Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1847 Duplicity (67)

That night, Jiang Wen had a long, long dream.

It was very long, and it felt as if I had already lived my whole life.

When he opened his eyes again, he was even in a daze for a while.

Can't tell the difference between reality and dream.

There is a faint voice coming from the ear, not loud.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, his eyes fixed.

Just staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, the surroundings feel strange but familiar.

As if, he once lived here.

"..." He raised his hand and pressed his swollen eyebrows.

The nightmare had affected him too much, and it made him a little uncomfortable.

There was a faint sound in the bright and spacious room, as if it came from the direction of the balcony.

Jiang Wen looked sideways slightly, his dark eyes looked over quietly.

The glass door of the balcony is closed, which has blocked the sound a lot.

Outside the balcony, stood the man in pajamas.

With loose hair, in the sun, talking on the phone.

It was already noon, and the sun outside was much brighter.

Probably because she thought it was too hot, she occasionally raised her hand to block the sun with her arm.

The white and slender arms were so white that they almost glowed under the sunlight.

Just like the warm and pure mutton jade, it is dazzlingly white.

She leaned against the balcony railing and lowered her head.

The voice was small, and it had been softened a lot, as if he didn't want to disturb him.

Listen carefully, she seems to be asking for leave for him.

Today is the day when the production crew starts up, and she always remembers it very clearly.

A low and soft voice came, and she apologized softly.

In the room, Jiang Wen lay on the bed and looked at her quietly for a while without making a sound.

She didn't move until she hung up the phone and turned around to come in.

Slowly, prop up your body.

"you're awake?"

She pushed open the glass door and was stunned when she saw him.

But soon, she breathed a sigh of relief, put down her phone, and walked over quickly.

"Are you okay? Is there any discomfort?"

She supported him and touched his face.

very nervous.

The face is warm, the fingers are not too cold, and there is no sweat on the back.

Jiang Wen, who was examining carefully and hadn't spoken, gently grabbed her hand.

Holding down her movements, those dark gray eyes just stared at her steadfastly.

His eyes seemed to have changed slightly.

But it's a little hard to say.

Looking at her eyes, she became a little strange.

"..." Yun Si raised her eyes and met his eyes.

"Jiang Wen?"

He still looked at her quietly.

Did not answer, did not speak.

The cheeks are still a little pale, and the lips are still a little dry.

It still looks a little weak.

The feeling on the body has become a little flat.

For no reason, it's just so faint, a little weird, and a little inexplicable.

It seems to have changed, but it seems to have not changed.

Yun Si looked at him, blinked, "What's wrong?"

She sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch his face.

He still doesn't speak.

Yun Si thought for a while, leaned over and kissed him.

"If you don't like this place, we won't come here in the future, okay?"

She rubbed his face angrily.

"Ok?"

He held her hand quietly, stared at her quietly for a while without speaking.

After a long while, he lowered his head.

Slowly, like a cub, he hugged her waist.

Buried in her arms, hugged.

Some effort.

Also a little too quiet.

"Si Si."

His voice became a little hoarse.

Yun Si: "Huh?"

He lowered his eyes silently.

"Is this your wedding room with him?"

(End of this chapter)