Jiangbeiyuan carried Yan Nian back to his room.
Her long, waterfall-like hair spread all over his pillow.
The white and black contrast in the room, exaggerating the warmth of the place.
Her breathing became long and even.
He was drunk, but he didn't make any trouble. He fell asleep like a tired child.
Jiangbeiyuan looked at her like this for a while.
I feel that the chance of her waking up midway is low.
He took off his shoes, walked around to the other side, and hugged her from behind.
Be careful and don't dare to use too much force.
I was afraid that I might accidentally wake her up, so how could I explain it
Yan Nian suddenly turned over.
She didn't wake up.
This posture happened to be facing Jiang Beiyuan, her little face was buried in his arms, her pink lips gently curled up, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Soon, his breathing became longer again.
Jiangbeiyuan was delighted.
Her subconscious dependence, even though it was in a dream, made him feel extremely satisfied.
He leaned over and kissed the top of her head, hugged her tightly, rested his clear and graceful chin on her forehead, and rubbed her.
This was the most solid and stable sleep Jiangbeiyuan had had in the past few days.
Have a good night's sleep.
…
The next day, Yan Nian was woken up by the alarm clock.
She set the alarm for eight o'clock, thinking about sending flowers to yesterday's client.
When I opened my eyes, I was confused. The unfamiliar bed and ceiling, and the scent of mint floating in the air, seemed inexplicably familiar.
She looked around and finally realized something.
This is the room in Jiangbeiyuan.
But yesterday, she was clearly drinking with Ding Baoyi, so why did she sleep in Jiangbeiyuan's room
Even the clothes she was wearing were from yesterday. When she ran to the bathroom, she saw in the mirror that her hair was messy and she had no makeup on, but there was no trace of ambiguity on her body.
Could it be that she was drunk and came to Jiangbeiyuan's house yesterday
This thought hit her forehead as suddenly as a stick.
Yan Nian took out his mobile phone and called Ding Baoyi.
"Hey Ding Baoyi! Did you fucking sell me out? Why am I at Jiangbeiyuan's house so early in the morning?"
Upon hearing Yan Nian's tone, Ding Baoyi was stunned for several times.
Could it be that you didn't sleep well last night
"I don't know. You took a taxi and left by yourself yesterday. I thought you went back to the flower shop." Ding Baoyi wisely protected herself.
Upon hearing this, Yan Nian rubbed his aching temples and stepped on the floor covered with wool blankets with his bare feet. He felt no warmth, but a biting cold.
It looks like she really came back on her own... going crazy.
The key is that Jiangbeiyuan is not at home now, right
"I won't tell you anymore, I'll hang up now!"
Then he opened the door carefully and poked his head out.
The corridors were empty.
The gym, her room, study, downstairs including the back garden and swimming pool were all empty.
Jiangbeiyuan turned out to be not at home.
While secretly breathing a sigh of relief, there was a secret feeling of loss floating in my heart.
They had a big conflict. He ignored her and she ignored him. He should be busy in the hospital now, so why would he still care about her.
There were cooked hangover soup and meals in the pot in the kitchen, but she didn't see them.
…
After Yan Nian finished washing, he walked to the entrance and the doorbell suddenly rang.
The little woman who was about to change her shoes was suddenly stunned.
While holding up her heels, she squatted down, pinched her nose, and asked in a high-pitched voice, "Who is it?"
Then I thought about it.
wrong.
If Jiang Beiyuan comes back, he doesn't need to ring the doorbell.
The other party rang the doorbell again.
The next second, a string of fluent English sounded outside, but Yan Nian couldn't understand it.
Is he a crooked nut
Open the door.
Standing outside was a blond foreigner, wearing square-framed gold-rimmed glasses, waving to Yan Nian, "Hello!"
Yan Nian curled up the corners of his mouth and showed a big smile, "hi~"
(End of chapter)