Isn't it here? But she didn't feel anything at all.

"Sir, you go in first!" Nangong Yehan turned around and said.

Then he got out of the car, walked to Zuo An'an, opened the car door, and stretched out his hand to her, "Let's go to the swing and get some air!

"Oh!" Zuo Anan behaved very well tonight, like a soulless doll, letting others control her.

The slightly cold hand was put into his palm, and he felt warmth coming instantly.

"If you can't let it go, just let it go!" Nangong Yehan stretched out his hand, tucked her hair that was messed up by the wind behind her ears.

Zuo Anan's footsteps paused, "Who said I can't let go? I just feel unworthy for my mother."

Her eyes were slightly red, as if she was laughing at her stubbornness.

"I think mom must be a very intellectual woman." Nangong Yehan has never met his mother-in-law, but he feels that Zuo Anan has inherited some of her genes.

Zuo Anan stopped talking, just sighed softly, then raised his head and looked at the starry sky.

"Is it the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Yeah! It'll be in a few days." Nangong Yehan smiled at her.

Zuo Anan glanced at his shoulder, and for a moment, she wanted to lean over and seek his protection.

But there was always a thorn in her heart that prevented her from doing whatever she wanted.

"What kind of mooncakes do you like to eat?" Zuo Anan put away his sadness and asked curiously,

"I don't like eating this food very much, what about you? What kind of flavor do you like?" Nangong Yehan was equally curious about this.

A smile appeared on Zuo Anan's lips, "Wu Ren's."

Because it feels like home.

In the county town where she lived as a child, everyone liked this taste. Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, her grandfather would buy a few and let her share them with her grandmother.

And like Nangong Yehan, he didn't like to eat mooncakes, so every time, he would sit next to them and look at them with a gentle expression.

In her opinion, her grandpa loved her grandma deeply, because the way he looked at her was full of tenderness and love.

"Traditional taste." Nangong Yehan kept this in mind and asked Qiao Yu to prepare it tomorrow.

"The most important thing is to have the warmth of home." Zuo Anan sat on the swing and swayed gently.

Nangong Yehan stood nearby, looking at her with complicated eyes.

"I can also give you the warmth of home, but only if you give me a chance."

These words were said so sincerely that they almost moved Zuo An'an.

"Opportunities don't come around all the time." She didn't want to give him a chance, but she also let herself go.

But it's easier said than done.

"Is it still because of that video?" Nangong Yehan stared at her, wanting to know whether she kept distance from him because of the video, or because of the person she loved in her heart.

Zuo Anan didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at his toes.

The video was indeed the trigger, but what she cared about was what he said in the video.

"I think I need to clarify this matter with you." Ben was still thinking that she was in a bad mood tonight and would postpone this matter.

But seeing her like this, I couldn't help but want to help alleviate some of her worries.

"Well!" Zuo Anan raised his head and looked at him.

Nangong Yehan took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and clicked on the edited video first, "Take a look at this first!"
Chapter completed!