Chen Nanyan turned his eyes and saw Eleven's thoughts deep, looking at his hands in a daze.

"Do you want to wash your hands, too?" he asked.

Eleven pulled back his thoughts and nodded subconsciously.

But in fact, he didn't even know what Chen Nanyan said.

The hands hanging beside him were covered by a pair of warm big hands. Now, Eleven completely came back to his senses.

She was surprised: "I can do it myself."

After the words came, she shrank her hand.

Chen Nanyan seemed to have not heard her words, squeezed hand sanitizer and helped her wash her hands. The series of movements were very smooth.

"Okay." Chen Nanyan said and let go of her hand, but Eleven still froze in place as before.

Chen Nanyan just now was a gentleness she had never seen before. If she hadn't felt it really well, Eleven would have thought it was a dream.

"Thanks."

It took her a long time to murmur. Chen Nanyan reacted as usual and took the lead in walking out of the kitchen.

Eleven stood there, took a deep breath, and followed.

In the living room.

Chen Nanyan sat on the sofa with his hands crossed and saw her coming out, and waved: "Come here."

Eleven walked over as he said.

Silence surrounds the two of them, and no one speaks at the beginning.

Just as Eleven was staring at the boring variety show on TV, a gentle voice sounded in the quiet air.

"Don't you want to ask who called the phone just now?"

This was suddenly inexplicable. Eleven believed that she was not a wife who had to carefully check every call from her husband.

Chen Nanyan's eyes fell on her at some point, and looked back eleven.

After a while, the man's low voice came: "Sister."

elder sister.

Chen Nanyan is the only son of the Shen family, and this sister can only be Ye Xingchen.

"Oh, is there anything that sister has to do with you?" she asked indifferently, already having some guesses in her mind.

Sure enough, the next second, the man's voice sounded with a guilty voice.

"Sorry, I forgot my parents' death day."

Eleven said nothing.

Chen Nanyan continued: "Those days, there were many things in the company. A branch in the United States had problems. Many things piled up together. I forgot my parents' death day. Sorry, National Day, I'll find some time and I'll go see my parents with you."

Eleven huddled his hands in his sleeves, holding them unconsciously, and he didn't know if the clothes were wrinkled.

Perhaps it was because she was too calm, or perhaps it was because her for a long time that Chen Nanyan misunderstood something, and the man asked, "Are you angry with me?"

Eleven finally looked up and raised an understanding and considerate smile on his face: "No, I'm not angry, you misunderstood."

Chen Nanyan did not speak.

"You are busy with work and have a lot of things. It's not a big deal that can't remember. It's okay. As for going to see your parents, wait for the later view. I'll have time to do my internship and tell you. It's getting late, so I'll go back to the bedroom first, so you can rest early."

A series of words, Eleven said without a trace of pause.

Then he got up, nodded at Chen Nanyan, and left the living room.

Thinking of the warmth in the kitchen, the corners of her lips raised, and the sarcasm was obvious.

Eleven, after all, I misunderstood, right?

The warmth you made was just his intentional plea for it with apologies.

Pleasant?

hehe.

No, it’s not about pleasing, how could he need to pleasing her?

Everything was just because she thought too much.

The next morning.

When Shi got up, Chen Nanyan was still sleeping.
Chapter completed!