She handed the water glass to his lips, then gritted her teeth, "Drink!"
Jiang Beihan pursed his lips, lowered his head in satisfaction, and drank the water glass she sent over.
When the half glass of water was almost drunk, footsteps were heard outside, followed by the door of the living room, which was suddenly opened.
Song Jiamu is back
Song Wenxin turned pale with shock, and quickly got up from Jiang Beihan's body.
"Sorry, I just answered a call, it took a long time!" Song Jiamu walked in from the outside holding the phone.
Song Wenxin lowered her head, hiding her blushing face in embarrassment...
But Jiang Beihan sat on the sofa in a good mood, as if nothing happened!
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Song Wenxin gave him a contemptuous look.
It's all his fault! He insisted on letting her feed her, but he almost got caught by his brother just now!
"It's almost time, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." At this time, Jiang Beihan suddenly looked at the watch in his hand, and then got up.
"Then I'll take you out!" Song Jiamu said politely.
"Yes." Jiang Beihan nodded, glanced at Song Wenxin beside him, then turned and left.
Song Jiamu also followed, and Song Wenxin stood in place holding the cup, and then he relaxed...
She stretched out her hand to touch her hot face, thinking of the way she was feeding him water in his arms just now, she couldn't help showing a smile on her face...
...
Not long after Jiang Beihan left, Song Wenxin received a text message on his cell phone.
It was from Jiang Beihan.
...
—Come out in half an hour, I'll wait for you at the door!
...
Song Wenxin was stunned for a moment, and he said to let her go out in half an hour... Was he going to take her back to the villa in the middle of the mountain
What a domineering man, he only cares about giving orders to himself, but never thinks about whether she is willing...
Thinking about it, she sighed helplessly. Although she was reluctant in her heart, she returned to the room honestly and began to pack her belongings.
Not long after, Song Jiamu came back.
The door of Song Wenxin's room was not closed, so he stood on the door knocker, raised his hand and knocked on the door frame.
Song Wen, who was arranging his bag, was startled, and turned his head in a panic. Seeing Song Jiamu standing at the door, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
"elder brother… "
"Wen Xin, I have something I want to ask you." Song Jiamu's face was a little dignified.
Song Wenxin's heart tightened even more... Maybe he... discovered the relationship between her and Jiang Beihan...
"What's the matter?" She smiled, and then asked pretending to be relaxed.
"It's about Mi Lan..." Song Jiamu paused, and then said suddenly.
"Sister Mi Lan made that call just now?" Hearing this, Song Wen felt relieved, but was a little surprised.
Her brother actually took the initiative to mention Mi Lan.
"She... seems to be in a very bad mood." Song Jiamu nodded. Mi Lan called just now, but she didn't say anything.
Instead, she kept crying on the phone... But he also listened to her cry for a long time as if his brain had short-circuited.
"It's also... She must be in a bad mood after encountering those things." Song Wenxin couldn't help sighing when she thought of Mi Lan.
As a woman, it must be very hard for her to face so much pressure.
"What happened?" Song Jiamu couldn't help asking concerned.