That evening, because of something Zhou Daji said, Little Immortal Nan and Little Black Ball fell into a cold war again.
After washing up, Jiang Nan covered herself with the blanket, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and calmly looked at the ceiling. "Tonight, I hope that certain ball will be more considerate and not sleep in my bed, but roll off to sleep on the floor."
The Little Black Ball, hugging GG Bond plush toy: [...]
Those beady black eyes widened in disbelief; he was furious with himself.
It scoffed. "[I don't want to sleep with someone like that, their sleeping posture is so awful.]"
Jiang Nan pulled back the covers to cover her ears. "I hope that ball won't be playing with my phone either."
771:[...]
Poisonous man! Poisonous murmur!
Jiang Nan scrolled through short videos for a while but couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned, finally clutching the sheets and pulling his phone out from under his pillow in frustration.
Open WeChat, then open the WeChat chat window.
Jiang Nan stared at the words " Zhouzhou Wife " for a while, lost in thought.
He started to regret it.
I should have waited until later to bring up the divorce.
What if, after spending more time together, he discovers that Fu Jingzhou isn't such a good person after all, and his feelings for him gradually fade away?
It's better than forcing yourself to quit now.
Jiang Nan stared blankly for a while, and when she looked down at her phone again, the contact name had changed.
--"The other party is typing..."
Jiang Nan almost jumped up; her heart felt like it was being drenched in a fine spring rain, rushing very fast.
He held his breath and waited for a long time, but no message came from the other end.
He couldn't resist and tentatively sent a "?".
Fu Jingzhou quickly replied: [Still not asleep?]
Jiang Nan pursed her lips: [It's only a little past ten, I can't sleep.]
Fu Jingzhou typed for a while longer, then finally said, "[Go to sleep early.]"
Jiang Nan: [Okay.]
They chatted awkwardly, and once they were no longer bound by marriage, they were like old friends who weren't very close, tentatively probing each other.
-
Jiang Nan couldn't sleep at all. He took out his earphones and randomly picked a movie.
It wasn't until Shen Xingli appeared wearing sunglasses and driving a luxury car that Jiang Nan realized this was a movie starring Shen Xingli.
The movie was an hour and a half long, and Jiang Nan watched it with great interest for the entire hour and a half.
The plot is engaging, the editing is good, and most importantly, although Shen Xingli is usually carefree and irresponsible, his acting skills are quite impressive. He can make the audience unconsciously immerse themselves in the story with just one look.
After the movie ended, Jiang Nan's ears started to hurt; she had been wearing headphones for too long.
He had just taken off his headphones, slipped on his slippers, and gotten out of bed. He picked up his cup and was about to go to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water when he suddenly heard the door to the room across the hall open, followed by very light footsteps.
The room opposite Jiang Nan's was occupied by Alpha Cheng Feng. He didn't think much of it and was about to turn the doorknob to leave when the footsteps finally stopped in front of Zhou Shanshan's room.
Jiang Nan: "..."
Depend on.
Could these two be dating?
He tiptoed out, went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, and passed by Zhou Shanshan's room on his way back to his bedroom.
As he passed by, through the door, he heard Cheng Feng's low, husky voice. "Baby, you're so sweet."
Jiang Nan's body trembled, and the young virgin's skin broke out in goosebumps.
Is this what people in love are like?
He ran quickly back to his bedroom, drank half a glass of water, read a novel about a son-in-law for a while, and then fell asleep.
However, Jiang Nan didn't sleep soundly.
He had a dream.
In the dream, he was like a sleazy man, standing on tiptoe and grabbing Fu Jingzhou's collar, his face stern, "Listen up!"
Zhouzhou was as beautiful as ever, and casually glanced at him. "Go ahead and say it."
Jiang Nan said aggressively, "There are so many doors in this world, but you chose to break down the door to my heart, so you have to take responsibility for me."
Fu Jingzhou, with a cold expression, pushed aside his phone, his eyelids lowered, exuding an air of noble aloofness. "I don't talk to anyone below the level of the Corn King."
Jiang Nan was so angry that all the blood in her body rushed to her brain.
He yelled like an angry bird, "I'm the king of corn!!!"
"Oh," Fu Jingzhou chuckled. "Is that so impressive?"
Jiang Nan: "How much is your corn???"
Fu Jingzhou gave a cold laugh, "Sorry, I'm Yumi Bajiu."
"What?!!!"
In his dream, Jiang Nan felt as if struck by lightning; he was utterly devastated, thinking, "How can a husband be shorter than his wife?"
Fu Jingzhou suddenly stopped smiling, reached out and pinched his chin, his voice hoarse. "Baby, you're so sweet."
Jiang Nan's expression twisted, "Are you having an attack?"
Fu Jingzhou's face instantly turned cold.
Jiang Nan clutched her stomach, her expression revealing pain. "I can't take it anymore, I really can't hold it in."
His bladder was about to burst, and he frantically searched for a toilet. He finally found one, but when Jiang Nan pulled down his pants, he couldn't urinate for a long time.
Then he woke up.
Jiang Nan opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, suddenly covered in sweat. He quickly got out of bed, went to the toilet to relieve himself, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing his pale face, the Little Black Ball awkwardly asked, "Why do you look so pale?"
Jiang Nan knew the Little Black Ball was trying to be friendly and break the ice, so she replied, "I had a nightmare."
771: "What nightmare?"
Jiang Nan: "It's a long story."
The refreshing and domineering CEO Fu Zhouzhou is drastically transformed into the greasy and arrogant Long Aotian.
Just thinking about the line "Baby, you're so sweet" from her dream made Jiang Nan feel uncomfortable all over.
He changed his clothes, washed up, and went out, only to bump into Zhou Shanshan in the living room.
Zhou Shanshan works in design, and her everyday outfits are like a small cake, always in bright colors.
Today he was wearing a light yellow sweater and white cotton pants. Zhou Shanshan was humming a song while frying eggs.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Jiang Nan. His eyes lit up. "Good morning, Little Immortal Nan."
Seeing his radiant face, Jiang Nan's lips twitched slightly. "Good morning."
He poured himself a glass of hot water, but not seeing Cheng Feng, he casually asked, "Where's Cheng Feng?"
"Hmm... they probably haven't gotten up yet." Zhou Shanshan seemed unconcerned about the question.
Jiang Nan: "Weren't you two together last night?"
Zhou Shanshan immediately took a breath. "He and I are just ordinary roommates, how could we possibly sleep together?"
Jiang Nan: "..."
771:[...]
Zhou Shanshan added, "I, Zhou Shanshan, am a respectable Omega."
Jiang Nan: "..."
But the hickey on your neck really makes your statement sound weak.
He assumed Zhou Shanshan wanted to keep it a secret, so he didn't bring up the topic again.
He silently muttered to 771: "[Is the Alpha on top?]"
It took 771 a while to realize: [Actually, it doesn't necessarily have to be on top; being on the bottom is also fine, but the Alpha is the dominant one, and the Omega is the submissive one.]
Jiang Nan clicked her tongue and said, "[It seems Cheng Feng's back isn't very good; he's exhausted after just one night.]"
771: [I'll buy him some kidney-tonifying pills next time.]
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While the two were exchanging unspeakable thoughts in their minds, the industrious little bee Zhou Shanshan had already fried two eggs.
He glanced at Jiang Nan furtively, took out a new egg, and then found an egg mold in the cupboard. With a blush, he cut out a heart-shaped egg.
The eggs were quickly fried and he carefully placed them on a small floral plate. Jiang Nan happened to come in looking for a bowl to make a cup of soy milk. When she caught a glimpse of Zhou Shanshan's heart-shaped fried egg, she thought to herself that people in love are just different.
After he finished making the soy milk, Zhou Shanshan brought over two plates, sat down opposite Jiang Nan with a flushed face, and pushed the small floral plate in front of Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan: "..."
His lips twitched slightly; "This is for me?"
Zhou Shanshan rested her chin on her hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter. "Yes, yes."
Jiang Nan: "..."
He coughed. "This isn't a good idea."
"What's wrong with that?" Zhou Shanshan retorted confidently, "What's wrong with fans frying a heart-shaped egg for their idol???"
"Nothing, nothing," Jiang Nan quickly said, "I'll eat."
He picked up his chopsticks and sliced the heart in half with a sizzle.
Zhou Shanshan said coldly, "How could you treat my heart like this?"
"Don't worry," Jiang Nan mumbled, "It'll all stick together once it gets into my stomach."
After finishing the scrambled eggs, Jiang Nan was a little surprised. "You're not going to work today?"
I've taken the day off.
Zhou Shanshan frowned slightly. "I'm planning to clean the whole house. There seem to be a lot of little bugs in my room."
Jiang Nan: "Why do you say that?"
Zhou Shanshan raised her chin, revealing her neck, " Little Immortal Nan, look! I've recently developed a lot of these red rashes."
Jiang Nan: "..."
Isn't that a hickey?
Jiang Nan is now being forced to take acting classes by Zhu Xia every day. Although she acts terribly, at least she can tell that Zhou Shanshan doesn't seem to be faking it.
He blinked and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"It's fine." Zhou Shanshan said naturally. "I've always had good sleep quality. I went to bed at 10:30 last night and didn't even dream. I woke up naturally at 7:00 this morning."
Jiang Nan: "..."
So he was really wrong.
These two weren't a couple; they were perverts who sneaked into Zhou Shanshan's room in the middle of the night.
"Have you never been in a relationship before?" Jiang Nan asked tentatively.
Zhou Shanshan shook her head. "No, my parents are very strict. They wouldn't let me date before the college entrance exam, and I haven't met anyone suitable in college."
Jiang Nan nodded.
So Zhou Shanshan is a naive and innocent girl with no romantic history; you can't even tell she has a hickey.
Just as Jiang Nan was about to ask more questions, the door opened and Cheng Feng walked in wearing slippers.
Alpha, tall and imposing, sat down directly next to Zhou Shanshan, raising an eyebrow and questioning, " Zhou Shanshan, you didn't even fry an egg for me?"
Zhou Shanshan felt bad that she was losing her time alone with her idol, and waved her hand impatiently. "I'm not your mother. If you want to eat it, go and fry it yourself."
Cheng Feng's face immediately turned cold as he stared at the floral plate in front of Jiang Nan.
When sharing an apartment, everyone usually buys their own tableware.
The small floral plate in front of Jiang Nan was undoubtedly bought by Zhou Shanshan. He crossed his arms unhappily. "Then why did you fry it for him?"
Zhou Shanshan looked shocked. "What do you think? Little Immortal Nan is my idol. I wouldn't mind giving him my entire month's salary, let alone frying eggs for him."
Jiang Nan quickly replied, "I'm not that poor yet."
Cheng Feng didn't eat in the end, picked up his car keys and stormed off angrily.
Jiang Nan stared at his back for a while, then looked at Zhou Shanshan. He hesitated for a moment, then opened his phone's memo app and typed a line.
--Did you know that Cheng Feng came into your room last night?
Zhou Shanshan initially thought it was a beautiful photo of her idol and looked over with a happy expression, but after seeing the sentence, her face turned pale.
If Cheng Feng really is a pervert who sneaks into other people's rooms in the middle of the night, there might even be a camera or a recording device in the living room.
Seeing that Zhou Shanshan's face was very pale, Jiang Nan added, "Was this horror movie very scary?"
Zhou Shanshan's breathing became much lighter. He clenched his hands and nodded slowly.
Jiang Nan thought for a moment, then asked, "Have you seen it before?"
Zhou Shanshan shook her head blankly.
Jiang Nan: "I was really scared when I first watched it. I didn't even dare to sleep that night. In the end, I had to go sleep with my brother to fall asleep."
Zhou Shanshan bit her lip.
He understood; Jiang Nan was telling him that he could go back to his parents' house tonight.
"Thank you, thank you for your comfort." Zhou Shanshan's eyes were filled with tears, and the tip of her nose was red.
Jiang Nan smiled and said, "Of course, sleeping with someone else can only alleviate your current fear, it can't solve it once and for all, unless you muster up the courage yourself and learn to overcome it, so that you will never be afraid again."
Zhou Shanshan's face was still bloodless.
Actually, he's an adult; he just hadn't thought about it that way before, but now that Jiang Nan has said that...
The red marks on my neck and the pain in my mouth after waking up now have an explanation.
Seeing that he hadn't come to his senses, Jiang Nan said, "I have something to do, I'll be going now."
Jiang Nan sent a message to Zhou Shanshan via WeChat after she left the house.
If you've thought it through, I can help you.
Zhou Shanshan quickly replied: [Okay, I'll think about it carefully.]
Jiang Nan put away her phone, and only then did the Little Black Ball emerge, cautiously, as if it had suddenly seen its useless son-in-law transform into a dragon king. "Jiang Lu, you look so handsome today."
Jiang Lu was quite satisfied with the title. "It's alright, nothing special."
-
Before entering the company, Jiang Nan happened to bump into his good friend Song Zhusheng being hugged by a Little Green Hair, and the two were reluctant to part under a tree.
An old man carrying a bag of discarded bottles looked at the young couple with disdain.
Jiang Nan stood next to the old man, siding with him, and greeted him, "Good morning, old man."
"Good morning." The old man patted Jiang Nan on the shoulder. "Damn it."
The old man's accent was touching, except for the phrase "motherfucker" which he pronounced exceptionally clearly.
Jiang Nan wasn't surprised; she crossed her arms and watched the young couple not far away.
Fu Xingli, as if she didn't have legs, lazily nestled on Song Zhusheng's shoulder, tugging at his earlobe, muttering something unintelligible.
That means Jiang Nan didn't go.
Otherwise, he would definitely hear Fu Xingli "that son of a bitch Jiang Nan " three times in a row.
Faced with her boyfriend's pleading, Song Zhusheng could only say, "Okay, okay, I know. I'll stay away from Nannan and not trend on social media with him."
Fu Xingli nodded in satisfaction, and finally kissed him on the corner of his lips. "Then I'm going to school."
Song Zhusheng couldn't wait to see his good friend, so he quickly waved and said, "Goodbye, baby."
Fu Xingli is easily swayed and a master of romantic dreams; she was easily won over by the word "baby."