In Bai Su's heart, Nie Zheng was elusive and out of reach for her.
It was true that she admired and loved Nie Zheng, but her feelings were not what Feng Xiaoxiao imagined.
Bai Su never thought about getting Nie Zheng, she knew that they were not equal.
Who is Mr. Nie?
Mr. Nie is so excellent, she is not worthy of him.
The reason why Bai Su doesn't like Feng Xiaoxiao is because he thinks Feng Xiaoxiao is unworthy.
In terms of family background and appearance, Feng Xiaoxiao undoubtedly matches Mr. Nie.
However, equality between men and women is not just about these things.
Beyond the hardware, there's also emotional equivalence.
And what Feng Xiaoxiao lacks is this.
Mr. Nie felt deeply for Feng Xiaoxiao, but what about Feng Xiaoxiao?
There is no Mr. Nie in her heart, she will only bring pain to Mr. Nie.
Why.
Bai Su sighed softly and stood guard by Ye Wanrong's bed.
Ye Wanrong's sleep was not peaceful. She didn't know what she saw in her sleep. She was sweating on her forehead. Bai Su wiped it with a towel for her.
He got up and lit some incense, which would make people sleep deeper.
She knew that Mr. Nie was looking for Feng Xiaoxiao.
Of course she didn't want to see this, but there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Now, all she can do is take good care of Ye Wanrong and share a little burden for Mr. Nie, which is enough.
*Nie Zheng called Feng Xiaoxiao on the way and found out that she had left the show and returned to Shuimu Chuncheng.
When he arrived at Shuimuchun City, Feng Xiaoxiao was coming out of the shower.
Feng Xiaoxiao came out to open the door, her head wrapped in an absorbent towel, wearing a loose linen nightgown, and her legs were slender and straight.
"How did you come?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.
Given today's situation, shouldn't he be with Ye Wanrong in Jinyuan?
Only a few hours later, he came to see her.
Feng Xiaoxiao scratched her back while talking.
Nie Zheng followed her and said something very abrupt, "Won't you give me the key here?"
Um?
Feng Xiaoxiao looked up at him, seeming to find it ridiculous, and blurted out, "What do you want it for?"
Nie Zheng frowned and looked at her without saying anything, but his expression was clearly questioning her - what do you think?
Nie Zheng knew that in this relationship, Xiaoxiao was ready to retreat at any time.
Therefore, she can go to Jinyuan occasionally and allow him to come to Shuimuchun City.
However, she will not move to Jinyuan, nor will she give him the key here.
Looking at Nie Zheng's eyes, Feng Xiaoxiao sneered, "I've never seen such a stubborn person like you."
As he spoke, he scratched his back.
Nie Zheng frowned and handed her his hand, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head and didn't answer, "It's just a little itchy."
"Let me see."
Nie Zheng held out his hand stubbornly, but Feng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to hold his hand, and he pulled him to sit on top of him.
Nie Zheng took off her nightgown and took a look. There was a red patch on her back. If she looked closely, she saw that it was covered with tiny red rashes.
Instantly, Nie Zheng's face darkened.
Xiaoxiao has thin skin and tender flesh, but her sweat glands are still like those of a child, and she easily gets rashes when she gets hot.
"How is this going?
The costume is too thick?”
"Haha, eh."
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and nodded perfunctorily.
Nie Zheng had a stern look on his face and patted Feng Xiaoxiao, "Get up, I'll get you some ointment."
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, stood up, saw Nie Zheng enter the bedroom, and quickly came down with the ointment.
She really admired Nie Zheng. Is his brain really a human brain?
This is her home, but she doesn't know where to put things as well as Nie Zheng does.
Nie Zheng has only been here a few times and has already explored this place thoroughly.
She was looking for ointment just now, but couldn't find it.
"come over."
Nie Zheng patted his thigh, "Take off your skirt and lie down."
oh.
Feng Xiaoxiao obediently obeyed and lay on Nie Zheng's lap.
Nie Zheng took the ointment and applied it little by little on her rash.
Above, Nie Zheng sneered, "Little Yu'er is like you, he loves to sweat, and he gets prickly heat whenever he sweats.
There's no use applying talcum powder."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and hummed.
Nie Zheng's fingers traced her back, which was quite comfortable.
She had to admit that if they didn't talk about anything else and just get along like this, it would be really comfortable.
But this is only short-lived, and problems between them will still exist in the future.
Feng Xiaoxiao turned her face sideways and buried it in Nie Zheng's belly, her voice muffled.
"I don't want to quarrel with you."
Quarreling is tiring, and tit-for-tat is really hard.
Nie Zheng was startled. After all these days, is Xiaoxiao finally willing to have a good talk with him?
It was hurt on Xiaoxiao, and if she didn't want to, Nie Zheng didn't deserve to take the initiative to bring it up.
"Nie Zheng."
Feng Xiaoxiao tightened his arms and hugged Nie Zheng.
"I really hate you."
Nie Zheng was silent, he knew.
Now that I’ve said it, let’s just say it.
Feng Xiaoxiao grabbed the back of Nie Zheng's shirt, as if to give herself courage, "Do you know what I have been thinking about for the past six months?
I'm thinking, what would my life be like if it weren't for you?"
Nie Zheng nodded, "Yeah."
"But..." Feng Xiaoxiao was helpless and helpless, "What's the use of thinking?
You just decided my path privately."
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng raised his hand and gently placed it on her hair.
Xiaoxiao's hair has grown long, and when it hangs down, it will be stained with the ointment that was just applied on her back.
"Wouldn't it be better for us to be together?"
He didn't believe that Xiaoxiao had no feelings for him at all. When they were together, he could feel that they were actually suitable.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't deny this.
Feng Xiaoxiao asked a question, "But, I can't forget, what should I do?
Doesn’t it matter if I hate you like this?”
There's no point in pretending to be deaf, so it's better to speak out.
"It doesn't matter."
Nie Zheng shook his head, "It doesn't matter to me.
I can wait."
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, "What about your mother?"
Afraid that Xiaoxiao would catch a cold, Nie Zheng took the nightgown and gently put it on Feng Xiaoxiao, "This is not a problem. What happened today will never happen in the future."
"Ha..." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, shook her head, turned sideways, and looked at Nie Zheng, "It's impossible. If nothing else, do you dare to take me back to Jinyuan now?
Can you guarantee that when your mother pointed at me today, you really didn't blame me at all?"
Nie Zheng was speechless.
hehe.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, look, she was right.
Feng Xiaoxiao sat up and put on her nightgown.
"I know the initiative is in your hands. I have told you all my thoughts. Don't expect anything from me."
She stood up, but Nie Zheng held her hand.
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly startled and lowered her eyes to look at him.
Nie Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her waist.
"Xiaoxiao, you believe me, we can... we can definitely do it."
Compared to that long ten-year secret love, what is this difficulty now?
In Nie Zheng's life dictionary, the word "give up" has never been mentioned.
——We can certainly do it.
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't understand why Nie Zheng had such confidence.