Nana Ming is also under special attack today

"Excuse me, Ms. Takishima," Nanami-san put down his hands, and looked down at Chiyo and Nozaki who had their backs to Nai, "I wanted to knock on the door, but I accidentally pushed it away."

"I interrupted your conversation."

"No,? I didn't bother you." I pressed my neck at a loss, and looked at Mr. Qihai who didn't look too good, and asked stammeringly, "Mr. Qihai, are you here just now?"

How much did you hear? Woohoo.

Last time I wanted to give Chiyo some love advice based on my rich experience in drawing manga and helping to write love letters, but because I was so happy to talk about it, I completely forgot to deny her guess about my love experience.

"This is Mr. Nanami,?" Nozaki seemed to realize that what he said behind his back was inappropriate, and immediately stood up and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I'm interviewing Ms. Takishima."

He patted the side of the bed: "Do you want to chat now, please sit down? I will stay quietly and watch without any sense of presence."

... It seems that the more you explain, the worse it gets.

"Nozaki-kun, Nozaki-kun!" Chiyo Sina whispered, "Be careful with the occasion—"

"Of course I will focus on this occasion with [-]% of my energy!" Nozaki raised his drawing board with high spirits.

"It's not that kind of attention! Nozaki-kun, really? Why don't you understand love at all." Chiyo snatched Nozaki's drawing board, and bowed to Mr. Nanami, "Excuse me, Mr. Nanami, actually we were just discussing manga just now The character design, that, in short, is a comic story based on Sister A Yue as the protagonist, uh, the battlefield of love."

I covered her mouth from behind.

If I go on, I will probably become a bad guy who makes friends with bad intentions in Mr. Nanami's mind,? Woohoo.

Chiyo struggled for a while, looked up at Shen Yao, suddenly realized, and compared me with an OK.

I hesitated to talk to her, and she leaned into my ear and said, "I understand, I understand, sister Ayue doesn't want us to disturb you, right, I'm leaving with Nozaki-kun now, sister Ayue can be with Mr. Qihai... "

Speaking of this, her face flushed a little: "I won't say it, as expected, Sister Ayue is also sweet when she is in love."

"Chiyo, it's really not, Mr. Nanami and I are friends." I crossed her and begged, "Stop talking about it."

"Eh?" Chiyo looked at Shen Yao suspiciously and whispered, "But just now your expression suddenly became like super delicious sweet corn."

"Besides," she seemed to be trying to keep her voice to a minimum, covering her mouth with her hands, as if an intelligence officer were docking, "Mr. Nanami obviously doesn't seem to want to deny it."

Chiyo...

I covered my face with my hands, and glanced at Mr. Qihai, but I didn't dare to look at his expression carefully and turned back.

Do you really think that your voice is low? If the intelligence personnel talk like this, your organization will be over immediately.

The reason why Mr. Nanami didn't deny it was because he didn't want to embarrass me more in public.

"Anyway, can I trouble Mr. Qihai to accompany Sister Ayue now? Nozaki-kun and I have something to do and we have to go back first!"

Chiyo jumped up and stood up, dragged her hands and grabbed her in vain, but she dodged like a fish.

She poked her head halfway out from the door: "By the way, Mr. Qihai, I borrowed a wheelchair from the nurse just now, but I can't come tomorrow because I have something to do. I don't know if Mr. Qihai has time to push the boat.

Chiyo is a very cute girl, and she looks forward to seeing Caibao, who probably can't refuse her polite request, I saw Mr. Nanami nodding his head: "If Miss Takishima doesn't mind, of course."

"Thank you, you are such a good person." Chiyo blatantly made a "V" to me in front of Mr. Nanami, mouthed "bye", and dragged Nozaki, who was staying behind, to run away.

"Sir, it will take a long time to come here." I rubbed my neck and called Cha

"If another Nakaya-kun would come sooner," Mr. Nanami closed the door, walked to the bedside and picked up the business card that had fallen down, tilting his head to look at Sanyao, "Of course Ms. Takishima can ask him if she wants."

"After all, you are the one who has to make the choice." He said slowly, as if he was chewing carefully on his father's horseshoe crab, "I have no reason to interfere with Miss Takino's relationship."

"Not to mention," he paused, "it's someone who has a good relationship with Miss Takino and may be pursuing Miss Takino."

Although it is different from the usual words like "Miss Takishima, please be careful", Nanami-san inexplicably makes me feel scared now.

I hurriedly said: "I don't have that choice. It was Nozaki who insisted on collecting manga materials and asked me to tell him what happened recently. That's why I told him about the people who have been to the hospital."

"Others are their nonsense," I lowered my voice a little guilty, "although part of the reason is that I didn't make it clear to Chiyo, making her mistakenly think that I can provide relationship advice because... I have had several relationships."

When it comes to the second half of the sentence, my voice is so weak that it may be smaller than a mosquito humming.

In fact, I just read a lot of shoujo manga, know the hero and heroine very well, and have rich experience in love counseling... But this level can be regarded as quite understanding of love affairs!That's why I said it's about the same as having talked with several boyfriends!

So it's not a big problem for me to say that.

"Huh?" Mr. Nanami dragged his voice, "Just now that little girl asked Ms. Takishima for advice on dating?"

"……is it not OK?"

Mr. Nanami looked at the bath with the eyes of a pet who could not understand human language!

"Anyway!" I pulled the quilt onto my lap: "Forget what they said, sir! I don't have... anyone I like, because I have to work on a store—yes, I am busy opening a store. "

"Really." Mr. Nanami said nonchalantly, "Miss Takishima doesn't have to say it with such a proud expression."

The tense atmosphere seemed to be a little more relaxed. I tentatively moved a very small distance towards him, and raised my head again: "Zhongya is a friend I met before I came to Tokyo."

"It's friends who eat together, chat together, and have a good relationship." I gestured for a long time, trying to tell the subtle difference between Zhongya and Mr. Qihai in my heart, but the more I said it, the more I felt wrong, and I was frustrated, "In short, it is my friend."

"It's different from Mr. Nanami."

I blurted out the phrase as it came to my mind.

what.

I looked up at Caiyao Oren, and smiled at him: "Chuya is different from Mr. Qihai."

"What's the difference between one friend and another friend?" Mr. Qihai picked up the apple and peeled it skillfully with a vegetable knife. The peeled apple skin looked delicate and neat.

I nodded vigorously, and moved a little closer to Mr. Nanami: "I'm glad you can come."

Nanami-san seemed to have noticed my small movements, and looked over as if examining me.

When I was about to obediently move back to my original position, he finally turned his gaze back to the apple: "That's it."

I breathed a sigh of relief, put my hands on my knees, and watched my husband peel the apple without blinking, and once again justified myself.

"I really didn't spread rumors about my husband behind my back, nor did I say anything, and I didn't want to make weird choices."

but.

Because of something I did wrong, Mr. Nanami, who has a good relationship with me recently, was forcibly regarded as my suitor. I felt very guilty, and I blushed with guilt.

So I sincerely apologize in the next sentence: "I will explain to Chiyo and the others, I'm sorry."

It will definitely not affect... Mr. liking others.

Nanami-san thinks so.

"In this way, Mr. Qihai can stop blaming me." I closed one eye and observed him with the other.

If he doesn't agree, I will immediately shut up and escape from reality.

"What time do you want to come out tomorrow?" Mr. Qihai suddenly asked about other things.

"Eh? Ah, it's past nine o'clock? I think the sun will be better." I diverted my attention and thought for a while, then touched the material source to answer.

"Okay." He handed me the apple, "I'll be here."

"Work?"

"It happens to be a rest day."

"Not lying? You can't work overtime at other times just because you're worried about me, or I'll hate myself for disrupting my husband's rhythm."

"Do not worry."

"Then I'll wait for my husband tomorrow." I happily took a bite of the money, and couldn't help laughing, "Sir, too."

I tried to grab the knife in his hand and help him peel an apple, and told him like a treasure: "This is so sweet, and it's much sweeter than this morning."

"Patients don't want to treat me anymore," he looked at me quietly with his elbows on his back, "eat quickly."

He held the knife up in the air, and picked it up and sipped it in a hurry to repair the broken sword. I patted the corner of the table with my hand: "Ah, I want my husband to taste it."

"Really, super sweet."

Mr. Qihai is still holding his arms and laughing silently⊥二

He handed over a paper towel, pressed it on my hand holding the apple, and pushed it all the way to my face.

I looked at Cai's taupe eyes, which were as deep as a well gushing out of a clear spring. I slowly held the paper with my fingertips, nodded slowly, and slowly wiped off the juice sticking to the corners of my mouth with the paper.

"It does look sweet." Mr. Nanami commented.

I lowered my head, buried my nose and mouth in the paper mulberry and whispered "hmm".

Mr.'s sight enveloped Shen Yao like some kind of soft fishing net. I wanted to hide myself, but for a moment I thought that it didn't matter if I was caught by him.

Are the fishermen so savvy?

I raised my head again, looked at my husband for a few seconds, turned my head to look at the clock and the nurse sister who didn't know if she would come in suddenly, and then couldn't help but look at Mr. Nanami.

In this way, let the fish throw themselves into the trap.

Mr. Qihai, who caught the fish, didn't know if there was someone in his heart who wanted to feed the fish. He also didn't know whether he wanted to cook the fish in warm water or take it home as an ornamental fish to grow up.

The feeling of being cooked as a dish may be more uncomfortable, so I hope that Mr. Nanami will choose the latter.The more I think about it, the more crooked it becomes.

"Tomorrow, I can bring you breakfast." Mr. Qihai, who has been promoted to the fishing master in my heart, said, "If you like drinking milk, I can bring it for you as well."

"Is there anything else you need?"

I shook my head, and it was strange to hear Nanami-san suddenly explaining what to do tomorrow one by one.

His way of questioning seemed to be lying to the embarrassing tailor. Could it be that Mr. Nanami had to list things to do even when visiting friends?

"Mr. Qihai, you..."

Mr. Qihai's hand on the cabinet tightened in my vision: "What's wrong?"

"Sure enough, he is a very rigorous and serious person." I sighed.

Mr. Qihai's hand quickly relaxed, and I put my hand on the bedside cabinet, flattened it, pressed my fingertips on Mr.'s hand that was going to hold a water glass for me, and pressed it again.

He looked at my hand, then at Shen Yao

"Although I don't know that Mr. Qihai is tailoring the base according to the color! I want to enjoy this cup, holding the glass in front of my face, "But, I am very happy that you can come here. "

"Mr. Qihai took a lot of time to find me than I expected, and I've already seen you," I tilted my head from the side of the fat panda head cup, and sipped at him, "I'm very satisfied."

"I don't need to do so many things at all, as long as you are in front of me, I feel super happy!" I hid my face again and said.

"Is the gentleman happier now?" I asked this question again.

Mr. Nanami separated his thumb from his palm, so that his eyes were covered by the palm, and I heard his low laughter. When I raised my head, I could only see the curved part of his high nose. Mouth.

Okay, this time he didn't answer, and I knew he was happy.

"Tomorrow morning." He finally let go, "I'll accompany you to see the flowers behind the hospital."

"If Ms. Takishima doesn't mind, can you tell me about that Mr. Chuya?" Mr. Wang looked away, "After all, he mentioned that he wanted to see me."

"I also want to meet someone who is said to be Miss Takishima's favorite type." He said in a joking tone.

He had the look of a fisherman about to net a fish.

And the fish was so watched that he only dared to mutter: "Say no, otherwise..."

Otherwise, if Mr. Nanami insists on taking Chiyo's words seriously, then he will be listed as "my suitor" in Chiyo's mouth with Chuya, and become "the type I like"...won't Mr. Nanami also be added.

Nanami-san is really too much.

I squeezed the pendant and bored myself into an ostrich.

Actually making fun of me like this.

He must have forgotten that when he said that, he was actually bringing himself into the joke, making himself the equal of me.

Mr. stupid Nanami.

The author has something to say: I also want to comment today! ! !

Qihai’s control group is Chuya hhh

Ah Yue (smirking): Apples are super sweet.

Qihai (slowly): Well, it's very sweet.

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