Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 115 Spring Night (3)
There was bottomless tenderness in his jet-black eyes, and he slowly leaned down, gently hugging her.

Jian Yunshang had always been a light sleeper, and woke up the moment he got up.

The man's cold and hard jaw now looks warm and soft.He squinted his eyes for a while, then leaned on his arm obediently, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Her body was very light, and Jiang Muchen carried her to the master bedroom on the second floor with almost no effort.He gently put her on the bed, and his eyes became soft unconsciously.

She was extremely weak when she was unguarded, her beautiful face was as innocent as a child's.He couldn't help but grab her hand and put it in his palm, his porcelain-white skin was cold and smooth.

I still remember the soft touch of pinching my arm for the first time, and the fiery anger in my heart, which sprang up like a prairie fire.

However, he didn't do anything, but carefully covered her with the quilt, resisting the strong desire of his body, and walked lightly to the next bedroom.

After he left, the person lying on the bed quietly opened his eyes, and a happy smile floated on his lips.

Hooligans also have serious moments!
The smile on his lips gradually widened, but his tired eyes closed, and he fell asleep with a relaxed nerve.

Sleeping until the sun was westward, I opened my eyes sleepily, and the room had been dyed a gentle orange by the setting sun.

Sitting up with the mattress on her hands, she unconsciously looked around the furnishings in the room, feeling eerie for no reason.The house was obviously built in the early years of the Republic of China, but it actually feels colder than the old house in the Gu family courtyard.

"Ah, sneeze..." I sneezed because my nose was so itchy, I instinctively started looking for allergens.

There were no flowers in the room, and my sensitive nose could vaguely smell a little musty.

Looking up at the gilded wallpaper on the wall and the old furniture, she couldn't help shivering.

The last time I came here in a hurry, I was so careless that I didn't notify Jiang Muchen in time to replace these old furniture.

He got out of bed sneezing again and again, and the sound of men talking and laughing could be heard from downstairs.

He glanced down at the time, it was 6 pm.Jian Yunshang was stunned for a while, only to realize that she had slept for more than four hours. No wonder she felt a sense of helplessness when she woke up.

After a simple wash, he went downstairs. In the living room, Jiang Muchen and Jian Yunrong were squatting on the open space behind the entrance with their heads arched, as if they were studying something.

Complicated emotions flashed in her eyes, she deliberately increased the sound of her footsteps, but the two men, one big and one small, turned a deaf ear.

"What are you looking at, so absorbed." Hanxiao walked closer, and there was a little sparrow that was sent back at noon on the ground between the two of them.

Jiang Muchen held a thin bamboo stick in his hand, and was picking out caterpillars that had been crushed into several pieces from a box beside him, carefully feeding the starved sparrow cubs.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jian Yunshang frowned and squatted beside Jian Yunrong, and asked with concern, "Can you feed me like this?"

"Sister, how will you know if you can feed yourself if you don't try." Jian Yunrong frowned, with a sad tone: "When I woke up in the afternoon to watch, the little ones couldn't even bark."

"Yunrong..." Jian Yunshang felt sad for a while, but still cheered up to comfort her: "Do your best and obey the destiny, maybe they can really survive."

Jian Yunrong nodded, the flame of hope ignited again in his eyes.

Jiang Muchen, who was at the side, was slightly moved when he heard the conversation between the siblings, but unfortunately he had no time to distract himself.It wasn't until the whole caterpillar was fed that he smiled relaxedly and said, "It looks like it should be able to keep alive, Yunrong, bring some clean water over here."

"What are you doing with water?" Jian Yunrong was puzzled, but she got up and went to get a bottle of soda water.

A moment of speechlessness flashed in Jiang Muchen's eyes, and he stopped in time: "It's not that, just go to the kitchen and get some tap water."

"Oh..." Jian Yunrong drew a long ending, turned her head and ran out of the kitchen quickly.

Jiang Muchen put the bamboo sticks, stood up with numb feet, looked at Jian Yunshang tenderly and smiled: "Did you sleep well?"

"The furniture smells musty. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night." Jian Yunshang's attention was on the little sparrow who kept opening his mouth. Hearing the words, he said casually: "There was too much rain a while ago, and this house has been unoccupied for a long time. The wallpaper is moldy."

After Jiang Muchen listened, he immediately turned around and left the living room.

Jian Yunshang didn't care, and tried to pick up the bamboo sticks to tease the sparrows.

A moment later, the roar of a car engine was faintly heard outside the door, followed by Xiao Bilan's speechless voice: "Tsk tsk, I said Yunshang, your home is really getting more and more magnificent, but I like it!"

Jian Yunshang raised her head and smiled, just as Jian Yunrong came running with water, she ordered, "Put the bird's nest in a safe place so that Xiao Hei and his girlfriend won't worry about it."

Jian Yunrong responded, quickly picked up the bird's nest on the ground, and ran upstairs quickly.

Jian Yunshang got up and patted her skirt, and asked Xiao Bilan with a smile why Mo Zhen didn't come.

Xiao Bilan snorted feigning displeasure, entered the living room aggressively, and nestled on the sofa casually: "Here we come, let's peek at our old love outside."

As soon as the words were finished, Mo Zhen's emotionless voice came from behind Yin Cece: "Anne, you have such a big mouth, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't chew your tongue for a day, right?"

Xiao Bilan got up from the sofa with a bitter face, and raised her chin haughtily with a look of contempt.

Jian Yunshang was speechless, and quickly pulled them upstairs to visit her studio together.

Upstairs, Mozhen was not interested in the studio, so she just scanned and went to the piano room.

"Yunshang, would you like to play a song with me?" When she spoke, she sat down in front of the piano involuntarily and hesitated to open the piano cover.

Jian Yunshang and Xiao Bilan were both taken aback when they heard the words, and then couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

Since Shen Liang died in the line of duty, Mo Zhen has hardly seen the piano in the past two years, let alone touched it.The elders of the Shen family were worried that she would miss her when she saw the things. After the funeral, they suppressed their thoughts and moved the piano in the living room to the utility room.

Jian Yunshang silently exchanged glances with Xiao Bilan, walked quietly to her and sat down.

Turning her head to look at her calm face, her trembling fingertips slowly landed on the black and white keys following her movements.

What she played was the prelude to Mendelssohn's "A Midsummer Night's Dream". It was bright and joyful, and it was also the piece that Mo Zhen was playing when she met Shen Liang for the first time.

If the mood is wrong, the music that pops up naturally loses its original meaning.Jian Yunshang's heart is like a mirror, and her ten fingers match her rhythm, deliberately popping up the melody in a sad and lonely mood.

At the bottom of their feet, there are bodyguard and servant rooms, as well as a spacious dining room and tea room.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and the dim and unclear light penetrated into the tea room from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, vaguely illuminating the tall and lonely figure beside the window.

(End of this chapter)