I, the first son, became a woman

"Hu... hu... huh-"

His heart was beating violently, and his emotions seemed to be in a state of vigilance and crisis.

Xia Juan was out of breath, and felt that although it was early autumn, her whole body was hot.

Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her red cheek.

But all he could feel was the sweat dripping all over his body.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Almost the moment Xia Juan woke up.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers came from outside the closed windows of the room.

Looking through the hazy oil paper.

Then you can see a gorgeous bloom, straight into the sky.

In my ears, there are people coming and going on the street.

The children were giggling and jumping up and down with immature voices.

The conversation between men and women, the joyful atmosphere of a family shopping, the chicness of spending time and drinking...

All the excitement seemed to set off the desertedness of the dim room.

Even more desolate.

Xia Juan reached out and touched his beating heart.

Her eyes trembled a few times, and she looked up at the fireworks outside the window.

"Scared me..."

"So... it was this thing that woke me up?!"

Frowning, Xia Juan only remembered what he seemed to have dreamed just now.

But think about it now.

I just felt that with my deep thinking, the memories of that fragment not only did not gradually become clear.

Instead, it gets farther and farther away from itself, and finally disappears.

I reached out and grabbed it, but my hands were empty, and there was nothing.

"Strange... Am I having a nightmare?!"

He let out a breath of foul air.

The messy long hair on the head fluttered.

Xia Juan reached out and touched his forehead, with sleepy eyes on his face.

In a state of waking up.

I obviously have a superb memory, and I have a photographic memory.

But why...

I can never remember something like a dream? !

Just like in the year after I was wounded by an assassin.

Almost every night I would be awakened suddenly by nightmares.

But wait until you calm down and recall.

But it's still the same as it is now, can't grasp anything, can't remember anything clearly.

I yawned and felt that I was no longer sleepy.

Xia Juan shook her head, feeling dry mouth for a while.

She squinted her eyes in a daze and walked to the table, poured herself a glass of cold water and drank it.

Bang bang!

There was an endless stream of fireworks outside the window, like the annual fireworks display in Taiping City in memory.

Xia Juan put down the water glass, hesitated, walked to the window sill, and pushed open the window.

Bang!

A dazzling firework suddenly exploded the moment Xia Juan opened the window.

The dazzling beauty is more colorful and dazzling in the dark night.

Do not know why.

Even Xia Juan himself didn't notice it.

Watching the fireworks explode, feeling the autumn breeze.

Unknowingly, the corners of the mouth that had been on the sideways finally turned up slightly, outlining a touch of beauty beyond dust.

Perhaps it was because the movement arc was too large when he was sleeping just now.

The disguise of the chin suddenly tilted up.

Xia Juan lowered his head and could only press it down again.

Then he closed the window and sat quietly on the chair alone.

lonely? !

Actually not.

After all, since she was a child, she has long been used to hiding quietly in the room by herself.

to some extent.

Lonely, this is her own choice.

Because she has no face to go out and meet people.

She is afraid of being ridiculed, and afraid of her "incompleteness" being discovered.

I am even more afraid that my dignity as a man will be frustrated.

That's why.

For more than ten years, she has always buried her head in the sand like an ostrich.

She only knew about the outside world in books, not at all.

If... I hadn't experienced that assassination.

Then will I be the same as that surnamed Ye.

Did you follow the merchant ship at home since childhood, and the caravan traveled all over the world? !

Thinking of this, Xia Juan suddenly remembered something.

After a moment of hesitation, at this very moment, she heard a dull sound from the next room.

next door……

Surnamed Ye? !

Listen to the low panting sound.

This guy is...?

Chapter 387 Peeping

His brows were slightly frowned, and his eyeballs rolled a few times.

After hesitating for a long time, Xia Juan tiptoed to the wall next to the next room with a look of doubt.

Rest your knees on the chair.

Xia Juan gently put her ears on the wall, feeling a chill from the ice.

but……

"Hmm... Could it be that it was just my illusion?!"

"impossible……"

Shaking his head, Xia Juan turned his ears away from the wall thoughtfully.

"I just heard something...strange...like...like..."

For a while, several answers came to mind.

But hazy and hazy, unable to break through that layer of diaphragm.

After a while, Xia Juan finally opened the door lightly.

A small head also popped out from the room, looking left and right for a while.

After confirming that there was no one in the corridor, Xia Juan walked out dignifiedly.

The next moment, she turned around and gently closed the door.

"Guest officer, come..."

Xia Juan just turned her back when she heard the voice of the waiter.

She froze, and quickly touched the keyhole of the wooden door pretending.

There was a mess of footsteps.

The waiter brought the new guest into the room and was about to go downstairs.

But when he walked to Xia Juan's side, he frowned strangely.

"Huh? Isn't this guest officer here just now..."

With a look of suspicion on his face, the waiter quickly put on a smile.

"Guest officer, do you have any orders?!"

"No."

Xia Juan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and turned her head calmly.

"You go about your business."

"Yes……"

Although there was curiosity on his face.

But the little girl still nodded slowly, and walked downstairs slowly.

Xia Juan glanced to confirm that the other party had disappeared.

At this moment, she felt a sigh of relief, and walked unhurriedly to the door of Ye Ning's room.

"strangeness……"

He rolled his eyes and crouched down.

Xia Juan listened intently, but still didn't hear anything.

That talented voice...

This person surnamed Ye is not...

Raising his eyebrows, Xia Juan's expression suddenly became strange.

This surname is Ye...

Maybe roar...

After all, he is a hot-blooded man with a strong blood.

And this guy is very old-fashioned.

He grows so big, he probably has never even touched a woman! ?

Haha, what a pity!