Jiang Yimian was shocked, but still stammered her neck and said, "You are just hiding people! Your whole family...

No, you are the one who is yourself! You hide!"

"Whatever you say."

Jiang Mo no longer had a quarrel with her and went straight to the bathroom.

Jiang Yimian sat on the bed without moving, not knowing whether he really had a clear conscience or forced calmness.

The bathroom was finished at a glance, and Jiang Mo walked out with a calm face, turned around and entered the cloakroom again.

He looked through all his wardrobe, but found no abnormalities.

When he came out, Yu Guang glanced at the tight curtains that were pulled, and his footsteps were slightly paused.

Jiang Yimian looked along his gaze, and his eyes suddenly froze.

She couldn't see anything on her face, but her hands on her knees squeezed out all her pajamas, which was obviously extremely nervous.

Jiang Mo opened the curtains with a "swish".

Behind the curtain is a tightly locked window, outside the glass is a dark sky, a few dim lights are on, and under the warm yellow beam, little snow shines are flying in the wind.

Just looking at it makes people feel a chill.

Jiang Yimian turned around and kept the movement of hanging around her knees just now. Her heels were pressed against the bed, and ten white toes lit up the bed, "Brother Fifth, tell me the truth, have you been feeling nervous recently?"

Hearing the teasing in her words, Jiang Mo pulled the curtains back with a dark face.

"Don't be poor with me! I just think that boy is not that honest!"

“…”

It's not honest, but I don't admit it.

Hei Cancan's big eyes were filled with smiles, and Jiang Yimian looked at his mentally retarded expression, "I'll ask you, Brother Fifth, even if he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, there is no need to sneak in this way!

Besides, this is our family, so he won’t do such an irresponsible thing.”

"Who knows!"

"If it were your first time visiting your girlfriend's house, would you do such an unrestrained thing?"

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"It's not there now, but it doesn't mean there is no future." Jiang Yimian looked at his nails casually and threatened with a smile, "Fifth brother, you have to find me as your wingman in the future."

"What's going on?"

"If you dismantle my desk first, I will be passive and lazy."

Seeing Jiang Mo's face loose, Jiang Yimian continued to work hard, "I know you are for my own good, and I didn't ask you to accept him as a family member at once, but at least let go of prejudice.

If you try to get along with him calmly, you will find that he is a very good person.”

"How good can it be..." Jiang Mo rolled his eyes and muttered.

He patted Jiang Yimian's head twice, and he turned around and walked out murmur.

Before closing the door, he reminded him with concern, "Close the door to bed at night."

“…I know.”

He gently brought it to the door, and Jiang Yimian obediently locked the door with a "click".

She ran to the window a few steps and got into the curtains, and looked out with her hands.

She saw nothing except the frost flowers on the edge of the window and the few street lights downstairs.

Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Jiang Yimian said "hissing" in confusion.

strangeness……

She had clearly heard something, just now, it looked like a knock on a window.

Recalling Feng Beiting's behavior before swaying in front of her window, it was hard for her not to associate it with the aspect of him climbing into her window.

She felt that he could do such an unrestrained thing.

When Jiang Yimian opened the window lock, she pushed the window hard, and a cold wind hit her face like a knife, making her shiver.

"Feng Beiting?" She called out quietly.

What responded to her was the howling cold wind.

"Feng Beiting?" The volume was slightly higher.

After confirming that no one responded, she closed the window and pulled the curtains back.

When he was lying back on the bed, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but think about a question.

Is paranoia contagious?

Very simply, she actually thought Feng Beiting would come to climb her window!

She made herself laugh.

She sent Feng Beiting a "good night". She rolled on the left, rolled on the right, raised her feet, wrapped herself up and fell asleep peacefully.

At night, she suddenly felt a little air leaking from the quilt.

I rolled on the left, finished, and rolled on the right, and I was actually blocked by something.

Jiang Yimian was sleeping in a daze, lifting her legs and kicking her feet. Then she heard a "bang" sound. She woke up faintly, thinking in her heart, what's going on the ground and making such a big noise...

It was not until the position beside her was sunken downward and she was wrapped in a cold arms with her arms that she finally woke up.

I suddenly opened my eyes, and the endless darkness came into my eyes.

When her hand pressed against the person's chest, something cold and cold felt came from her fingertips, like a neck pendant.

"Why are you awake?" Feng Beiting's voice sounded from the top of her head, heavy and sexy.

"How did you come in, you?!"

"A window."

“…”

She really crawled into her window!

"Brother, what are you singing about?" Jiang Yimian pulled him out of the bed and turned on the bedside lamp with a "splash".

"Romeo and Juliet."

"...Don't mess with Romeo and Juliet." He whispered to him, but half of his quilt was divided into him and wrapped him in.

Feng Beiting smiled and felt warmer than the lights.

He hugged Jiang Yimian from behind, and surrounded her in his own circle with his hands and feet, lazily leaning backwards against the head of the bed.

"Did you knock on the window just now?" The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt.

"Um."

In fact, when he arrived, he heard the brother and sister talking in the room. He deliberately knocked on the glass for Jiang Mo to listen to.

Asking the other party to check it will help reduce his vigilance.

So he made a little noise and left.

"Fourth floor, how did you get up?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Feng smiled modestly, "It's not a rare thing to climb a few floors, it's not a rare thing, your elder brother can do it too."

Jiang Yimian: “…”

Just let it go.

"How did you open the window lock? Did you break it for me?"

"How is that possible!"

His lock-opening skills are first-class.

Put her into the quilt, and Feng Beiting's body gradually became warm, "Well... it feels so comfortable..."

"Aren't you afraid of being photographed by surveillance to attract security guards?"

"The surveillance was invaded by the Prison Temple."

“…”

In order to "exploring the boudoir at night", he put forward a lot of battles.

"It's very late, go to bed early." He held Jiang Yimian and slid down, and turned off the lights.

"You won't go back?!"

Feng Beiting didn't speak for a while, and was silent for a moment before he said angrily, "I climbed up against the wind and snow. After saying a few words, you are going to drive me away?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want to do?"

"Well..." He pondered for a moment, his tone was soft and heavy, with a hypnotic magic, "I want to do this and that, and I want to do this and that."
To be continued...