Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

this night.

Ning Nuannuan slept with peace of mind and security that she had never experienced before.

Feeling the warm and generous chest next to her, Ning Nuannuan subconsciously leaned in and absorbed the man's body temperature.

like.

rely.

There are even many... feelings that are difficult to describe in words.

Feeling the little man close to him, Bo Shiyan, who was half asleep and half awake, couldn't help but slightly raise his thin lips, and took his rare treasure into his arms with his slender and strong arms.

After waking up.

Ning Nuannuan rubbed her eyes and instinctively wanted to hug Bo Shiyan, but she couldn't touch anything.

She opened her eyes suddenly, trembling with fright, and looked at her side, only to realize that the man who slept next to her last night... was missing? !

"Bo Shiyan..."

Ning Nuannuan's chest suddenly tightened.

She didn't even have time to put on her slippers, and with her bare feet, she stumbled out of her bedroom, went down the stairs, and began frantically looking for the man on the first floor...

He...where did he go? !

Ning Nuannuan's little face was pale, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of fear and despair.

Was last night a sweet dream for her?

Or did Bo Shiyan leave her again without saying goodbye after returning for a short time?

Seeing Ning Nuannuan nervously looking for something, Zhang Ma walked up to her and patted her shoulder: "Miss, what are you looking for?"

When Ning Nuannuan saw Zhang Ma, she grabbed her arm and asked anxiously: "Zhang Ma, have you seen Bo Shiyan? He is back, he is really back, but now... he seems... Gone?!”

Zhang Ma was frightened by Ning Nuannuan's reaction: "Miss..."

"Zhang Ma, do you know...where he went?" Ning Nuannuan bit her lips.

"Uncle, isn't he at home?" After Zhang Ma realized what she was doing, she said in confusion, "My uncle got up very early, and he is in the kitchen making breakfast for you and some young masters and young ladies. !

My uncle's cooking skills and hands-on skills are so strong that I, an old lady, really can't help him at all, so I don't stay in the kitchen to hold him back..."

Hearing what Zhang Ma said, the stone that was weighing on Ning Nuannuan's heart was instantly relieved.

"Thank you, Mom Zhang!"

After saying that, Ning Nuannuan let go of Zhang Ma, turned around, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen.

Ning Nuannuan saw that figure as tall and tall as a cypress, standing in front of the cooking table wrapping her favorite shrimp wontons. His movements were very smooth, and he was able to do such a simple thing as cooking. A bit artistic...

he is!

Bo Shiyan is still standing in front of him alive!

This was not a dream, and Bo Shiyan didn't leave her without saying goodbye!

Ning Nuannuan slowed down her pace, stabilized her heartbeat that was a little too fast, walked slowly behind her, put her face on the man's back, put her hands through his waistline, and hugged Bo Shiyan from behind.

"woke up?"

"Yes." Ning Nuannuan nodded.

Bo Shiyan's hands were still stained with flour, so he quickened his speed, wrapped the last shrimp wonton in his hand and put it on the plate. After washing his hands, he took Ning Nuannuan's small hands from his waist. He moved away and turned to look at her.

Just this glance...

But Bo Shiyan could easily see Ning Nuannuan's bare feet stepping on the marble floor tiles.

"What are you..." Bo Shiyan frowned tightly, with a slight displeasure in his eyes.

Ning Nuannuan knew what Bo Shiyan was concerned about, so she interrupted with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I forgot. I promise to correct it next time!"

"Is there a next time?" Bo Shiyan asked, his brows still not loosening.

Ning Nuannuan shook her head vigorously.

"No, there is no next time."

Ning Nuannuan's assurance didn't get a response from Bo Shiyan, but what he got was that Bo Shiyan bent down and hugged her up.

"Bo Shiyan, let me down!" Ning Nuannuan exclaimed in a low voice, "I can leave by myself."

"You can leave, but I want to hug you more." Bo Shiyan said dotingly, "Be good, I'll carry you to the sofa."