Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Jiang Xiannan said with a smile: "I was originally depressed."

"Now……

Glancing back, he nodded and said, "She must be autistic."

As for the reason, it probably has something to do with myself.

He winked at his uncle and whispered, "Your opportunity has come."

After saying that, Quan Yu went downstairs without waiting for questions.

Quan Yu walked into the room and stood beside the bed.

Cui Sanning lay motionless on the bed.

Quan Yu called her: "Sang Sang?"

"what happened?"

Cui Sanning didn't say anything. Quan Yu thought she was feeling uncomfortable again, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Cui Sanning pressed her face into the quilt

He said dullly: "It's embarrassing."

Shameful? Quan Yu raised his eyebrows, then pulled the chair in front of the dressing table and sat beside the bed: "Because of what happened this morning?"

Cui Sanning raised his head, pressed one cheek on the quilt, and looked at him: "No."

Quan Yu sighed and said helplessly: "You have to tell me so that I can know why you are unhappy."

After two seconds of silence, Cui Sanning looked at him seriously and said, "Promise me first not to laugh."

Quan Yu stretched out his hand and swore: "I swear."

Cui Sanning glanced at his raised hand and said softly: "That's not the case."

After speaking hesitantly, he slowly got up from the bed, stood on the ground with his head lowered under Quan Yu's gaze, and shook off his empty sleeves and trousers.

Only then did Quan Yu notice the sleeves that had grown out and the trousers piled on the ground.

I looked up and down, it was funny and pitiful, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

Cui Sanning looked at him dumbfounded...

He frowned: "You promised not to laugh."

He glanced at the full-length mirror on the wall with self-doubt, and was amused by his stupid look. He walked to the bed and buried himself in it, breaking the jar and saying: "Laugh, laugh."

"I knew you would laugh."

After laughing enough, Quan Yu stood up, looked at the person lying on the bed and said, "Okay, stop laughing."

"Get up and have breakfast."

As he spoke, he reached out and took her thin arm to pull her up.

Cui Sanning stood up following his strength, looked up at him, and waved the sleeves in his hands helplessly.

Quan Yu saw her bare feet and said seriously: "Put on shoes."

"Oh." Cui Sanning waved his sleeves, stretched out his feet to hook up the slippers on the side, and stuffed them in with the extra trouser legs.

Quan Yu took one of her sleeves and rolled it up two or three times before revealing her hands. After rolling up one sleeve, he pulled up the other one.

Then he squatted down. Cui Sanning was startled by his actions and fell backwards on the bed, digging his fingers uneasily on the edge of the bed.

Quan Yu's hand held her ankle, and Cui Sanning immediately bent down and took his hand: "Uncle, I will do it myself."

Bending down and looking up, Cui Sanning's eyes fell on his clenched hands, and he retracted them as if he had been burned.

He straightened up and looked at him from top to bottom.

The lowered eyebrows were still as firm as when they first met, but they were tainted with piety and gentleness at some point. It made Cui Sanning feel that he regarded her as a treasure, and he made her feel more precious.

The sword eyebrow carved on the right side is cut off by a scar from the outer third. That's a scar because of her.

Quan Yu held her ankles, pulled out the trousers that she had stepped into her slippers, and rolled them up.

After finishing it, he was just about to stand up when a slight chill fell on his brow bone, and it disappeared in an instant.

Cui Sanning quickly retracted his hand, trying to pretend that nothing happened, but under his gaze, there was nowhere to hide, and everything was just covered up.

Quan Yu just looked at her silently, without asking why she wanted to touch her. He didn't speak until her ears turned red from being looked at, but what he said was: "Your hands always seem to be cold."

Cui Sanning looked at him blankly, and then snorted lightly.

Quan Yu stood up and said, "Get up and see if it suits you."

Cui Sanning stood up from the bed after hearing this. The rolled up trousers were neither long nor short, just enough to cover her ankles.

"OK."

Cui Sanning smiled and said, "Thank you, third uncle."

"And last night, I'm sorry to bother you and Nan Nan."

Quan Yu looked like he was thinking, and said half-jokingly: "If you can go through the back door, you don't need to say thank you."

Thinking of the previous joke, Cui Sanning also laughed out loud and disagreed: "A person must be able to say two sentences in his life, one is thank you and the other is sorry."

"In fact, close people should hear these two sentences more than strangers."

"After all, their dedication is beyond the comparison of ordinary people."

The two of them went downstairs together. Quan Yu listened to her words and nodded: "It makes sense. It seems that many people are putting the cart before the horse now."

Cui Sanning waved his hands and said, "So, thank you, third uncle."

Quan Yu's eyes were full of smiles and he said cooperatively: "You're welcome."

Cui Sanning followed him downstairs, caught up with him and said, "No, just say I am willing."

There is a willingness to give in an intimate relationship.

Quan Yu smiled and agreed, his back to her eyes full of doting: "Okay, I am willing."

He suddenly remembered the phrase "I'll never tire of it" that he blurted out when he faced the boy from the Chi family at school yesterday.

He was happy and willing to do everything for her.

At the dining table, Aunt Zhang brought the last soup.

Jiang Xiannan stretched his head and took a look: "Hey, why do you put bitter melon in this soup?"

Aunt Zhang said kindly: "Try it, it's not bitter, it's fresh."

Then he explained: "Last night, I saw that my husband had a broken mouth. I was afraid that he might be a little angry, so I thought of doing something to clear it up."

When Jiang Xiannan heard this, he turned his head and coughed out the soup he was about to swallow.

Cui Sanning's eyes also fell on Quan Yu's mouth. It turns out that she had seen it early in the morning, but she was too embarrassed to ask. It turned out to be because she was angry.

Suddenly I licked my lips, which were still slightly tingling. Could it be that I was also angry?

Quan Yu's hand holding the spoon and preparing to drink the porridge also paused, and soon returned to normal. He glanced at Jiang Xiannan, who was still coughing, and said, "What does it look like?"

Jiang Xiannan suddenly heard the warning from what was an extremely common sentence in the ears of Aunt Zhang and Cui Sanning.

He immediately understood the current situation, saved it, and said angrily: "What a coincidence, I also got angry, and I drank a mouthful of bubbles. I drank, I drank all."

A pot of soup almost went into Jiang Xiannan's stomach. While drinking, he cursed: Old man, dressed like a beast, sooner or later you will let Sister Sang Ning know your true face.

He would bully me and just catch me bullying me alone. Is there anyone like this to be an uncle?

Quan Yuquan pretended not to see his niece's sad eyes, took a sip of porridge, and asked casually: "Are you going to school this afternoon?"

Cui Sanning said nothing. She thought he was asking Jiang Xiannan, but where was Jiang Xiannan?