"Don't mention it..." Jiang Yimian's tone was dejected, "The phone accidentally fell into the sink."

"Su Fu's phone can't be reached?" Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but ask.

"She had run out of battery, so we went home to charge the phone, otherwise we would have called you a long time ago." While speaking, a man's voice sounded from Jiang Yimian, saying, "Your takeaway has been delivered, I wish you a happy meal." Then she heard her excitedly say, "I won't tell you anymore. We ordered a barbecue, I'll go and eat first."

Bye-Bye."

With a "click", she hung up the phone first.

Jiang Lan locked his phone silently, still as cold as before, as if Jiang Yimian's phone call would not have any impact on him.

When Yan Mei and Yin Wu learned that Jiang Yimian were just playing crazy with their friends outside, Yan Mei and Yin Wu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and went to work on their own affairs.

However, Jiang Zhuo always felt something strange.

After cutting Jiang Nuo's nails, Jiang Lan led him upstairs, and his eyes became complicated in an instant after turning his back.

There was a strange number that called him before, but he didn't hear it at Muse at that time. When he went back, no one would listen.

He guessed that maybe it was Xiaomian who called him.

As for the one just now...

Xiaomian's voice came from the phone, but not her.

She never calls herself "Mianmian" in front of him, which is very suspicious.

This man called according to the request he left to Su Fu, which means that the person who called him pretended to be Xiaomian was arranged by Su Fu.

Inexplicably, Jiang Lan remembered the novel written by Su Fu.

Jiang Fengmian was abducted by Feng Yiting several times. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the outside world, he found someone who looked very similar to his voice to pretend to be him and contacted the outside world, and perfectly deceived everyone.

Thinking of the time Jiang Yimian was alone in Los Angeles, Jiang Lan's eyes gradually became darker.

There are so many coincidences between reality and novels...

If everything was as he thought, then he could not imagine how deep Xiaomian's feelings for that person were.

I don't know whether it's good or bad.

*

All night, Jiang Yimian and Feng Beiting slept together, wild and sweet, between joy and despair, between fire and water.

He tied his heart with hers and tied a solid knot.

In this way, the two hearts will work together to fight back the darkness in their dreams, as if the double-sided drums were beating in the forest against the thick walls of wet leaves, so that their sleep could be answered with the only key and a door closed by shadows to answer the glittering sky with the starry sky.

Their dreams will be united in their bodies or in their hearts, and the branches that are high above are blown by the same wind, and the roots of trees are low below.

Perhaps at first, her dream drifted away from his dreams, and he went through the dark sea to look for her.

Neither the night nor the day can separate them.

He would receive a kiss from her wet by dawn.

The curtains were not pulled, and the moon was left outside the window except for the dark sky.

His hands moved, and began to catch the dawn, offering gifts to the unfathomable river in the shadow of the sky.

Everything yesterday gradually disappeared from the fingers of light and the eyes of sleeping,

The early morning will come with snow.

She is the trembling of time, traveling between the vertical light and the dark sun.

The sky folds its wings above her,

Guide her and send her into his arms,

With its punctual and mysterious etiquette.

He was so excited, facing the sun and the moon,

To the sea, to time, to all planets,

Looking at her daytime sound and nighttime skin.

Finally, she slept peacefully in the arms of his arms, and he pushed the shadow away for her and let her rest...

Looking at the sky outside the window in a daze, Jiang Yimian blinked her sleepy eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She suddenly felt that she was a little pretentious in the past.

If you can’t sleep if the curtains are not tightly pulled at night, then you are not sleepy!

Now, even if she uses a few kilowatt incandescent lamp to shake her eyes, it will not delay her sleep.

and--

She felt that Feng Beiting had cured her obsessive-compulsive disorder for many years.

Last night she didn't wrap herself into spring rolls with the quilt, or, as it should be, she never touched the quilt.

When she said she wanted to cover herself with a quilt and go to bed, how did Feng Beiting tell her...

"Mianmian, you can cover me and sleep.

The quilt will be exposed as soon as you move, but I won’t.”

Jiang Yimian: “…”

Listen, this is still human words!

Later, Feng Beiting proved with practical actions that he not only did not speak human words, but also did not do human affairs.

Jiang Yimian didn't sleep well all night, so he didn't exaggerately like a perpetual motion machine, but the problem is that he really didn't sleep much. Not only did he not sleep, he also didn't let her sleep.

He poked her and slapped her for a while, and then kissed her for a while, making her annoyed.

So, this night was spent in Feng Si Shao, being beaten, hehe, being flirted with, being beaten, and spending the warm and funny way of being.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the bedroom in the morning, Feng Beiting leaned over Jiang Yimian's forehead and kissed her, pulling her arm out from under her.

His movements were already very gentle, but he still disturbed her.

She didn't even open her eyes and greeted him with a "slap". It was obviously the conditioned reflex I practiced this night.

Looking at his arms that instantly printed five fingerprints, he smiled helplessly.

Little hedgehog...

Before getting out of bed, he pulled over the quilt beside him and rolled up Jiang Yimian tightly, like a doll.

During this period, he was slapped twice again.

He shook his head and laughed, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense.

After taking a simple shower, he changed into a light gray home clothes, and by the way, he found a set of changing clothes for Jiang Yimian to put them on the stool at the end of the bed.

When he went to the kitchen to make breakfast, he glanced at the phone he threw on the sofa last night and stopped slightly.

Tap your fingertips and the screen lights up.

Several missed calls came into view.

It's Jiang Lan's number.

Thinking of his elegant and elegant brother-in-law, Feng Beiting pondered.

In fact, he really wanted to thank him, but obviously now is not a good time.

I just slept with my sister, but now I come to the door to thank me and always feel like I am provoking me.

He didn't plan to be so fast...

It’s all that old man!

The last time he returned to Chicago, he was secretly making small moves to see Mimian, but he was finally stopped.

It was not unaware that the old man came to City A this time. He kept staring at him at the beginning, but the other party never made any moves. He did not waste his manpower and retreated everyone back.

Unexpectedly, he took advantage of the loopholes.

When Mianmian was taken away by the old man's man yesterday, Yunqiu was going to take action, but the old fox actually contacted the police secretly. There was a policeman nearby, and Yunqiu did not dare to act rashly, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

He was sure that the old man dared not hurt Mianmian, but was just afraid that he would talk nonsense in front of her.

after all--

He also knew a little about the past.

He beat two eggs into the pot, and Feng Beiting's eyes were filled with memories.

In fact, he had arrived at Muse yesterday, but at that time Mianmian had already taken the initiative, so he was not in a hurry to show up.

It's quite interesting to see that the old man was defeated.

He didn't appear until the topic gradually got out of control, and he also got out of control.

Fortunately, his Mianmian is not the kind of girl who likes to get angry and act evil, otherwise he would not have broken up with him after that night.

But if Feng Beiting thought about it carefully, he would understand that if his Mianmian was really like that, he would probably not dare to be with him from the beginning.
To be continued...