Nangong Huang understood.

Lojo turned on all the lights because he was afraid.

When sleeping in a haunted house, it is normal to be afraid.

Speaking of which, Luo Qiao was brave enough. She knew it was a haunted house and she dared to sleep in it alone.

"Do you know how my grandfather died? You know everything, why don't you go back to your own home to sleep?"

"My family has only two rooms. My brother has grown up and is a big boy, so I can no longer share a room with him. Well, after a while, I will move back in when I find a suitable three-bedroom apartment."

Luo Qiao stammered in explanation, feeling very uncomfortable.

Is Nangong Huang driving her away?

She didn't want to leave, but people said so, and it would be embarrassing for her not to leave.

It's so boring, life is really boring.

Nangong Huang smiled suddenly after hearing what she said.

"From now on, feel free to live there. I won't make you afraid anymore. There's no need to look for your house anymore. Two rooms are just right."

"Huh?" Luo Qiao looked at him in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Nangong Huang turned his head and finished his breakfast without looking at her.

"Nangong Huang, are you your grandfather's only relative?"

Luo Qiao remembered what Guan Shan said last night and couldn't help but ask.

If Nangong Huang is Professor Gong’s only relative, on the other hand, isn’t Professor Gong also Nangong Huang’s only relative?

"No," Nangong Huang touched Huanghuang's head, "And Huanghuang, we are the only two relatives in this world."

Nangong Huang's tone was a little low.

He lowered his head and stroked Huanghuang again and again, from the top of his head to his back. Huanghuang's long, shiny black hair slipped between his slender fingers.

Luo Qiao put down the tableware, walked to the balcony, sat down cross-legged next to Nangong Huang, and faced him.

"I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't ask you these questions. But..."

Luo Qiao stopped talking, hesitating whether to say the next words.

She really wanted to tell Nangong Huang that he would not be lonely if she stayed with him in the future.

But when she thought of his escape just now, she felt bad in every possible way.

"But what?" Nangong Huang asked.

"Ah," Luo Qiao's eyes dodge and he changed his statement, "I want to say that all unhappy things will pass and your future will be very good."

Nangong Huang rested his chin on Huang Huang's head and looked at Luo Qiao.

"Actually, you still want to ask me about my parents, right?"

Luo Qiao did have this intention. Professor Gong only has Nangong Huang as a relative, which probably means that Nangong Huang's mother, Professor Gong's daughter, is no longer alive.

But this kind of thing involves Nangong Huang's privacy and pain, so she can't speak out.

Once again, Nangong Huang's thoughts were read through. Luo Qiao really wanted to raise his hands and surrender, please don't look so vicious in his eyes.

"I want to know, I want to know everything about you. Of course, you can choose not to tell."

Luo Qiao answered very bluntly. She has never been a coy girl.

Her evasive eyes returned to Nangong Huang.

The Nangong Huang in front of her almost stunned her again.

He was sitting with his back to the sun, his whole body was shrouded in a halo, and he was the most shining luminous body.

His chin rested on Huanghuang's head, his eyes turned upward slightly as he looked at her, and his pupils looked particularly dark.
Chapter completed!