For the rest of my life, you are cold and warm

Chapter 1929 Don't forget the original intention
That night, Xiaohan didn't feel sleepy at all, tossing and turning, she never felt sleepy.

She wondered if it was because she took a nap at Ye Haoyang's that it affected her sleep.

Put the blame on one place, but still can't sleep.

She just sat up and drew the design draft, but it was strange, as long as she sat at the table and picked up the paintbrush, everything would be left behind, and only the design was the only one.

Because that's her favorite design.

But now, it's been half an hour since she started writing, but she hasn't written yet.

In my mind, I always think of that picture, the man working in the kitchen, the figure of Qingjun hovering in front of her eyes like a dream, and the breath when he kissed her. It's like being fed sugar.

And the feeling of his hands touching her skin, the warm and callused big hands moving on her body, will also jump into her mind now, making her face blush.

Heck!
Xiaohan shook her head vigorously, but after 3 minutes, the faded pictures came back, even more rampant than the first time.

Xiaohan held her head, grabbed her hair with both hands, even tugged, but didn't wake herself up.

shuh...

The curtains were opened, at this time of unknown time in the morning, it was a little scary, but he did it, opened the balcony door, Xiaohan rushed out of the door impatiently, like a beast that had been locked up for a long time, and was finally caught It's like returning to the mountain.

Holding the railing with her hands, Xiao Han closed her eyes, the night breeze blowing coolly on her hair, her face, her earlobes, her neck... Gradually, the hotness subsided a little.

But at this time, Xiaohan opened her eyes, her mood was almost suppressed.

I looked at the time on my watch, it was 5 o'clock in the morning.

Since I can't sleep, I must sit down and draw a manuscript just like I did just now, so I might as well go out for a run, maybe I'll recover when I come back.

Xiaohan changed into a new set of clothes, and walked out of the villa lightly. Although she was the only owner living there, the first floor was occupied by Uncle Meng and the others, so she had to consider them.

In this society, there are too many class divisions, but in Xiaohan's eyes, everyone is the same, and the difference is whether they are sincere or not.

You are a servant, but if you are sincere to others and loyal to your masters, then you are a person who people look up to.

On the contrary, even if you are dressed in fancy clothes but have a dirty heart, then you are just a person that people don't look at.

Xiaohan ran along the right side of the bridge. In such an early morning, she thought she was the only one who dominated the screen, but she didn't expect that there were people running behind, and there seemed to be people riding bicycles in front, as if they were going to climb a mountain. In addition, there are beauticians in this city. It turned out that they got up so early and were sweeping the streets with brooms at this time. No wonder the streets would be so clean when everyone went out at dawn. It turned out that they were silently paying behind.

It's early winter.

The temperature at this point is not high, and even the coolness occasionally steals the heart, but the runners don't have this kind of trouble, and even the heart is warm.

Because I found that there are not only dirty existences in this world, but also better yearnings, and the hope for the future is full of infinitely beautiful reverie.

In the earphones, the music is still going on, but this time Xiaohan is listening to them attentively.

I plan to run around Dongmen Town. In fact, this is a very time-consuming and labor-intensive game. It tests physical strength and perseverance. It is enough to run around the park along the river for half an hour.

Now it is really challenging her limit.

Although she thought about giving up, she has a stubborn side. Since it was her own decision, she will not forget her original intention.

(End of this chapter)