Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

I don't know why, but she obviously has the golden finger of acting skills.

But when she lied to Tian Mi, she felt inexplicably nervous!

"It's pretty good, I've been drawing all the time." Except when I lost my temper at her, I dropped the bowl...

Tian Mi nodded, she just quietly looked at the door of Xie Yizhi's room, with the desire to go in and have a look in her eyes.

How could she not understand her own son!

She knew that Xie Yizhi didn't want her to see him like that, but he was her son!

No matter what it turned into, it was a piece of flesh that fell out of her body!

"Ma'am, are you going to see the young master?"

Tian Mi shook her head: "No need, take good care of the young master."

After speaking, Tian Mi lifted her foot and left.

After seeing Tian Mi walking to the corner of the corridor, Ling Wuyi let out a long sigh of relief.

She patted her chest: "Fortunately, fortunately! I don't know why, but in front of Mrs. Xie, I was afraid that she would see something!"

After talking to himself, Ling Wuwen shook his head again: "How could you see anything!"

Ling Wuwen didn't know that Tian Mi didn't go downstairs, but stood at the corner, quietly listening to Ling Wuwen talking to herself.

Afraid of what she will see?

Tian Mi frowned slightly. Could it be that the arrival of this Lingwu catkin is due to some kind of conspiracy?

However, this Lingwu catkin looks very innocent, so he doesn't look like a bad person at all.

Tian Mi couldn't figure it out, she pursed her lips, thinking that Xie Jinnian would order someone to investigate the details of this Lingwu catkin later.

Ling Wuwen didn't know that Tian Mi had suspected her, she was very serious at the moment, she was chatting privately with that bosom sister!

0051: Hello, dear sister, I want to ask, the boy I want to pursue is withdrawn, irritable, and occasionally violent. How do you think I should attack him?

Intimate sister: Raiders? Your use of this word is really interesting! What kind of relationship do you have? friend? classmate? Or something else?

0051: I am his nurse. His personality became like that because of his disabled legs.

Confidant sister: So it is like this~ withdrawn, irritable and occasional violent tendencies should all be caused by low self-esteem. He didn't want people to see him in a mess, that's why he erected such a protective wall. All you need to do is to encourage him, accompany him, and let him slowly open the closed door in his heart. It just so happens that you are his nurse, and this is what you should do!

0051: To encourage him is to talk! I am very talkative, but he seems to like quietness more, how can I encourage him?

Intimate sister: ←_← Whoever says encouragement must say a lot of words of encouragement! You only need to give him a trusting look or a smile when he needs encouragement, and you can also give him encouragement!

0051: ...It turns out that encouragement can be like this~

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After chatting privately with that confidant sister on the Internet for a long time, Ling Wuyi felt that she had learned a lot.

After exiting the chat window, it happened to be half past eleven.

The stomach growled in due time.

Ling Wuxi stood up, shook her numb legs, and went downstairs to have lunch.

At twelve o'clock, Ling Wuwen went upstairs with Xie Yizhi's lunch, and after knocking on the door three times, she gently opened the door.

After chatting with her confidant sister, Ling Wuyi decided to change the stalker into a silent guardian.

She didn't believe it, she guarded him every day, he would not see her existence!

As soon as he entered the room, Ling Wuwen turned his head to look at the studio, Xie Yizhi was still painting.

Putting the lunch on the table, Ling Wuwen walked to Xie Yizhi's side and said softly, "Master, do you want to eat lunch first?"

She didn't dare to push Xie Yizhi directly to the table like she did in the morning, she didn't want Xie Yizhi to drop her favorability at all.

Xie Yizhi gently put down his brush, ignored Ling Wuwen, but pushed the wheelchair to the table by himself, and ate quietly.

In fact, he was already hungry, and he was not full in the morning.

If he said something, someone would definitely prepare food for him, but he didn't want to say it.

So we had to wait until lunch time.

Ling Wuxi bit her lower lip lightly, resisting the desire to speak, and quietly stayed in the corner, waiting for Xie Yizhi to finish eating.

Xie Yizhi's eating movements are very elegant, and his long straight eyelashes are very thick. When he lowered his eyelids, it was like two fans, blocking all the expressions in his eyes.

For about half an hour, Xie Yizhi ate up half of his usual lunch.

Ling Wuwen cleared up the table, holding a tray with empty bowls, Ling Wuwen looked at the back of Xie Yizhi going to the studio.

I couldn't help but speak: "Master, can I stay in the room later? I promise I will keep quiet and I won't talk!"

Xie Yizhi's hand that was pushing the wheelchair paused, and the wheelchair also stopped. He turned his head to look at Ling Wuwen, didn't speak, just looked at her indifferently.

After watching for about three seconds, Xie Yizhi turned his head away again, and continued to push the wheelchair to the studio.

"Master, if you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence! Don't worry, if I disturb you by talking again, I will consciously get fucked!"

Ling Wuwen said with a smile, and then happily left Xie Yizhi's room with the tray.

Xie Yizhi in the studio didn't continue to paint, thinking about what Ling Wuyi said just now, if he disturbed him again, he would automatically get fucked? !

Although he didn't want to admit it, he wanted to laugh.

Although he is unwilling to contact the outside world, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the outside world.

Every day, he spends an hour or two watching the news. Whether it is online news, national news, or entertainment news, he will pay attention to it.

So he still knows those internet words.

Looking down at the legs covered by the blanket, the smile in Xie Yizhi's eyes disappeared instantly.

His mood suddenly became a little irritable. Looking at the half-painted painting in front of him, he suddenly didn't want to paint.

Pushing the wheelchair to the window, the white curtains couldn't block the sunlight.

Xie Yizhi put his hand on the curtain and exerted a little force. He was trying to pull it open, but in the end he didn't have the courage, so he gently lowered his hand.

When Ling Wuwen returned to Xie Yizhi's room again, Xie Yizhi was already lying on the bed and taking a nap.

I don't know if Xie Yizhi is asleep, but Ling Wuyi dare not go to the bedside to see.

She walked to the corner and sat cross-legged, took out her phone and turned it to silent.

Originally, she wanted to play games, but she was afraid that she would make noise while playing games.