Chapter 77 Gifting a hairpin and showing kindness

, using the excuse of sleeping in the same bed Jiang Ning woke up when the sun was setting. When she opened the door, she found Liu Mingan standing at her door with a pile of books. It seemed that he had been standing there for a while.

"What's this for?" Jiang Ning asked in confusion.

Liu Mingan smiled and said, "The strange stories you read before were burned. I was afraid that you would be bored, so I just went to Moxiang Pavilion to buy you more than ten books."

Jiang Ning looked at the books in his hand. The cover of the top one said "The Story of Yuan Taishi Catching Ghosts".

"Thank you." Jiang Ning reached out to take the book and put it into the house. When she came out, she found Liu Mingan standing at the door with a box.

"What is this?" Jiang Ning asked.

Liu Mingan opened the box in front of her, and inside lay a hairpin, white in color, with smooth lines and a soft color, and the top was made into the shape of a camellia.

"This is for you, I think it suits you very well." Liu Mingan said with a smile.

Jiang Ning reached out and picked up the hairpin, turning it in her hand. It was made of ceramic and had a bit of weight.

"Why did you give me a hairpin for no reason?" Jiang Ning was puzzled.

"Well, I saw it this afternoon when I went out with Brother Zhou and the others, and I thought it would look good on you." Liu Mingan said a little unnaturally.

The idea of ​​giving a hairpin was proposed by Zhou Yi. He said, "If you want her to understand your feelings, you must first show that you care about her and show concern for her. It goes without saying that you should ask her about her well-being on a regular basis. You should also show some courtesy occasionally, such as cosmetics, jewelry, snacks, and clothes. Few girls will refuse."

So Liu Ming'an took his two brothers out, went to a jewelry store to carefully select, and chose this hairpin to "show courtesy". On the way back, they passed by Moxiang Pavilion and went in to buy some books.

"Jiang Ning, let me help you put it on."

Liu Ming'an was afraid that Jiang Ning would say no, so he quickly pushed her into the house, pressed her on a stool, and raised his hand to untie her hairband.

Most of the time, Jiang Ning was quite tolerant of Liu Ming'an. It was just a hairpin, she couldn't say she liked it or hated it, so she just let Liu Ming'an do what he wanted.

But this time, the bun Liu Ming'an made for her seemed a little complicated. It used to take her five minutes to do, but this time, Liu Ming'an spent almost twenty minutes behind her.

"Okay, I'll pick up the mirror for you to see." Jiang Ning heard Liu Ming'an say with some excitement.

Then Liu Ming'an raised the mirror a little higher and tilted it downward so that Jiang Ning could see her entire bun.

The lower part of her hair was still loose, but the upper part was tied up high with two small circles on it, which looked generous and delicate. The hairpin was inserted diagonally in her hair, like a bit of falling snow in the dark clouds, adding a touch of charm.

"Does it look good? This is the Flowing Cloud Bun. I learned it from the boss lady." Liu Ming'an said as he stretched out his hand and fiddled with it again, pulling the two circles to make it fuller. He said with some regret, "I'm still a little clumsy, it's not as good as the boss lady's."

"It looks good already." Jiang Ning said very respectfully.

"As long as you like it." Liu Ming'an said with a smile, his voice was full of joy that could not be concealed.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ning suddenly felt blessed and understood his intention of giving her the book and the hairpin.

Liu Ming'an was trying to please her.

After thinking about this clearly, Jiang Ning looked at the hairpin on her head again, and she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. The blooming white camellia was just like Liu Ming'an's emotions, passionate and pure.

There were still a few dishes that Zhou Yi had Fusheng Restaurant send over that had not been touched. Liu Mingan said he would heat them up for dinner and asked Jiang Ning to wait for dinner.

Jiang Ning said "OK". After Liu Mingan left her room, Jiang Ning slowly raised her hand and touched the hairpin in her hair. The cool touch came through her fingertips, and Liu Mingan's face full of gentle smiles just now flashed before her eyes. After

a long time, a low sigh was heard in the room: "I seem to be crazy too..."

Jiang Ning finished dinner with a heavy heart, washed up and returned to the room. After lighting the oil lamp, she took out the hairpin and sat on the bed in a daze.

The white porcelain was stained with a layer of dim light under the oil lamp, and the camellia on it seemed to be blooming in the morning light.

"Ding~ding~ding~"

There was a sudden knock on the door. Jiang Ning pulled herself out of her complicated thoughts and looked at the door.

It was obvious who was knocking on the door, but Jiang Ning sat there for a long time without moving. She felt very confused and didn't want to face Liu Ming'an.

"Ding~ding~ding~"

The knock on the door continued. The person outside the door was very patient and knocked one by one without being impatient. Then the extremely familiar and gentle voice came: "Jiang Ning, are you asleep?"

The lights in the room were still on, so of course she was not asleep. Jiang Ning sighed silently, put the hairpin on the table, got up and opened the door.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ning looked at Liu Ming'an and asked.

Liu Mingan looked unnatural, and said with his eyes wandering: "Well, I just accidentally spilled water on the bed, and it got a large area wet..."

Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she could guess what he was going to say next.

"...Can I come to your room and sleep for a night?"

What a poor excuse! What a straightforward thought! Jiang Ning thought.

Liu Mingan finished speaking nervously, and looked at Jiang Ning's face, but found that she was leaning against the door, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, without saying a word, just looking at him steadily.

"Brother Liu, remember, you must find a way to sleep in the same bed with Miss Jiang Ning again. You slept together before, but now the distance between you is getting farther and farther, right?"

Zhou Yi's words echoed in his ears again, and Liu Ming'an gained some courage in his heart, and spoke again: "Jiang Ning, I promise not to squeeze you."

"Heh!" Jiang Ning was amused by this. Does Liu Ming'an have no self-awareness of his sleeping posture?

This sneer made Liu Ming'an's heart beat fast. Just when he wanted to say something else, Jiang Ning turned around and walked into the house.

"Come in." Jiang Ning said lightly.

Liu Ming'an was instantly overjoyed, and hurriedly followed Jiang Ning into the house, climbed onto the bed, and slept in the same bed again.

The bed here is bigger than the one in Lotus Village. When Liu Mingan got into bed, it was just as he said. He didn't squeeze Jiang Ning at all. But Jiang Ning knew that this man was one way when awake and another way when asleep.

Speaking of which, Liu Mingan hadn't slept for two days. The house was burned down the night before, and he and Jiang Ning sat in front of the house all night. Last night, Jiang Ning told him about the murder, and he was so confused that he stood in the yard all night.

Now she could finally have a peaceful sleep, but Liu Ming'an's heart was restless.

"Jiang Ning, are you asleep?"

It was late at night, and a soft voice sounded in the darkness.

No one answered.

Liu Ming'an turned over gently, looking at Jiang Ning's outline, full of joy.

Jiang Ning was awake of course. She had slept for the whole afternoon and was not sleepy. She was very clear-headed at this time, and she knew that Liu Ming'an had been staring at her with burning eyes.

After a while, the person next to her moved, moved towards her slightly, and then held one of her arms in his arms.

Jiang Ning just thought that Liu Ming'an wanted to sleep with his arms around her like before, but the situation seemed a little different.

Liu Ming'an groped for Jiang Ning's hand under the quilt, then carefully stretched out his fingers, squeezed into Jiang Ning's fingers, interlocked their fingers, and finally fell asleep contentedly.

Jiang Ning opened her eyes in the dark, turned her head to look at the sleeping Liu Ming'an, moved her fingers, and held them tightly. She felt her palms were hot, and the temperature spread to her whole body, and her heart seemed to be hot too.