God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

After exchanging contact information, Ningmeng should go home.

Moreover, this time has long surpassed her usual time to go home.

"Then I'm leaving, you call me at night." Ningmeng said.

"Yeah." Xin Xi responded, but the hand holding the corner of Ningmeng's clothes did not let go. When he looked closely, the look on his face was a bit aggrieved.

Ningmeng tilted her head and couldn't help but smile silently on Xin Xi's face.

If it were Qiyu, the expression on his face would definitely not be so rich.

"Call me tonight, bye bye first." Ningmeng raised her hand, gently pulled the corner of her clothes out of Xin Xi's hand, and then walked away.

Ningmeng walked very fast. When she was about to leave the square, she couldn't help but glance back. Xin Xi was still standing there, maintaining the posture when Ningmeng left, and when Ningmeng was looking at him, she realized that He is also looking in her direction.

If it weren't for his blindness and invisibleness, it would really be like two people staring at each other.

Ningmeng sighed and turned to leave.

Although she didn't want to, but for now, she and the host really can't stick together.

Until the sound of footsteps disappeared completely, the little grievances and nostalgia on Xin Xi's face suddenly stopped.

His facial features are still exquisite, but he lacks the vividness of when he was with Ningmeng.

The bodyguards who stood by finally stepped forward at this time and asked, "Master, are you going back?"

"Ok."

Xin Xi answered, his voice very cold.

He didn't let anyone support him, nor did he use any guide tools for the blind. He just walked with a firm step under his feet. If he didn't look closely at his eyes, he wouldn't notice that he was blind at all.

And if Ningmeng was here, you would find that every step Xin Xi took was exactly the same as when Ningmeng had just led him in.

However, the bodyguards took no surprises at Xin Xi's controllable memory and practice, and they just walked around Xin Xi to avoid him being hit by pedestrians on the road.

After Ningmeng rushed home, Bai Zemin was indeed home. Moreover, when Ning Meng came back, Bai Zemin had already washed the dishes and planned to cook them.

"Dad, I'm back." Ningmeng greeted as usual after entering the door.

Bai Zemin replied, "Why is it a little late to come back today?" If Ning Meng doesn't come back, Bai Zemin is planning to call.

"Wrote homework in school for a while." Ningmeng put her schoolbag into the small room, and then went into the kitchen: "Dad, do you want me to fry it?"

"No, I will fry today."

"Oh, yes, then I will take the bowl and chopsticks."

Ningmeng washed her hands in the basin where she finished washing the vegetables, then took out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks and placed them on the table.

Since she said something that day, Bai Zemin has obviously gotten closer to her.

Although Bai Zemin loved Bai Ningmeng very much before, but this kind of love brought a sense of alienation and distance.

But now, the alienation and sense of distance between the two father and daughter is broken by Ning Meng.

After eating, Ningmeng still gave Guo Qiulan dinner.

When passing the place where she and Xin Xi met this afternoon with the lunch box, Ningmeng suddenly thought of something.

At that point, Guo Qiulan should also go out and come here to set up a stall. I don't know if she has seen herself hugging Xin Xi. .

Ningmeng found Guo Qiulan's stall in her heart, and found that Guo Qiulan's attitude towards her hadn't changed.

After all, this square is huge, and the road Ningmeng walked from the school was not the one from home.

Ningmeng breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't think she could not see the light of Xin Xi's affairs, but at her age, Guo Qiulan and Bai Zemin shouldn't be too supportive of her premature love.

Ningmeng went back without delay in Guo Qiulan's place for long.

She still has school assignments to do, and she also has other test papers to write.

Ningmeng wrote at ten o'clock in one breath. She looked at her phone, and Xin Xi didn't even call her. Did she fall asleep?

Ningmeng didn't think much, and went to the bathroom with a change of clothes.

After she came out of the shower, she found that there were two missed calls on her mobile phone.

There are only three contacts in Ningmeng’s phone, except for Guo Qiulan and Bai Zemin, who met Xin Xi this afternoon.

Ningmeng redialed, put the phone on the table, turned on the handsfree, and took a dry towel and slowly wiped her hair.

After the phone rang a few times, it was connected.

"Mengmeng?"

Xin Xi's voice came from the phone.

When doing missions before, even in the mission world, Ningmeng often stayed with Qi Yu, and they rarely used mobile phones to communicate between them.

When they heard this voice, they obviously had different voices, but Ningmeng was in a trance, as if she had heard the feeling of being spoiled when Qi Yu called her before.

Without hearing a reply, Xin Xi asked again: "Mengmeng, is that you?"

"Yes, yes!" Ningmeng said quickly, "Xin Xi, what are you doing? I was taking a shower when you called."

"Oh, I'm already in bed, ready to go to bed, but can't sleep."

Across the phone, Ningmeng seemed to be able to imagine her host lying on the big bed slightly aggrieved.

"Then do you want me to sing for you?" Although Ningmeng hasn't deliberately studied it before, Ningmeng still feels pretty good on her own.

"You can blow your hair first, and you can sing to me in bed when you finish blowing your hair."

"Okay, wait for me then." Ningmeng was warmed up by Xin Xi's words in an instant. Even if she lost her memory, her host is also a warm and considerate little angel.

Ningmeng found the hair dryer and started blowing her hair.

She didn't hang up on the call with Xin Xi, and Ningmeng also deliberately placed her phone a little farther away from her, so that the sound of the hair dryer didn't make Xin Xi too loud.

By the time Ning Meng finished blowing her hair, it was already ten thirty.

When Bai Zemin and Guo Qiulan came back, Ningmeng lay on the bed and hummed softly.

Until the end, the humming person fell asleep, but the person over the phone was still awake.

The gentle humming sound in the phone became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared and turned into another uniform breathing sound.

Xin Xi was lying on the bed with the phone next to his pillow, listening to the other person's breathing, as if she was sleeping next to him.

However, after thinking of this possibility, Xin Xi found that he was not disgusted at all.

Xin Xi curled his lips, a trace of interest flashed across his eyes.

In a brightly lit room, the teenager in a black nightgown slept on the soft big bed, stretched out his body comfortably, without the pitifulness and grievance in the tone when talking to Ningmeng, but he was all over his body, revealing everything. An inexplicable black belly and evil spirit.