Su Wan's eyes widened when she heard Jiang Xuecheng's words.
This man asks even though he already knows the answer!
"Who told you to make trouble? Otherwise, why would I have to use the excuse of making soup?"
Su Wan rolled her eyes at Jiang Xuecheng. She wanted to stand up, but Jiang Xuecheng's legs were on her and his hands were on her shoulders, making her unable to move.
Jiang Xuecheng's hand touched Su Wan's face. He seemed to be sketching a work of art, and his fingertips slowly rubbed Su Wan's face.
I have to say, Jiang Xuecheng's pair of slender hands quite meet the standards of hand control.
His skin color is whiter than that of the average man, and his nails are clean and trimmed short with distinct joints. It's a pity that he doesn't play an instrument like the piano.
However, these hands are now wandering on his face.
Su Wan stared at him in a daze. Seeing his handsome features getting closer and closer, her body shuddered and a layer of haziness like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River emerged in her eyes.
"Wanwan..."
He called her name softly, his thin lips fixed on Su Wan's earlobe, and kept blowing air into it.
That handsome face kept getting bigger in front of his eyes, and that scorching breath poured down unrestrainedly, overturning all of Su Wan's rationality.
It felt like rain in her ears, itchy and numb, and a blush appeared on Su Wan's beautiful and delicate cheeks.
"Let's have a baby."
Jiang Xuecheng whispered in Su Wan's ear, his voice low and inexplicably bewitching.
When Su Wan heard Jiang Xuecheng's words, her face turned red all the way to her ears. She looked into Jiang Xuecheng's eyes, which were filled with a hint of smile, and felt a little embarrassed.
This man actually repeated what she said before!
Sure enough, I have to fill the hole I dug myself even if I have to grit my teeth!
Su Wan blinked her watery eyes, stretched out her slender arms and put them around Jiang Xuecheng's neck.
"Carry me back."
Jiang Xuecheng narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and a laugh spilled from his thin lips, so charming.
He stretched out his arms, picked up Su Wan by the waist, and strode into the bedroom.
With the lights off, the bedroom was surprisingly dark.
But Su Wan could keenly sense the pair of eyes staring at him from above, like a wolf locking onto its prey, ready to strike.
Su Wan's cheeks felt like they were burned by fire and continued to get hot.
Soon, the curtains were drawn down, and several pieces of clothing flew carelessly out.
The two of them were so close, you in me and me in you, as if they had found a resonance deep in their souls.
Jiang Xuecheng held Su Wan's ten fingers tightly, like a raging wave on the sea, instantly drowning Su Wan.
…
The next morning, the cool morning breeze blew across the windowsill, making the silk gauze curtains rustle.
Su Wan opened her sleepy eyes and rubbed her aching waist. In an instant, the scene of yesterday replayed in her mind.
During the days when the man was in a coma, he actually heard what she said!
That day she said, "If you die, I will remarry the next day," but she just wanted Ji Jiang Xuecheng to get better soon.
She never expected that Jiang Xuecheng would misinterpret her meaning and even asked her if she wanted to go find Gu Zihang.
Oh my god, that old almanac from 800 years ago, okay?!
How could she possibly fall for that scumbag
After hearing Su Wan's repeated explanations, Jiang Xuecheng still used threats and inducements to force Su Wan to make many promises.
Su Wan's face flushed lightly like a rose. She rubbed her eyes a little embarrassedly and wanted to put on her clothes and get up.
Suddenly, she felt the man next to her move slightly, and a slender hand rested on her waist.
"Snow City?"
Su Wan was startled and turned to look at Jiang Xuecheng. He seemed to be sleeping very soundly and did not hear her call at all.
The other person's eyebrows were slightly closed, and his thick eyelashes covered his cold eyes. He looked less cold and more youthful.
It's really rare that when she woke up, Jiang Xuecheng was still sleeping soundly.
In order to test whether the other party was pretending to sleep, Su Wan suddenly felt playful. She raised her hand and gestured at Jiang Xuecheng's face from a distance for a few times, but the other party still closed his eyes quietly.
The corners of Su Wan's lips curved up as she looked at Jiang Xuecheng's unusually peaceful sleeping face. Her hand couldn't help but fall down to outline his handsome eyebrows.
These are his eyes, nose, mouth...
The more Su Wan described it, the more she felt that God had been too kind to this man. It seemed that every single feature of his face was perfect, and even when looking at him from such a close distance, she could not find a single flaw.
Su Wan's hand rested on Jiang Xuecheng's chin. She smiled slightly and decided to wait until she finished washing up before waking up this lazy guy.
…
After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Su Wan changed into a simple long dress and returned to the bedroom.
Before I went in, I suddenly heard one or two quick gasps, which sounded like someone was in pain and struggling.
Su Wan's eyes widened and her expression changed. She quickened her pace and pushed open the bedroom door.
From afar, I saw Jiang Xuecheng still lying under the quilt, biting his thin lips tightly, with his brows furrowed, as if he was undergoing some cruel trial in a dream.
Is this a nightmare
Su Wan was startled and walked quickly towards Jiang Xuecheng.
She sat next to Jiang Xuecheng and clenched her hands into his palms. She found that this man's hands were incredibly cold, with a few drops of cold sweat on his palms.
What's up with him…
Because Jiang Xuecheng had been in a coma a few days ago, Su Wan was traumatized and quickly stretched out her finger to feel his breath.
Breathing...
That shouldn't be the strange disease that happened a few days ago.
Su Wan pursed her lips, and her tense heart relaxed a little. She guessed that Jiang Xuecheng must have fallen into some nightmare.
Su Wan lowered her eyes, reached out to pick up Jiang Xuecheng, and whispered his name in his ear.
"Xuecheng, wake up."
The blood drained from Jiang Xuecheng's face, his facial features were distorted, sweat continued to seep out of his forehead, and his hand, which was held by Su Wan, couldn't help but tremble.
"I... won't go with you..."
Su Wan could barely make out what Jiang Xuecheng said from the weak syllables.
What a strange dream. Could it be that someone in the dream wanted to take him away, but Jiang Xuecheng was not willing to do so
Su Wan was stunned. She held Jiang Xuecheng's head and patted his face gently with her hand.
"Xuecheng, that was all a dream, it's fake, wake up now."
…
This was the second time Jiang Xuecheng had this dream.
A blood-red moon in the sky, emitting an evil glow, was watching his every move.
Jiang Xuecheng felt like he was immersed in a dark space. He moved slowly and had an illusion of weightlessness.
"The time is almost up, come back."
A strange voice, neither male nor female, was heard. It seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where the person speaking was standing.
What shocked Jiang Xuecheng the most was that he had never learned this language before, but he could understand it.
It was neither Chinese nor any common foreign language.
(End of this chapter)