The sun shines brightly on summer mornings. Adler stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stretched, washed his face, brushed his teeth, changed into a set of casual clothes, and then walked downstairs.
"Good morning, did you sleep well last night?" Ning Sinian greeted him for the first time. Ning Wangshu, who was sitting next to him, also looked over with bright eyes.
Good morning, did you feel like the slap in the face last night? Adler cursed in his heart, but showed a flattered expression on his face. He nodded invisibly and sat down at the farthest seat with a blushing face.
Ning Sinian was not in a hurry to go to work today, but patiently fed his son porridge, and occasionally glanced at the young man with his head buried in the corner of his eye. The guilty conscience turned into shyness, the gloominess turned into melancholy and frailty, and the feminine appearance that I found objectionable in the past has now become delicate, well-behaved, and supple. In short, no matter how Ning Sinian looks at Wei Xiyan today, he finds him cute.
This is probably a true portrayal of suspecting someone of stealing an axe.
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