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Chapter 119 She Even Remembers His Birthday

He couldn't find the light to turn on just now.

The light in the room was very dark at this moment. Behind him, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were only opened a little bit. The faint skylight leaking in from the outside wanted to illuminate the room, but it didn't seem to help. The light was only enough to see her face clearly.

Other things are more like blackened, her wet eyes are as bright as diamonds in the night.

Seeing her looking at him drunkenly, Bian Ji Chen let out a cool voice from his astringent throat, "Are you awake?"

She seemed unable to hear what he said now, but was seriously thinking about his question just now.

"Password, birthday..."

"I remembered! The password is 1223!"

"...that's my birthday."

She followed suit little by little, and seemed to agree with what he said, "It's your birthday, classmate Bian."

"What about your birthday?" He asked flatly.

But this question seems to have stumped Jiang Chacha.

She was lost in thought, and all the features on her face were wrinkled together, as if this was a very difficult question.

Bian Jichen couldn't describe his mood for a while.

The sultry air is still stuck in the lungs, and the skin on the chest becomes extremely hot after breathing.This is the case in June, the scorching heat on the ground can easily cook an ant.Although there are still many floors above that are sheltered, it is difficult to endure without the air conditioner.

He just put her on the sofa with her behind his back, and after walking a few more steps, a little wet sweat appeared in the shirt, sticking to it, and it seemed that it was more difficult to breathe.

He felt his breathing become a little rougher.

Bian Jichen stood like this, looked at her who was talking in a daze, and said coldly, "You can remember my birthday when you're drunk, but you can't remember your own birthday?"

She wondered if she could understand him.

Anyway, after hearing what he said, his eyebrows were obviously more wrinkled.

Seeing her like this made him irritated.

That's right, as she told him, she even remembered his own birthday, how could she not remember herself when she was drunk?
Bian Jichen examined him, trying to find some flaws in her pretending to be drunk.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find any.

He couldn't tell what was bothering him, couldn't tell what emotion caused it, his heart was like being soaked in a lake, feeling stuffy and suffocated.

He stood up straight, no longer looked at her, but walked to the French windows with a calm face, and opened the curtains with a bang.

The sky outside had completely dimmed, and as night fell, there was no light at all that day.What he could see was that the tall buildings in the city were plunged into chaotic darkness, and the windows lit up one by one, and neon lights appeared.

He opened the window a little more to let the cool night breeze blow on his face, reducing some irritability.

Seeing that the Bentley at home was parked downstairs, Bian Jichen put his hands down from the curtains, and started to leave with his long legs.

As soon as he walked to the entrance, he heard the woman curled up on the sofa let out a moan.

It sounds like it's hard.

Whether it's a classmate relationship, or from the perspective of her being the daughter of a mother's friend, it's enough for him to send her home safely, and he has no other obligation to do anything else for her.

However, Bian Jichen still stopped.

She couldn't find anything else at home to sober up, but luckily there was honey.He made her some honey water.

However, he discovered something else.

When he opened her refrigerator, he found that it was terribly empty.There was nothing but layers of the empty refrigerator illuminated by light blue lights. When he opened the door of the refrigerator, he heard the shaking of several bottles of milk with his movements.

And a few bottles of milk, almost everything in it.

He took another look and found that there were a little bit of vegetables left.

The rest of the food in the kitchen is all kinds of fast food, among which instant noodles account for the most.

He frowned.

And when he walked back to the living room, he found that her house...was a little messy.

There are all kinds of unpacked luxury goods everywhere on the ground, as well as courier boxes, which have not been sorted out, and are randomly piled up in every corner, occupying large and small spaces.

He was holding a cup and standing in the center of her house, his frown deepened on Leng Jun's face.

Where is her nanny?
(End of this chapter)