An Nuo's eyelids twitched and she gritted her teeth and retorted: "Don't you call me my full name too? Don't look like I'm a problem every time."

Chen Baifan picked up the cup and drank a sip of water, and said lightly: "I have had a bad temper since I was a child."

Upon hearing this, An Nuo glanced at him hesitantly.

What did he do when he suddenly said that he had a bad temper? Although he had a bad temper when he was a child.

But now... it seems that it is not much better now.

"What do you want to say?"

Chen Baifan suddenly laughed, and his elbow was placed on the table.

He said shamelessly: "So, you should spoil me more."

“…”

Does he think it doesn't matter if he is so thick-skinned that he is in the sky?

An Nuo's forehead twitched, and she was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

The next moment, Chen Baifan spoke again: "Actually, I think Annuo sounds nice, and if you call me Fanfan, I will feel that you are annoyed."

An Nuo looked up at him and asked, "Then..."

"I'm also past the age of being so stingy and chanting the name."

"So," An Nuo frowned, "what the hell do you want to say."

"Why don't you just call me husband."

“…”

"Wife, what do you think?"

"…Shut up."

*

After returning home, Annuo took a shower and prepared to go to bed.

But because she slept late a few days ago, she tossed and turned in the bed for a long time but didn't fall asleep.

Annuo opens his phone.

Because she told Chen Baifan an hour ago that she was going to bed, and she didn't send her any more messages.

And it's eleven o'clock now, and he must have been asleep.

An Nuo struggled for a while, got up boredly, and walked to the living room wrapped in a quilt.

She sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and took out a girl anime to watch.

Almost finished watching the first season, An Nuo curled up into a ball and fell asleep on the sofa.

The next day, Annuo woke up at seven o'clock.

Thinking that Chen Baifan would come to deliver breakfast later, she sniffed and returned to the room to continue sleeping. Her head was dizzy and she forgot to turn off the TV.

At half past eight, An Nuo was awakened by the phone next to her.

She half-squinted her eyes and looked at the message sent by the other party in confusion.

It was Chen Baifan who used to send her a message to ask if she was awake.

At first, he would send her a message when he got up, but later he found out that she didn't seem to get up so early and didn't want to wake her up. He would ask her every time he waited for him to arrive at the clinic.

An Nuo was thinking about the outline a few days ago, and she had basically woken up this point.

Now that the task has been completed, I have relaxed and just want to make up for my sleep.

Now I feel so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes.

An Nuo's brain was not clear, so she could only think of what Xinshu said that Chen Baifan would not let people sleep in.

She replied in a hurry: Wake up.

Then turn off the vibration of the phone, turn it to mute it, and continue sleeping.

An Nuo was sleeping in a dim mood, noticing that her phone had fallen to the ground with her turn over, and the screen kept flashing.

*

Chen Baifan opened the door to An Nuo's house and placed breakfast on the table.

He turned sideways, glanced at the still-on TV, and shouted in confusion: "An Nuo?"

No one replied to him, he walked over and turned off the TV.

Chen Baifan walked to the entrance, looked back at An Nuo's closed door before leaving the door.

Back at the clinic, Chen Baifan sent a message to An Nuo.

After receiving her reply, Chen Baifan curled the corner of his mouth and sent a few more words.

[If soy milk is cold, you can put it in the microwave to heat it up.]

【Today you will come down at 12 noon, I may be late.】

After that, Chen Baifan started working and was busy until 12:10 before getting his cell phone.

Surprisingly, An Nuo has not replied to him yet.

And the front desk did not see her as usual.

Chen Baifan called An Nuo several times, but she didn't answer.

He was a little worried, and after thinking for a few seconds, he simply left for Annuo's home.

Chen Baifan opened the door with the key.

The breakfast was still on the table, and there was no sign of anyone touching it.

Chen Baifan frowned and raised his foot to Annuo's room.

Knocked three times on the door.

No response.

Chen Baifan hesitated and whispered: "I'm in."

He slowly unscrew the door handle.

The curtains in the room were closed, the sun was blocked by it, and the light inside was very dark.

But he could still see the quilt in the middle of the bed bulging into a ball.

An Nuo was still lying on the bed and sleeping.

She was trapped in the quilt, her hair was messy, and her face was covered in a faint light.

The phone has fallen to the ground without realizing it.

Chen Baifan walked over and touched her forehead.

I didn't have a fever, it seemed that I was just sleepy.

Did you get up so late before you were with him?

Chen Baifan reached out and stroked the hair that had fallen on her face behind her ears, staring at her face for a long time.

The person in front of him finally had a movement and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

After taking a look at him, he closed it again.

Soon, she opened her eyes again and said softly: "Why are you here?"

His expression was still dull, as if his mind was taking action.

Chen Baifan touched her hair and said softly: "Go to sleep."

An Nuo closed her eyes obediently, and her eyebrows were covered in fatigue.

Chen Baifan's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he couldn't help but bend his lips.

Soon, An Nuo said something vaguely.

"I'll sleep for a while, don't hit me..."

Chen Baifan: “…”

The smile on his lips froze, frowning, and wonderingly: "Who hits you?"

The next moment, An Nuo spoke a name that he was very unbelievable.

"Chen Baifan..."

Chen Baifan looked at her off guard and asked in wonder: "When did I hit you?"

An Nuo didn't answer again and fell asleep again.

Did she just slander him casually?

Chen Baifan really wanted to wake her up and tell her not to eat anything or say anything.
To be continued...