作者: Thirteen pure ones 機械翻訳
"Okay, I got it, " Xia Ling replied.
Su Ziyan: "I heard that your voice isn't good today. The weather is dry, so you should drink more water. Otherwise, you'll have to worry about your family when you get sick. "
Xia Ling: "okay... I got it. "
He didn't talk much, but she talked even less than him.
Su Ziyan had never experienced such an experience with Meng Xia.
Even if they didn't have anything to talk about, because she liked him, every time they got into his car, Meng Xia would try her best to chat awkwardly with him until they got out of the car.
Suddenly, her identity changed. He threw out the topic, but the girl became the topic-killer.
Su Ziyan looked at her a few times from the rearview mirror in the car. From the side profile of the girl looking out of the window, he did not see anything different about her.
Except for the silence, Meng Xia seemed to be in a better state than before when she saw him.
Her skin was fair and clear, and she was very beautiful.
Just standing under the tree, the afternoon sun and the white-skinned girl's contrast made her look like the most beautiful scenery.
Occasionally, the boys who came and went would turn around to look at her, and they would be shocked by her beauty
When Su Ziyan drove over, he almost didn't recognize her.
He had always known that his sister was beautiful, but this was the only time his heart skipped a beat.
Meng Xia didn't want to talk about it, and Su Ziyan didn't have much to talk about.
The CAYENNE drove all the way out of the city and arrived at the old villa area.
The architectural style here was a bit retro and european-style, but after years of revision and improvement, pompous mixed with the taste of the precipitation of time, it instead showed a precipitation of charm.
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Su Ziyan parked the car.
Xia Ling got out of the car, lowered her eyes slightly, and walked in front.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from behind.
Su Ziyan was behind her, and he also walked over.
He could feel a deep gaze behind him.
Su Ziyan walked at a moderate pace, following her and looking at her.
Xia Ling only acted as if she didn't know.
They entered the Meng family's living room.
As soon as they entered, they saw Father Meng and Su Yun who were watching TV.
They sat on the Sofa, and Father Meng accompanied Su Yun to watch a TV series. The two of them sat together on the SOFA, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
The slightly cold atmosphere between Xia Ling and Su Ziyan naturally dissipated as soon as they entered the living room.
Xia Ling: "Dad, Auntie Su, we're back. "
She called out and changed her shoes at the side.
Su Ziyan followed behind her and also changed his shoes.
The man's Aura faintly enveloped her side. There was a cold smell of rosin on his body, suppressing the smell of disinfectant.
This cold rosin was very compatible with Su Ziyan's personality, and it smelled very comfortable.
However, Xia Ling was enveloped by his aura together with him.
Xia Ling sniffed a little, and she felt a little stiff.
She changed her shoes, and he changed his shoes as well.
She went first.
"Dad, happy birthday. " The slippers were not difficult to change. Xia Ling quickly changed, stood up, and walked toward Father Meng and Su Yun with a smile.
She took out her birthday present from her bag and acted as if nothing had happened.
Su Ziyan also changed his shoes.
He was still staring at the girl from behind.
As a doctor, he probably had the clearest sense of the muscles of others.
Su Ziyan clearly knew the girl's nervousness and stiffness when he approached her just now.
He... ... Actually didn't need to be so close to her ...
But for some reason, Meng Xia suddenly seemed to have let him go. She was living a good life, deliberately distancing herself from him.
He wasn't the kind of person who would cling to other people's feelings for the sake of vanity.
However, seeing Meng Xia avoiding him made Su Ziyan uncomfortable.