Quick transimition: become the leading man's ex-wife

Ye Qingning in her sleep, with a clear and flawless face, appears particularly calm and indifferent.

Without the wittiness of the day, she had a sense of mystery.

At this moment, Lin's curiosity became more and more intense.

She is Ye Qingning, and it seems that she is not ye Qingning.

She has the same skin bag as ye Qingning, but her style and temperament are totally different, but she is very familiar with the things around Ye Qingning.

He had to believe that she was Ye Qingning.

What is the reason for such a change?

Lin Ziyan slightly twisted his eyebrows and squatted down to look at her.

At this time, ye Qingning's dream seemed to suddenly turn terrible, and there was a look of fear on his face.

"No." She murmured: "don't lock me up, don't, I'm afraid of thunder, I'm afraid of..."

Her hand began to wave restlessly. It happened that she scratched Lin's cheek. A burning pain came, and Lin grabbed her palm with a hiss and pressed it hard.

The eyebrows flashed a cold and fierce, and the eyes of the bandit Lin fell on her face.

At this moment, ye Qingning stopped struggling, and a tear from the corner of his eye crossed his neck.

The ferocity of bandit Lin's words died down in an instant.

His palm also holds the little woman's slender fingers, which are as white as jade, delicate and delicate.

Not painted Dan Kou, a touch of white fingertips.

Lin Ziyan emptied a hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes. Following the previous traces of tears, he moved his finger to her neck and pinched her chin with his backhand.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked in a deep voice.

His response was just the usual thunder and lightning outside the window.

It seems that the nightmare has passed. The expression on Ye Qingning's face is calm and sleepy.

Lin Ziyan loosened her chin and touched her fingertips on her face. Her soft and delicate touch was as before.

He let go of her hand with a faint smile. When he got up for a moment, he caught a glimpse of the blanket that she had just kicked on the floor, and the silk pajamas scratched to her knees, revealing her slender and delicate legs.

After a moment's anxious sight, Lin Ziyan leaned over to pick up the blanket and put it on her. He turned and went to the bathroom.

……

In the early morning, the wind and rain have stopped.

Ye Qingning opened his eyes and saw that the warm light was shining through the open curtains, which made people feel soft with white.

She stretched a waist to sit up from the sofa, found that Lin bandit speech is no longer in the room.

She sat cross legged on the sofa in a daze, remembering her dream last night. In addition to walking on the red carpet, she seemed to dream of being locked in a small dark room when she was a child.

In the impression, she also had a fight with others. The little boy's face was covered with blood.

Ye Qingning suddenly smile, see her this point of promise, but she at that time have dream this ruthless strength, pour also not be bullied like that.

At this moment, she heard the sound of opening the door, and then a man in a wheelchair pushed the door in, and the noble and cold air came wantonly.

As soon as the wheelchair turned and came near, ye Qingning's eyes were still fixed on him. Then he saw that there was a band aid on his right cheek.

But this did not affect the overall appearance of his face, and the elegant and handsome features added a touch of tough temperament.

The deep eyes under the British eyebrows are more eye-catching, as if with inexplicable gravity, burning people can't help but want to jump into the deep pool to find out.

He seems to come back from the outside, wrapped in a touch of moisture, but the taste is particularly refreshing and pleasant.

By her that pair of unscrupulous Mou son stare at, the eyebrow tip of forest bandit speech tiny PICK: "see enough?"

Ye Qingning suddenly recovered, subconsciously scratched his head: "that, Mr. Lin, are you hurt?"