Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 72 Believe
Xiao Nanfeng's eyes moved slightly, "Someone asked me about him on the street today. I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time, and I'm not very familiar with the people here. I wanted to ask you. If someone asks about him in the future, I'm sorry." answer."

Xiao Qingjun smiled narrowly, "I don't believe you would meddle in such nosy matters."

Xiao Nanfeng lowered his eyelids halfway, and didn't respond again.

Xiao Qingjun said, "Brother told me that the portrait of my niece and daughter-in-law was copied from Ying Dong's, and I look like it now, the handwriting is similar, but she is a girl and lacks vigor in writing, her strokes are crooked, her hands are shaking, right? Glancing at the last word of Aoxue Hongmei's signature, he rubbed his chin to analyze it.

Xiao Nanfeng got the answer he wanted, found an excuse to leave, and returned to the room, Ying Wanwan was already asleep.

She slept well these two nights and went to bed early.

Seeing that there was no pillow in the place where she was lying, she took a step forward, lifted the quilt, pressed it under her legs, stretched out her hand to pull it out, and put it back in the original place, causing her to raise her legs to look for it.

Her movement made his eyelashes curl slightly, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her for a while, then got up and went out to wash up.

It was close to morning.

The sound of crackling firecrackers followed one after another, Ying Wanwan was woken up, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her chest and back due to the slightly higher temperature of the kang.

Realizing that he was nestled in Xiao Nanfeng's arms like an octopus, he cursed secretly, and quietly backed away.Glancing out of the window, taking advantage of the moonlight reflected by the glass window, he lifted the quilt and got down to the kang to pour water for a drink.

Putting down the enamel teacup, she climbed back to the inside of the heated kang, resting her chin on her little hand and looking at the moon hanging in the sky. On New Year's Eve, she was so homesick.

Grandpa, grandma, mom and dad don't know what to do.

Without her New Year's Eve dinner, they probably wouldn't be able to eat it either.

Xiao Nanfeng looked sideways at her, and finally figured out where the occasional sadness on her brows came from.

"Wanwan, still not asleep?" Her voice was hoarse like she had just woken up.

Hearing the movement, she glanced back at him, with her chin resting on her knees, her head lowered, and her face down, "I can't sleep right now."

He sat up and took a coat from the end of the bed and put it on her, "The window is ventilated, be careful of catching cold."

Ying Wanwan hummed, the room was quiet, her fingertips touched the quilt under her body, rowing once and for all.

The man's sweet and cold tone echoed in the room, blowing into his ears, "Are you going back to your natal home in Rongsheng during the Chinese New Year?"

Ying Wanwan looked up at him and thought for a while, "I want to go back. Didn't I tell you before that the sixty-year-old woman looks the same as the young girl, that is, I and the former Wanwan. I have to go See who she looks like from her hometown, I think it's unusual for two brothers of different ages to look the same in the world."

Xiao Nanfeng looked at her in the dim light, "You are not like your parents, you are far behind."

Ying Wanwan rolled her black eyes, "Then I have to go back. If there is a chance, I have to test whether I am my own. Are you leaving on the second day of the new year?"

Xiao Nanfeng focused his eyes on her face, "Yes, go to bed early, huh?" He took off the cotton coat from her body, and lay down by holding her shoulders.

Ying Wanwan looked down at the big hands on her shoulders, "I am dozens of years younger than you, don't you feel burdened by holding me? Don't you feel like you are eating young grass like an old cow?"

Xiao Nanfeng: "."

The arm stiffened for a long time, and the tone was unpredictable, "Who knows if you are fooling someone?"

Ying Wanwan: "..."

Lie down with his strength, "It's normal for you to be dubious, but even I sometimes don't believe it myself."

The sound of firecrackers outside ebbed and flowed, Ying Wanwan couldn't fall asleep, she kept tossing and turning, and couldn't help breaking the silence in the room, "Xiao Nanfeng, are you asleep? I've explained everything to you, don't you spread the word to me How did you meet your daughter-in-law and the situation in her family? When I went back to my mother’s house, I didn’t even recognize my own parents, how would I explain it if someone found out?”

Xiao Nanfeng frowned handsomely, "Why don't you call me husband? Aren't you my wife?"

Ying Wanwan shuddered when the hot air from the man's breath touched the skin of his neck.

Damn!

How did she become so sensitive?

After silently reading several words of Grandpa Xiao in succession, he managed to calm down.

Cleared his throat, "Husband is what I used to call you. Now you know my secret. If I call you like that in private, I always feel a little perverted. And your wife is not me. You hug me now , in my mind, you are the same as Qin Zhao."

When Xiao Nanfeng heard it, his handsome face blushed, and he moved his big hand away without a trace, and covered it again in less than a second, hugging him tightly, "You're talking nonsense again, don't mention such incredible things in the future."

Ying Wanwan: "."

The scene of being forced to tell the truth by him during the day flashed through her mind. The moment she spoke secretly, no one knew how nervous and scared she was.

For some reason, I lost control of my emotions all of a sudden.

One forcefully turned over, punched him hard on the chest, and cried, "I hate you! People don't tell you that you have to force them, and people tell you that you don't believe it, woohoo."

He said lightly, don't mention the incredible things, so why did he ask her?

Xiao Nanfeng was bewildered by her unexpected crying, he raised his dry big hand and gently wiped her tears, "It's my fault, don't cry, huh?"

It would be fine if he didn't make a sound and let her beat her up, but when he made a sound, she only felt that she was wronged even more, and big tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiao Nanfeng couldn't wipe it off, so he had to stand up and take the handkerchief, apologizing and coaxing her, but she didn't stop for a long time.

Putting his big hands on his scalp, he pulled out his hair irritably, turned on the light and looked at her with a cold handsome face, watching her cry.

After a long while, her crying gradually became quieter, her breathing was thick and sometimes shallow, and her upper and lower eyelids began to fight, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at least it subsided.

This temper is too big!
He reached out and pulled out the light switch, and lay down next to her again.

Worried about offending her again, he turned his back, placed his hands neatly on his stomach, and closed his eyes to sleep.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, a cannon rang out in the courtyard downstairs. Ying Wanwan opened her swollen eyelids, and within her line of sight was the sharp and stern face of a man.

He closed his eyes and breathed evenly, he should still be asleep.

Reaching out, trying to pinch his nose in a mischievous way so that he can't breathe.

Sharp-eyed saw his long eyelashes fluttering.

Immediately sat up from the kang, moved to the end of the bed to put on clothes with a stern face and said nothing.

The man stood up after her, looked down at her messy hair, and said courteously, "I'll get you a comb to comb your hair." Both the comb and the mirror were placed on the window sill, and he stretched out his long arms, and handed them to her in front of.

Ying Wanwan didn't even look at it, she put on the padded coat, fiddled with her hair a couple of times, got out of the kang and put on the woolen hat.

Xiao Nanfeng: "."

Ying Wanwan went downstairs to pay New Year's greetings to the old man and the old lady, and got two red envelopes. She thanked her with a smile and put them in her pockets. When she passed by Xiao Nanfeng, she found that he had been staring at her.

She raised her eyes and gave him a hard look, and the old lady looked straight at him.

　One more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)