Feng Beiting looked at her with his head down, and a faint light shone in his amber eyes, like the light coming from the end of the dusty corridor.

"Mianmian..." He opened his thin lips slightly, and he called softly.

It seems like I want to wake her up, but it seems that it is not.

He seemed to be tempting, worried that she would not sleep heavily.

The soft fingertips gently brushed across her cheeks, and then depicted her lips again and again. The eyes became brighter and brighter, like a flame that began to burn.

He lowered his head and the kiss was printed between her lips.

The heart suddenly beated in chaos and the peace was broken.

A gentle and depressing kiss will melt the ice, soften the butter, and make the cat "meow" to scream.

He knew it was risky to do so, but he couldn't control himself.

Some people just can't quit.

Feng Beiting still remembers that when the old man in the family learned that he wanted to take Jiang Yimian for himself, sometimes he said something, "If you want to marry the daughter of the Jiang family, you are simply delusional!"

He bent his lips and smiled carelessly.

He is not a foolish thought, but a fool thought first and then a delusion.

There is an essential difference between the two.

She is a person he can't dislike. How many people can he meet in his life make people say this?

At least for him, there is only Jiang Yimian.

*

Jiang Yimian was woken up by Feng Beiting.

When I woke up, it was dark.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the sofa at his house, covered with a thin blanket, her cheek on her right was flushed and a little hot.

"I..." She patted her face, trying to recall what happened before she fell asleep.

"I didn't wake you up when I saw you sleeping too well." He pointed his eyes, "Your dark circles are very heavy."

“I went to bed too late yesterday.”

"Come and have a meal, I've made your portion."

Feng Beiting got up and walked away. When he came back, he held a cup of warm water in his hand. "It may also be because I put the aromatherapy of calming the sun and hypnosis at home, so you slept so deeply."

"Arrangement?!" She was slightly surprised.

"Yeah." He nodded without covering up, "I suddenly changed into a new environment and I had a little insomnia, so I put some calm incense at home, but I didn't expect it to be so effective for you."

He couldn't help but chuckled, and the laughter rang out softly, making Jiang Yimian feel embarrassed.

Well, she's too sleepy.

But even she herself did not expect that she would be so unpretentious about him. She was obviously a very cautious person.

strangeness……

Jiang Yimian has not discovered it yet. Usually, people find that something is abnormal, which often means that there are problems in other aspects.

But she didn't think much about it at this moment.

Maybe the sick Feng Beiting did not bring her too much pressure or crisis, or maybe she was simply confused by his beautiful hands and face. In short, she attributed her drowsiness to "deficiency in sleep and calming the mind", so she fell asleep naturally.

When she came to her senses, she saw that Feng Beiting was still holding the action of handing her water, and quickly took the aisle to thank her.

"By the way, your temperature has dropped?" She saw that his face was not as red as before.

"Well, thanks to your medicine."

He arranged the dishes and chopsticks and compared her with a "please" posture, "This meal is treated as a thank you for your care and a plea for me for breaking your car, will you be willing to give it to me?"

"Then you should have to give me a few meals!" I got along with Feng Beiting too easily, so that Jiang Yimian subconsciously began to talk poorly.

The other party was stunned and then nodded with a smile.

She didn't know, but in fact he couldn't ask for it.

Before dinner, Jiang Yimian went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and her eyes swept over the smooth mirror on the sink. Her eyes subconsciously fell on her lips.

It's very light and moist, and I feel like I want to take a bite.

In a trance, she had the illusion that she had been kissed.

She held the water and gently wiped it. The cool touch dispelled the messy thoughts in her heart.

After a night of sleep, her hair was a little distracted. She took off the two small cherry headbands on her head, straightened her hair before tied them back. However, the rubber band was too tight, and one of them flew out of her hand without a trace. She looked around and couldn't find it. In the end, she barely tied it with a thin headband.

Later, the headband that was lost by Miss Jiang was put into the small box of "Mianmian Exclusive".

Of course, that's a story later.

After leaving the bathroom, Jiang Yimian sat opposite Feng Beiting to prepare for dinner.

Looking at the exquisite four dishes and one soup on the dining table, a bright color flashed in her eyes.

Beautiful people make beautiful dishes with beautiful hands.

"I don't know your taste, so I'll do it casually, don't dislike it." Feng Beiting was very modest.

"How could it be!"

She is not that kind of person.

Some of them are good to eat, so how can you be picky?

But whether he should say it or not, his skills are really good, comparable to those of her chefs. And by chance, he cooked all the dishes she liked, but he didn't expect that the tastes of them were quite similar.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Feng Beiting smiled extremely gentlely, almost strange.

"Hey!" Seeing him holding chopsticks with his left hand, she looked surprised, "Are you Zuo Lishou?!"

"Um."

"Then are your right hand flexible?" She pinched two chopsticks with her right hand and knocked them up and down.

"I can only write, but I just want to..." Feng Beiting pursed his lips and smiled faintly, shook his head slightly.

Jiang Yimian nodded in a clear understanding.

She said, they had contacted each time, and every time he moved his left hand first, when he gave her cherries, when he helped her carry things, and when she handed him a tissue to wipe his hands. She noticed it at that time, but she just didn't have the nerve to ask him directly.

It is said that people who are used to using left-handed are smarter, and many geniuses are left-handed.

Her eyes fell on Feng Beiting, and her eyes looked at every line on his face, looking like Sherlock Holmes holding a magnifying glass or Thorndike holding a hand lens.

He noticed it, but pretended not to know it, and ate it peacefully, slowly and very elegant.

19:00

As the dinner is coming to an end, Feng Beiting’s TV is automatically turned on, and social hot news is being broadcast.

[As of now, four murders have occurred in the city, all of which are middle-aged women, and the police are investigating them with all their strength...]

"Clang"!

A piece of ribs on Jiang Yimian's chopsticks fell on the table.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her, silently pushing the plate of ribs toward her.

"Did you suddenly think of something?"

"Why don't you think I was scared?" She found it very novel.

"You shouldn't be so brave." Feng Beiting said this, his tone was quite firm. "The pile of information on the coffee table is yours. When I woke you up, I glanced at it and found that it was all cases caused by the "Oedipus complex" or the "Erektra complex."
Chapter completed!