Jia Meng gently picked up Tang Xiaojian's mobile phone and looked at the "Jianxin" that he could only see from the third perspective on weekdays. At this moment, he could move, jump, and perform various actions from the first perspective.
This feeling is very novel and very kind.
Tang Xiaojian's game account is a typical local tyrant. All the backpacks and the warehouse grids are full, and it is also full of various rare props and treasures.
The dazzling array of fashions and accessories in his wardrobe can be used to match his wishes.
He has collected all kinds of gorgeous wings, cool mounts and cute pets, which can almost upgrade the game experience of this orpg into a dress-up game.
But Jia Meng didn't want to explore the role of Jianxin, her eyes were fixed on the large number of private messages Jianxin sent to Dongfang Rumeng in the middle of the night.
First go through the ten lines at a glance, and then read it word by word.
What Tang Xiaojian said to Dongfang Rumeng was so honest, so emotional, and so sincere.
Even Jia Meng went to see it as his fiancée and felt moved.
Looking around, Jia Meng's eyes were flooded with tears before he knew it.
Kenshin, a friend she was familiar with in the game, lay beside her in a deep sleep.
Tang Xiaojian's breathing was strong and powerful, perhaps because of being too tired last night, and there was a slight snoring sound in his nose.
But for some reason, his face showed blue and swollen scars, but it did not affect his handsome face.
Jia Meng was afraid that Tang Xiaojian would be alarmed, and he covered his mouth without crying, and was about to get up to the bedside table to wipe his tears with a tissue. New Bayi Chinese website first released https:// https://
As soon as she stretched out her hand, the ribbon on her long-sleeved pajamas lightly drew across Tang Xiaojian's face, shocking him to turn over and move!
In panic, Jia Meng's hand was unstable and Tang Xiaojian's phone was smashed directly on Tang Xiaojian's stiff nose!
With the aluminum alloy body, under the uncontrollable external force, coupled with the injury suffered last night, a line of bright red blood flowed out of one of Tang Xiaojian's nostrils, and it flowed to the corner of his mouth.
"Ah!" Tang Xiaojian screamed as if he had a terrible nightmare and sat up!
He touched the corner of his mouth along his nose, his fingers were stained red with blood, but he was very calm, rolled up his sleeves and continued to wipe. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"You woke up..." Jia Meng said, passing the tissue.
"Yeah." Tang Xiaojian didn't seem to have enough sleep, raised his face, and closed his eyes again.
Jia Meng approached Tang Xiaojian, carefully wiped the blood from his nose to the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll ask Aunt Liu to bring up the medicine kit."
Tang Xiaojian grabbed Jia Meng's wrist, Jia Meng felt that his hands were locked in shackles, unable to move.
"Where is my phone?"
Jia Meng pointed to the phone that fell on the side of the pillow and said, "Sorry, your phone is almost out of power. I wanted to charge you, but accidentally hit you."
Tang Xiaojian showed a panic on his face, immediately picked up the phone, locked the screen, and placed it under his pillow.
"Xiaojian, when did you come? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Jia Meng could see Tang Xiaojian's mind and changed the subject.
"Baby," Tang Xiaojian gradually recovered and took Jia Meng into his arms, "you know? You were in a coma last night, and you were talking nonsense. Aunt Liu called us to come."
Jia dreamed of the splitting headache after chatting with Long Ting last night.
She only remembered that she fell asleep, and saw a lot of pictures from her memory in her dream, deep into the bones, but when she woke up, she felt everything hazy and couldn't remember specific things.
"I'm fine, I just slept to death." Jia Meng didn't want to recall the scene in the dream, for fear of recurring the dilapidated headache, "Last night... was anyone else here?"
"My mother is here too! She saw that you were fine and left. I don't worry about you, so just..."
Jia Meng subconsciously embraced her chest with her hands, and the clothes she was wearing were all intact, taking a breath of relief.
"We... Nothing happened last night." Tang Xiaojian noticed Jia Meng's anxiety and explained.
"Xiaojian, did Aunt Tang tell you? Our wedding date is set on the last day of the end of the year, and there are three months left."
"Yes, this day, it's finally finalized. I'm so happy!" Tang Xiaojian's hand wandered on Jia Meng's back.
Jia Meng's head rested on Tang Xiaojian's chest. Tang Xiao's fitness had the intoxicating smell of water plants, which smelled very comfortable.
Every time, Jia Meng wanted to deceive herself and tell herself: He is her true son!
Jia Meng couldn't count the number of times this was the first time that his fiance was leaning on him like this. He just felt that every time before, he could hear Tang Xiaojian's heartbeat.
But this time, he found that his heartbeat was extraordinarily calm, and it could be described by his heart as stopping water.
"Are you really happy?" Jia Meng forced a smile and looked into Tang Xiaojian's eyes.
"Don't you believe it?" Tang Xiaojian asked back, passing Jia Meng's eyes with his palm, "Close your eyes."
Thinking of the wedding in three months, Jia Meng felt self-defeating and closed his eyes obediently.
Tang Xiaojian pulled up the quilt and wrapped him and Jia Meng together.
When Jia Mengping lay down and opened his eyes, he happened to see Tang Xiaojian also opening his eyes!
In the bed, Tang Xiaojian looked like a weird black cat, with eyes shining in the dark, fierce and terrifying.
Tang Xiaojian's kisses hit Jia Meng's face like hail, and each one made her breathless with pain.
"Let go of me! Let me go!" Jia Meng couldn't bear it, kicking Tang Xiaojian on the waist.
"Ah!" Tang Xiaojian let go of Jia Meng, lifted the quilt, and stood up.
He took off his coat, revealing the scars on his body.
The waist kicked by Jia Meng was exactly the part that was beaten by Marley last night. Under the sunlight of the morning sun, it swelled into a large piece and turned blue and purple!
Jia Meng, who had thought that Tang Xiaojian was just a minor injury on his face, was surprised and scared when he saw the scars all over his body.
"Did you fight yesterday? Why were you hurt so badly? Go to the hospital!" Jia Meng took out his cell phone, shaking his fingers to make a call.
"Baby," Tang Xiaojian is like a hideous game monster, his voice is not loud, but his voice is hoarsely weird, "you know? I was almost hit by a car yesterday and was beaten again. I was also beaten in the morning. The phone was hit and you just kicked it again! You said, can I buy a lottery ticket?"
After speaking, Tang Xiaojian hugged his head and cried bitterly.
In Jia Meng's current memory, this is the first time Tang Xiaojian has lost his temper in front of her.
Seeing this man who was about to enter the marriage hall with himself, so sad and sad, Jia Meng was moved with compassion.
She took the initiative to hold Tang Xiaojian's hand, pulled him into the bed, gently hugged him, like a dereliction of duty mother said to her child: "Sorry, I did not pay attention to you, did not take care of you."