She turned her head and saw Yu Miao holding up the wine glass and saying to Zhong Nanqin, "Mianmian is allergic to alcohol, so I'll drink this glass of wine for her."

After saying that, before Zhong Nanqin could speak, she raised her head and dries it.

At this moment, Su Mian simply loved Yu Miao.

Zhong Nanqin glanced at Yu Miao, then swept his eyes to Su Mian beside him.

Su Mian just raised her eyes, and the eyes of the two happened to meet together.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly. There was a touch of unpredictable meaning in his eyes when he looked at her.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Su Mian felt her cheeks become slightly hot.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, and after her heartbeat calmed down, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But, I felt inexplicably upset.

If she remembers correctly, this time, the two of them only met twice. He was the parent of her students and the teacher of his children.

Relationship, that's all.

But what did his eyes mean just now?

It made her feel relieved, just like she did something that she had done to him.

......

That night, Yu Miao got drunk until the end of drinking.

Yu Sheng moved Yu Miao into the car and said to Su Mian, who was sitting in the driver's seat with a nervous look on his face, "Go to Boss Zhong to take him along the way, and his house is nearby."

Su Mian was anxious when she heard this. She had just obtained her driver's license. Today was the first time she drove in a real sense.

She was already nervous. If Zhong Nanqin sat in again, she wouldn't have to drive it.

However, before she could say anything she refused, the passenger's car door was opened and the man had already sat in.

In an instant, Su Mian felt that the space, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became cramped.

.........

On Beicheng Street late at night, there were not many vehicles coming and going.

A red polo was slowly driving on the wide street at a speed of 40 mph. From time to time, a teenager riding a bicycle passed her and turned around to give her a look of contempt.

But Su Mian in the driver's seat seemed to have not seen it, still maintaining a speed of 40 miles and moving forward steadily.

Until an intersection, I encountered a red light and the car stopped.

Su Mian let go of the hand that had been holding the steering wheel tightly, and secretly wiped the sweat from his palms. Only then did she dare to raise her eyes and look at the man sitting next to her.

Seeing his eyes closed slightly, as if he was closing his eyes, a nervous heart slowly fell a little.

I withdrew my gaze and just looked at the traffic light in front of me, suddenly the man's low voice came from my ears.

He asked, "First driving?"

Su Mian nodded honestly, "Well, I just got my driver's license."

"not bad."

Su Mian immediately raised his eyes and looked at him, and met his deep eyes. Seeing that his eyes were clear and not like he was joking, he replied, "Thank you."

After that, the two of them didn't talk until they were about to reach where Su Mian lived.

"Drive in directly, I'll take you upstairs."

Su Mian subconsciously refused, "No, I can..."

Zhong Nanqin looked up at her, his eyes a little cold, "Are you sure you can carry her back alone?"

"I......"

"Teacher Su," Zhong Nanqin directly interrupted her about to refuse again, her tone was a little heavy, "You seem to be afraid to face me?"

Su Mian's eyelids twitched, "Haha, how could it be..."

Zhong Nanqin quietly withdrew her gaze and said coldly, "There is no better."

......

The car parked into the garage, Zhong Nanqin carried Yu Miao on his back, and Su Mian followed behind with a bag and entered the elevator.

The elevator went straight to the eighth floor. After leaving the elevator, Su Mian quickly walked out and opened the door.

The door opened, she walked in front, and Zhong Nanqin followed her into the bedroom with Yu Miao on his back.

After putting down Yu Miao, Zhong Nanqin left the room.

Su Mian was packing up inside, and when she came out, she thought Zhong Nanqin had left.

But as soon as I looked up, I saw him sitting on the sofa. The TV was turned on at some point, and he was holding the remote control in his hand.

He looked up when he heard the movement, and the two of them met their eyes.

His eyes were deep, and the eyes were dark and clear at this moment.

She also looked at him, because of her nervousness, her eyes flashed a little, but it was so bright that it was pleasing to the eye.

The night is already very deep.

There was silence around.

Only the low voices came from the TV...

A disturbing factor flowed quietly in the air. Su Mian couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips. When she was about to say something about the suffocating quietness in front of her, she saw Zhong Nanqin standing up.

"I'm leaving." He reached out to pick up the suit jacket beside him, and walked towards the door.

Su Mian raised his foot to see him off. The two of them walked to the entrance, one after another, and the man who was walking in front suddenly turned around and stopped.

Su Mian also stopped quickly, and she looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Nanqin lowered his eyes and looked at the fair cheeks with a little blushing blushing, with a slightly curled thin lips curled, "Since you are allergic to alcohol, don't drink anymore."

After saying that, before Su Mian could react, he turned around and lifted his foot away.

The door opens and closes again.

Su Mian didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What does he mean by saying this?

What does it have to do with him whether she drinks or not?

......

Early on Saturday morning, Zhong Yibai was awakened by urinating.

He closed his eyes and touched the bathroom. After solving his physiological needs, he turned back and was about to continue sleeping, but the door was knocked.

He pretended not to hear it and got into the quilt.

The other party was very patient and continued to knock twice, and his voice followed.

"I'll wait for you downstairs for half an hour."

Zhong Yibai wanted to continue to pretend to be dead, but when he thought of the other party's strength, he immediately came out of the quilt.

Sitting on the bed, he grabbed the small curly hair that was chaotic with his hands and complained with his little face, "Even if you don't sleep, you can't live this life."

I was unhappy, but I didn't dare to slow down.

He jumped out of bed and entered the bathroom. After washing it carefully, he put on his clothes and went downstairs.

At this moment, in the restaurant, Zhong Nanqin was already sitting at the dining table and was having breakfast.

Zhong Yibai slowly shook to the kitchen door and greeted Aunt Guo who was busy inside, "Grandma Guo, I want to eat shrimp fried rice today, plus a glass of cantaloupe juice, thank you."

Aunt Guo looked back at him and asked with a smile, "Isn't tired of eating shrimp fried rice?"

Zhong Yibai immediately replied to her sweetly, "The fried rice you made is super delicious, I will never get tired of it all my life."

One sentence made Aunt Guo feel so happy.

After coaxing Aunt Guo, Zhong Yibai turned around and walked into the restaurant, then sat down opposite Zhong Nanqin.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the man opposite him, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, is it okay for you to wake me up so early?"

Zhong Nanqin didn't look at him, "The old lady called over last night and asked you to go to the old house on the weekend."

Zhong Yibai couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this, "Your old lady is really good. She can't remember me normally, but she thinks of me on the weekend, which makes me unable to sleep even if I'm lazy."

Hearing his disrespectful name, Zhong Nanqin couldn't help frowning.

He looked up and looked at it, and his angular face was a little unhappy, "She is your grandma."
Chapter completed!