But memory is just memory; it cannot be erased.
Sigh, Di Yimo sighed silently, lying on the deck chair, unwilling to move.
Maybe, maybe he really isn’t suitable for Nangong Xiao.
But it’s not really about being suitable or not; the issue is that once someone faintly settles in your heart, is it really that easy to push her out?
Lying there somewhat powerlessly, Nangong Xiao also came downstairs because the barbecue was ready. Li Hui went to call her down to eat, and she was a little hungry; she couldn’t just go without eating.
After coming down, Nangong Xiao saw Di Yimo lying on the deck chair as if asleep, and there was certainly no doubt about Di Yimo’s looks.
Even though he was not very old, the features similar to Di San Shao really couldn’t be less striking, even surpassing them.
But Nangong Xiao only glanced at him briefly before walking away, her face already bursting into a bright smile once she moved past, truly a youthful beauty. This smile was overflowing with youth, very pretty, indeed having the charm to dazzle people’s eyes.
The genes of the Nangong Family were truly remarkable, not only dignified but always imbued with a sexy aura that emanated from the bones—even Nangong Xiao was no exception.
Even Gu Qibao was dazzled and couldn’t help but laugh, "Xiaoxiao is getting prettier and prettier."
Nangong Xiao’s smile became even more beautiful. She originally wanted to sweetly reply, ’Thank you, Sister Qibao,’ but somehow the words suddenly got stuck in her throat.
In the end, Nangong Xiao just sweetly said, "Thank you."
"What were you doing upstairs? Studying?" Nangong Ran laughed as he handed the freshly cooked barbecue to Nangong Xiao.

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