ago."
Ms. Qiao glanced at him: "No wonder you were rushing to give gifts to Mr. Xie at that time. I think you are sensible, and your feelings are selfish."
Zhuang Yan: "You can't say that. Why should I run my legs."
Ms. Qiao smiled: "Xie's family... Originally, your grandfather's generation had a better friendship, but now there is nothing to do with each other. It seems that I have to go to the compound more in the past two days."
Zhuang Yan asked, "Xie Ning's parents...are they easy to get along with?" He took the opportunity to get some news from Ms. Qiao.
"Not very familiar." Ms. Qiao answered honestly, "Your dad and his dad may have played together when they were young. When they get married and start a business, the friendship has faded, and it will be celebrated every New Year. Your grandfather will give Father Xie Give something."
Zhuang Yan was a little disappointed: "That's it."
Ms. Qiao said in an unpleasant manner: "If you really have any friendship, you and Xie Ning can only meet at this age?"
Zhuang Yan pretended to sigh, "I thought I could have a fingertip for marriage or something, wouldn't it be done on TV?"
Ms. Joe was dumb for a while.
But she thought slowly for a while, and she really remembered another thing.
"There is no way to get married by fingertips. But you and Xie Ning, you should have met when you were very young." Ms. Qiao said uncertainly.
Zhuang Yan was curious: "When?"
Ms. Qiao thought for a while: "When Xie Ning was born a few months ago, your grandfather took us to Xie's house."
Zhuang Yan recalled seriously, but in the end he couldn't remember anything: "I have no impression at all."
"How old were you then." Ms. Qiao gave him a funny look. "It's not easy to walk, how can I remember anything."
Zhuang Yan is two years older than Xie Ning, and Xie Ning was not yet the age to remember when he was born.
Zhuang Yan sighed: "Then I am not at a loss."
Ms. Qiao said: "Ningning was cute when she was a child, unlike you, so mischievous."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Do you remember what he looked like when he was a child?"
In fact, of course I don’t remember. She had been to Xie’s house more than 20 years ago. She had been thinking about it for a long time before she barely remembered such an event. How could she recall Xie Ning’s appearance when she was a child.
But this does not prevent Ms. Qiao from burying Tai Zhuangyan: "Yes, I am envious of it. I wish he was my son."
Zhuang Yan said calmly and calmly: "Then you are not at a loss now. This is called... one get one free?"
Ms. Qiao sneered: "You chase the person to your hand first, and then tell me that you are not at a loss. Then I will treat him as my son, and you will go."
Zhuang Yan made a decision, knowing that Ms. Qiao had accepted Xie Ning sincerely.
He wasn't surprised, she liked Shainin at first.
Ms. Qiao had lunch before leaving. Zhuang Yan still cooked the lunch. Ms. Qiao took the opportunity to take Xie Ning to chat again.
Without Zhuang Yan staring at her closely, Ms. Qiao unearthed a lot of news.
For example, if two people don't live in the same house, Zhuang Yan usually cooks.
She was just gossiping about her everyday life, and Xie Ning didn't notice the difference, so she quickly sold herself and Zhuang Yan's daily life clearly.
In the end, Ms. Qiao didn't know whether to lament her son, too gentleman, or thank Ning for being too innocent.
When leaving, Xie Ning also wondered that Ms. Qiao had left so early.
Zhuang Yanliang said in a cool way: "I rubbed my two meals."
Ms. Qiao glanced at him with an unspeakable expression.
The car stopped at the gate and Xie Ning sent it to the gate of the villa. Ms. Qiao and Zhuang Yan drove back together, saying that it was windy outside and he didn't need to send it.
It was Zhuang Yan who took Ms. Qiao to the car.
When getting on the bus, Ms. Qiao reached out and took out two tickets from her bag and handed them to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"
"The photographer aj I like very much has an exhibition in China in the past two days." Ms. Qiao chuckled, "I was going to see it with your dad. Now it's cheaper for you."
Aj is a world-class photographer. Zhuang Yan has learned photography for a while, and he has naturally heard his name, but aj shoots mostly still lifes, but Ms. Qiao likes his work.
Zhuang Yan took the ticket and asked, "Then you guys didn't watch it?"
"Don't look at it." Ms. Qiao closed the car door and lowered the window. "We had a candlelight dinner with your dad in the evening, and I went to the world of two."
Zhuang Yan sneered: "I still play this one at a certain age."
Ms. Qiao said indifferently: "I think you have been here for nothing in the past few years, and you have forgotten what day is today."
Zhuang Yan lowered his head and glanced at the time of the ticket.
February 14th, Valentine's Day.
"I have never had the habit of Valentine's Day abroad." He couldn't help but defend himself. "It's you guys who are so romantic every year. People who don't know think you are 18."
Ms. Qiao said: "Romance does not fade with age, and so does love."
Zhuang Yan: "...You are more like a literary film director than me."
Ms. Qiao smiled: "You are a superficial art, and you haven't even talked about a relationship, or else you haven't chased Ningning to me now."
Zhuang Yan curled his lips and asked, "Then how long did you chase my dad back then?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Ms. Qiao glanced at him, "Your dad chased me back then."
Without waiting for Zhuang Yan to say anything, he gave a look to the driver to drive.
Zhuang Yan looked at the speeding car and thanked Ms. Qiao for her kindness.
It is indeed a bit boring for two people to be bored at home on weekends, and it is such a special day.
When chatting with Ji Wenbin yesterday, Ji Wenbin also said that if there is a chance, he still hopes that Xie Ning can get in touch with the crowd outside.
His life is too closed, and it will be fine for a while, and years of isolation will only make people more withdrawn.
This is not a good thing for Shainin's current psychological state.
The ticket Ms. Qiao gave was not a solo exhibition, but a comprehensive art exhibition, which was quite large, as Zhuang Yanyin has heard.
Because those invited to participate are all masters in various art industries, the exhibition is only held for two days, and it is hard to get a ticket outside.
The price of these two thin tickets was doubled by the scalpers, and I don't know how Ms. Qiao got it.
Xie Ning widened his eyes excitedly when he knew the consequences: "Is that the art exhibition held in the Convention and Exhibition Center?"
Zhuang Yan looked down at the address on the ticket and nodded.
Xie Ning's eyes lit up: "I heard that this art exhibition is quite large and many people have been invited."
Zhuang Yan curled his lips and asked, "Want to go?"
Xie Ning nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
Zhuang Yan held two tickets with his fingertips and shook them in front of his eyes: "I have the tickets here, but...what do you change with me?"
Xie Ning whispered, "...Should I buy it from you?"
Zhuang Yan laughed: "I still lack that little money?"
Xie Ning carefully looked at Zhuang Yan's expression. Zhuang Yan noticed his gaze and raised his eyebrows openly to look at him.
After confirming that Zhuang Yan was what he meant, Xie Ning said softly after a long while: "Can you kiss the face?"
Zhuang Yan smiled: "What do you mean?"
Xie Ning: "..."
Is it possible or not? Can you make it clear!
Zhuang Yan was at ease, as if he didn't know what Xie Ning's entanglement had become.
After a long period of time, Xie Ning probably finally made a mental preparation, bulged and said to Zhuang Yan: "...then you lower your head."
His voice was soft and soft, and Zhuang Yan heard it as if he was scratched by a claw, and he was stunned for a second before looking down at him.
Xie Ning was really afraid of Zhuang Yan's impeccable temperament, and afraid that he would not be satisfied with his face. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he raised his head and kissed his lips.
Zhuang Yan had only prepared for being personally face, and when the gentle touch on his lips came, he was seldom defeated by Xie Ning's surprise attack.
After a while, noticing Xie Ning's tendency to retreat, Zhuang Yan pressed his head and deepened the kiss with satisfaction.
The author has something to say: 　　 Ningning who sold himself again, alas.
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