Yan Zhixu flipped through the book for a while.

"Buzzing—"

The phone in her pocket vibrated, and she took out her phone to see the incoming contact, and swiped the screen to answer the call.

"Hey."

"cousin!"

There was a crispy sweat from the earpiece, which was so sweet and greasy that one's heart melted.

After the initial excitement, the person on the other end began to do everything possible to act like a spoiled child, "Cousin, will you come to see me at home? There is no class in kindergarten today, and I haven't seen you for a long time."

Before Yan Zhixu could speak, a deep sigh came from the receiver, followed by a choked cry and a choked sob.

"Cousin... Do you not like me anymore, or why didn't you come to see me for so long? Am I very annoying..."

The boy's voice was particularly low, full of sadness and unspeakable pain.

Even if you can't see your face on a mobile phone call, you can still see the cry of a small dumpling in your mind, which is called a lovable one.

Yan Zhixu swayed casually with Erlang's legs crossed, "Don't cry, if you cry again, you will become a little cat, I'll see you in a while."

Thinking of Nan Wenshu, who is also an actress, she shook her head and couldn't help sighing at the strength of the Nan family's genes.

"real?"

The voice in the opposite earpiece was raised.

Yan Zhixu nodded, "Yes."

Soothe the little dumpling, hang up the phone, and walk towards the bedroom upstairs.

Wandering around in front of the mirror, I suddenly found red marks on the snow-white neck.

"..."

Depend on!

Yan Zhixu rubbed his forehead and found a silk scarf around his neck in the wardrobe, successfully covering up the suspicious traces.

Put on a pair of clean shoes, put on a mask and walk out of Yushan Huafu, and return to Shengshi Haoting unimpeded to take out the car keys.

Going downstairs, by chance, I met Nan Wenshu who had just woken up in the living room.

She lifted her eyelids, glanced at her daughter listlessly, and mocked mercilessly, "What are you wearing? It's weird."

The sweater and jeans are clearly the main leisure, but the light-colored silk scarf tied around the neck adds an elegant temperament.

Although it's not weird, the combination of these two auras is a bit shocking.

Yan Zhixu was not annoyed, "You can take it casually, by the way, Mom, I have to go out to my grandmother's house, so I won't chat with you."

Nan Wenshu yawned, "Go, go, remember to say hello to your grandparents for me."

She stood up from the sofa and walked lazily into the kitchen to ask Wang Ma what she had for breakfast.

"Okay."

Yan Zhixu pulled the mask on his face, strode out of the living room to the garage, and walked to a black locomotive.

Take out the safety helmet and put it on, lift your feet and straddle the car, insert the key, and start the car.

"Om-"

With the roar of the accelerator, the black locomotive tires rubbed against the ground to make a sharp and harsh sound, and then quickly drove out of the prosperous palace.

The black locomotive is driving on the road, and the driver's driving skills are flexible and skillful, attracting the attention of countless people along the way.

——

Nanjia old house.

Nan Zelin hung up the phone and jumped excitedly on the sofa.

After looking at the clothes on his body, he pouted and ran upstairs to change his clothes. He turned around in front of the mirror before going downstairs.

Seeing this, Nan Yuanqi, who had just woken up, stretched out his hand and tapped his little head, "You are such a stinky ass, I don't know where you learned it from."

Nan Zelin rubbed the knocked head, and said solemnly with a small face, "This is called paying attention to the image, you don't understand, uncle."

Hey, my uncle is really stupid, no wonder I can't find a girlfriend all the time.