Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"Well, let's continue..."

Nangong Yue is good at playing chess. She loses to master Ji one after another, which makes him laugh.

Playing chess... Is Nangong Cheng's favorite, but not her strengths

Nangong Yue pursed his mouth, and the old man looked in his eyes that you finally stepped back in the chess game

"Oh... Look... I lost again..."

"Looks like..."

Nangong Yue lost miserably until dinner.

After dinner, Nangong Yue looked forward to the stars and the moon, waiting for Ji Liangchuan to come back, but there was no news of him until dusk.

Nangong Yue had been waiting for Ji Liangchuan to come back and fell asleep.

The night is dark, like thick ink.

The wind is blowing, the rainstorm is sweeping, the typhoon is invading, and the hospitality is like a surging river

Nangong Cheng had very little dinner. She left in a hurry and forgot to take the medicine.

I don't know when the rain stops

Nangong Cheng slept in the side bedroom. Unexpectedly, she really slept in the past.

Until late at night, when Ji Liangchuan woke up, the bedroom was dark, only sound and wind.

Pop!

Ji Liangchuan struggled to sit up and turned on the wall lamp. There was a warm orange in the bedroom.

It seems that she left in the rainstorm.

My heart is... Empty.

Ji Liangchuan got out of bed and laboriously sat in a wheelchair. He felt much more comfortable. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was five o'clock at night.

The side lying door was open, and Ji Liangchuan remotely turned on the side lying lamp.

On the bed lay a man, who was Nangong Cheng.

Ji Liangchuan's frown immediately stretched out. The empty place in his heart seemed to be filled with something.

He knew he shouldn't care, but he couldn't help caring about her. He knew she wouldn't give himself a good face, but he had to lick his face to care.

Forget it, tangle with what?

Ji Liangchuan wants to look at the woman sleeping on the bed. It's better for her to fall asleep and won't speak ill of herself.

He really can't think of when he offended her. If he wants to offend... It should be that the woman offended herself first

Nangong Cheng turned over and continued to sleep, but fell asleep with Ji Liangchuan's arm.

Ji Liangchuan had no choice but to climb up the bed, lay quietly next to him, put his hand around him and thought in his heart for a while.

It's very comfortable to hold a stove in your arms in such weather.

Ji Liangchuan's eyes flickered black in the night. No one knew what he thought at this time.

After one night, the rainstorm and typhoon faded away.

Nangong Cheng stretched his waist. The touch of the pillow was good.

Ah!

Ji Liangchuan?

"Take advantage of me and sleep with me. Are you going to run like this?" Ji Liangchuan's voice sounded.

"I..."

"Me what me? If you don't come and rub my shoulders, my arm will be useless. " Ji Liangchuan's half arm has long lost intuition and is crisp.

The weight of her head... What the hell is it made of.

Nangong Cheng bit his teeth and reluctantly helped Ji Liangchuan up and rubbed his shoulder. Ji Liangchuan closed his eyes and felt it.

"With some strength, the meal is free?"

"Ji Liangchuan, you haven't finished. It seems that you have recovered well. I have something else to do!" Nangong Cheng can't stand Ji Liangchuan's attitude towards herself.

"No one stopped you!"

Nangong Cheng angrily carried the bag out.

"Second lady, sir has just woke up. I'd like you to take care of it for a few days." Housekeeper Li stopped nangongcheng.

"I have something else!"

"Second lady, I can't help it when you leave. Sir is that temper. You can bear it for a few more days. I'm here to thank you."

"This..."