Mi Ning came back to her senses and looked ahead.

Zhan Lianshi came over with his hair wiped.

Mi Ning closed the book, put the bedside table, got out of bed, and took the towel on Zhan Lianshi's hand.

After she woke up, she didn't know many things, nor could she do it, but when she was there, she never knew until she knew, never could.

The memory was filled little by little, and she became complete.

At that time, Mi Ning took away the towel and looked at her with his eyes.

“There is wind on the balcony, let’s go to the balcony.”

The bedroom has air conditioning on, which is very cool, but this coolness is not friendly to freshly washed wet hair.

"Um."

Mi Ning went to lift the chair, reached out with a big hand, and took the chair away easily.

Mi Ning bent her lips and went out with Zhan Lianshi.

The wind at night is cool, especially as you walk towards the middle of the night, the wind will become gentler.

Zhan Lianshi sat in the chair, Mi Ning picked up the towel and inserted his soft fingertips into his black hair.

Zhan Lianshi's hair was black, thick, thick, and the same as cocoa.

Mi Ning often combs Zhan Keke's hair, and always thinks of Zhan Lianshi's hair.

The father and daughter's hair have the same hair quality.

Mi Ning's mouth bent slightly, and her eyebrows and eyes were like the evening breeze blowing now, falling gently on Zhan Lianshi's hair.

Zhan Lianshi looked ahead, and half of Milan was clearly reflected in his eyes. The lights inside were dim and the stars were dotted, like a quiet and beautiful painting.

He felt the temperature and strength of his fingertips on his head, and the gentleness, and Zhan Lianshi's eyes closed.

It is hard to find mistakes, and it is clear that you understand your thoughts, and it is easy to find mistakes.

I know very little, but I don’t know the meaning. When I understand it, it will be a foregone conclusion.

Life is not a TV or a movie. There is no call card and no chance to start over.

You can only walk one way, bend and straighten.

This is the only way.

However, even though I came back from the bend, the past path fell on my heart and could not be changed no matter what.

That detour has become a heartache for me, a different scenery in my life, and has always made a profound mark in my life.

Zhan Lianshi opened his eyes, and the lights in his eyes were covered by the night, and he held the hand on his head.

Hold it tightly.

It is impossible for a person to be satisfied with everything in his life. There are always things that make him regret, and everyone has them.

It depends on how you view this that makes you regret.

Should I correct it or continue to do so?

Mi Ning's hand was held by Zhan Lianshi, wondering, "A Shi?"

She looked down at Zhan Lianshi, but she stood behind Zhan Lianshi, and she could not see Zhan Lianshi's expression.

But Zhan Lianshi didn't speak, and Mi Ning didn't know what Zhan Lianshi meant.

"Ashi?"

Mi Ning shouted again and lowered her head.

She wanted to see what was wrong with him.

But as soon as she lowered her head, a breeze blew, bringing the coolness of summer and also blew the faint fragrance on Zhan Lianshi's head to the tip of her nose.

It was the smell of shampoo that she knew.

Mi Ning narrowed her eyes, sniffed, and smiled slightly from the corner of her mouth, "It smells so good."

Zhan Lianshi didn’t like the rich flavor, nor did she liked it either.

Although the two have different personalities, many of their preferences are the same.

For example, the toiletries at home all have a faint taste.

It smells very comfortable.

For example, if she made the decorations and decorations at home, he would never say he didn't like it.

He wouldn't dislike what she bought.

Almost everything she likes.

Mi Ning smiled and bent her eyebrows, pulled her hands back, and continued to wipe Zhan Lianshi's hair.

“I like this fragrance the most.”
Chapter completed!