Quick travel: Bai Yueguang is targeted by the crazy male protagonist again

At noon, after Ye Nanzhi's intravenous injection was completed, Mo Sichen sent her home.

"It won't delay your work, right?"

They had been with her all morning, and Ye Nanzhi was embarrassed to mention this.

Mo Sichen turned on the screen of his mobile phone and said, "It's Saturday, so you don't have to go to work."

"Yeah, I forgot about it."

Ye Nanzhi knocked his head hard, looking really cute.

Mo Sichen recalled that when Zhizhi got into the car just now, he accidentally touched his hand. He was tapping the steering wheel rhythmically, and suddenly the brakes came on. Ye Nanzhi was caught off guard, and half of his body tilted onto Mo Sichen. in his arms.

She straightened up and heard Mo Sichen explain: "The red light, I didn't pay attention just now."

Ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, Ye Nanzhi looked up and saw that it was indeed a red light.

Ye Nanzhi rested for a few days, but when she was preparing to broadcast live that night, the power suddenly went out. She opened the curtains and took a look, and the opposite floor was brightly lit.

Could it be that the meter is broken?

The electric meter was installed outside the stairwell. There was a main electric meter and two small electric meters on each floor. Ye Nanzhi opened the door and faced Mo Sichen, whom he had not seen for a long time. In fact, he had not seen him for three or four days, because she had not seen him in the past few days. Never left the house at all.

He frowned, and there was even some foam on his head. He saw her explain: "The meter seems to be broken."

Ye Nanzhi is also very surprised. It has been almost two years since she moved here, and this is the first time the electric meter has gone off.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the landlord."

Saying that, Ye Nanzhi took out his mobile phone and prepared to check the number, "But it's a bit late now, I guess I have to wait until tomorrow."

Without internet, tonight’s live broadcast may be ruined.

"I can try."

"Ah?" Ye Nanzhi raised his head and looked at him. Mo Sichen looked very elegant and didn't seem to be capable of such things.

Mo Sichen seemed to see her worries and suspicions and said proactively: "I used to help others fix things in school. Don't underestimate me."

His smile was like a ray of sunshine in winter, very dazzling.

"But..." Mo Sichen pointed to his foamy head: "Do you have a clean handkerchief?

Mo Sichen repaired the electric meter. After a while, he stopped and turned back to Ye Nanzhi and said, "Try turning on the light now."

Ye Nanzhi tried it, and the lights in the room were indeed on. Her door was half open, and Mo Sichen could easily see the cat ornament she put on the shoe cabinet.

Putting away the tools, Mo Sichen pointed to the handkerchief he had just used to wipe his head, "Can I return it to you tomorrow?"

"No, thank you. I'll buy you a glass of juice."

Ye Nanzhi handed him the cup in her hand, and Mo Sichen touched her warm palm again. Her skin was as tender as tofu.

Back in the room, Mo Sichen put the handkerchief on his face. His breath was filled with the smell of Zhizhi. He tasted the juice in the cup, which was handed to him by his Zhizhi himself.

……

"Morning!"

Ye Nanzhi was wearing pajamas and holding a garbage bag in his hand. He greeted Mo Sichen enthusiastically, "Are you going to work again?"

"um, yes."

Through these few days of contact, Ye Nanzhi found that Mo Sichen was not indifferent, but that he might simply not know how to speak. For example, he only needed to answer one of the "um" and "yes" in the same context just now. .

"Let's go down together."

Mo Sichen walked behind Ye Nanzhi. From time to time, Ye Nanzhi's hair would rub the tip of his nose. It was very fragrant. Everything about the branches was fragrant, like the smell of jasmine.

When they got downstairs, Mo Sichen said goodbye to Ye Nanzhi first. He could hardly breathe.

He hid in the corner, like a hunter, aiming at his prey, "Zhizhi, you must fall in love with me quickly, there is not much time left for you."

Ye Nanzhi threw away some common items, and picked up a skirt with his knuckled hands. In this skirt, Mo Sichen could only see his branches passing through the screen, which was a pity.

But...he will buy more and better beautiful dresses for his Zhizhi in the future.

……

When Ye Nanzhi went out in the afternoon, he saw the door opposite was open.

She knocked, but got no response.

There was no sound in the room, and Ye Nanzhi suddenly felt a little scared. Could it be that a thief had broken in?

Ye Nanzhi entered the alarm number on the screen of her mobile phone. If there was any movement inside, she would close the door and dial the alarm number.

"What are you doing here?"

There was a sudden sound from behind, and Ye Nanzhi was startled, and fell into Mo Sichen's arms.

"I...you...your door is open, it can't be a thief!"

The distance between the two was very close, and Ye Nanzhi's breathing could be clearly heard in his ears.

After a while, when Mo Sichen didn't respond, Ye Nanzhi found herself embarrassed and ran into his arms.

She pushed, and Mo Sichen reluctantly let go of her waist as if he had just come to his senses.

"No...no, I forgot to close the door when I came back to get my things today." Mo Sichen explained hesitantly.

"That's it!" Ye Nanzhi touched his nose embarrassedly, feeling that he was making a fuss: "Then you must remember to close the door next time."

"Well, I'll remember that next time."

Mo Sichen didn't miss the red tips of Ye Nanzhi's ears. His branches were shy, like a ripe peach with a pink background. He didn't know what it would be like to bite into it. He would definitely be attracted by it. He was scared, so he would try to be more patient.

In the evening, a group of people suddenly poured into Ye Nanzhi's live broadcast room. They couldn't help but cursed Ye Nanzhi as a vixen, and said that she and the top brother "Jin" in the live broadcast room were not innocent.

"I don't have one." Ye Nanzhi explained na-na. She was a small anchor under the Nanyu Group. She didn't even know what "Jin" looked like.

But within two minutes, those people were kicked out, and all the barrage was cleared. Ye Nanzhi held back tears and completed today's live broadcast.

"Mr. Mo, everything you ordered has been completed."

"If you find out who did it, you won't have to renew your contract."

"Ok."

Assistant Zhang was shocked when he received Mo Sichen's order. Nanyu Group has almost taken over the domestic live broadcast platforms. If the contract is not renewed, the stream will not be promoted. Mr. Mo has no intention of leaving a way for others to survive.

……

"Why are you sitting down there?"

Ye Nanzhi raised his eyes, his eyes were red, like an injured little rabbit licking its wounds alone.

"It's okay, I'm just in a bad mood."

Mo Sichen naturally knew the reason why she was in a bad mood. Even though he sent twenty hearts of the universe tonight, he still couldn't coax her.

Mo Sichen sat down next to her and put her head on his shoulder. "I'll lend you my shoulder. When you want to cry, just look up at the sky. If you look at it for a long time, your tears will disappear."

Or learn to rely on me, Zhizhi! Mo Sichen said to her in his heart.

"I'm not that fragile."

"Oh?"

"Really, you don't believe it."

Mo Sichen wiped away her tears, deliberately took it into his mouth and tasted it, "It's salty."

"Si Chen, you are so annoying..."

Well, actually... Mo Sichen could be even more annoying.