Song Nanwu never replied to the WeChat message, and Si Jin tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Is she really scared? Is this all just an act?

I looked at the time and it was already past two in the morning.

I don’t know if Amitabha Buddha is asleep now?

With a sudden thought, Si Jin got out of bed and tiptoed into the guest room.

The window of the room seemed to be open, and the cold night wind blew in, lifting the white curtains and causing them to sway.

The faint moonlight also slanted in and fell on Song Nanwu's pretty and beautiful face, losing its usual coldness and indifference, and sprinkling a light silver glow, as if coming from the moon.

Even though she was asleep, her posture was extremely proper, she lay there straight, taking up less than one-third of the bed.

Si Jin curled his lips and chuckled, as if he had never seen anyone sleep so properly.

"I don't know if you were scared or not."

He murmured softly, and suddenly remembered Tang Beiye's words. He reached out and touched Song Nanwu's forehead. The temperature was normal, but his fingertips felt like they were burned, and the heat spread all the way to his heart.

Si Jin suddenly withdrew his hand, glanced at Song Nanwu, and walked out of the guest room.

That night, Si Jin was worried about whether Song Nanwu would have a fever, so he didn't sleep much and only fell into a light sleep at dawn.

At noon, Si Jin was awakened by a phone call from Nie Hao.

"Captain, Miss Nan Wu didn't return to the base last night, and her phone is turned off..."

Before Nie Hao could finish his words, Si Jin interrupted him angrily, "She's with me."

"Oh, she's at your place!" Nie Hao felt relieved, then suddenly realized, "What! She's at your place? Did you two sleep together last night? You actually got together."

Meng Ruo, who had just gotten up and went downstairs, heard Nie Hao's words and immediately felt unwell.

"What! Brother Nie, the captain slept with my Miss Nan Wu, ahhh, I didn't expect the captain to be such a person. He slept with the only little sister in our team, ahhh..."

Listening to Meng Ruo's howling on the phone, Si Jin pinched his nose bridge with a headache.

"Two rooms."

After saying this in a calm voice, Si Jin hung up the phone, then got up, packed up, and left the room.

Song Nanwu had woken up long ago and was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Si Jin, she said, "Captain, I ordered takeout."

"Yeah." Si Jin replied softly, "Is your phone turned off?"

"Yeah, the battery's out."

This takeaway was ordered before the phone was automatically shut down.

When Si Jin went to lie down in the toilet, the takeaway arrived.

Song Nanwu ordered a set meal, watched TV, and picked up a box to eat.

Si Jin sat next to her. He opened the lid and saw the green peppers in the shredded potatoes. He frowned and glanced at Song Nanwu's set meal. He said, "I don't eat green peppers. Give me your box."

Song Nanwu had just stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth when she heard this and turned to look at him, "But I've already eaten this box."

The food was in his mouth and he hadn't chewed it yet, but his cheeks on that cool and handsome face were slightly bulging, which gave him an inexplicable cute contrast.

Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu without saying a word, and took the set meal from her hand, "I don't even dislike you."

As he said this, he picked at the parts that Song Nanwu had touched with a bit of disgust and started eating.

Song Nanwu looked at him and blinked blankly. Seeing his disgusted expression, she lowered her eyes slightly and took another set lunch box on the coffee table.

Song Nanwu doesn't like to talk while eating.

Si Jin looked at the TV in front of him playing the fantasy drama he had filmed, and suddenly asked, "Who do you like?"

"Hmm?" Song Nanwu was a little confused by the question. She picked up the food with her chopsticks and looked at Si Jin. "Who do you like?"

"Who is your favorite character in this drama?" Si Jin looked at her.

"Feng Ci." Song Nanwu said.

She actually didn't like him. Si Jin frowned slightly, "Why do you like Feng Ci?"

"It looks good." Song Nanwu's voice was a little faint.

Si Jin laughed at this, "He's as good-looking as me and Di Yuan?"

Di Yuan is the male protagonist of this fantasy drama, and is also the role played by Si Jin.

"No."

"Then you still like him."

"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded softly, her graceful appearance in white clothes was very pleasing to the eye.

What vision!

Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu and sneered, then took the remote control beside him and turned off the TV.

Song Nanwu immediately looked at him in confusion.

Si Jin met her gaze and said seriously, "It's not good to watch TV while eating. Let's go to the dining room to eat."

After he finished speaking, he stood up first and walked towards the dining room.

Song Nanwu looked at the dark TV, then looked at Si Jin's back, stood up and followed him.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that he seemed a little angry.

The two of them ate in silence.

After dinner, Song Nanwu suddenly took out a black bracelet from her pocket and gave it to Si Jin, "Captain, this is for you."

Si Jin glanced at the black bracelet in Song Nanwu's hand and asked calmly, "Why did you suddenly give me something?"

"I'm trying to get close to you." Song Nanwu said seriously.

With a faint curl of his lips, Si Jin refused seriously, "No, I don't like others trying to get close to me."

Song Nanwu paused, didn't force it, and put the black bracelet back into her pocket.

Si Jin looked at her, his eyes flashed slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The car was hit and the paint was chipped last night. Si Jin called Wang Yanhua to deal with it, and then replaced it with a sports car in the garage.

Song Nanwu followed him into the passenger seat, and Si Jin's voice came over, "Why didn't you reply to my WeChat last night?"

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