you are my white moonlight

With the choking smell of alcohol, Jian Youqing was grabbed and stood up, and the figure in front of her was blurred.

Like the light intoxication brought about by a little drunkenness, his head sank, "Who are you..."

Shao Tingchen lit a special aromatherapy in the house, she only thought it was in a dream.

"Open your eyes and see who I am." Shao Tingchen sat on the edge of the bed, and Jian Youqing leaned against the edge of the bed.

"I can't see clearly, you've been drinking, it stinks." Covering his nose with his hands, he leaned back, and was about to fall asleep in a second.

Pulled up by a brute force, holding her shoulders tightly, Jian Youqing frowned in pain, "Look carefully, who is the person in front of you, Jian Youqing, you are so duplicity in your dreams!"

His chest seemed to be blocked by a hard rock, and he had nowhere to vent, and he could drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk.

In the name of guarding, she asked her subordinates to come over to check the situation, and she stared at the night outside the window.

There was also that white chrysanthemum on the bedside table that was about to wither. She must be thinking about Jiang Zhizhi in her heart, so he used some tricks to weave her a dream where only he, Shao Tingchen, was there.

"Jian Youqing, open your eyes and look at me, and see who I am." Patiently, she looked straight into Jian Youqing's eyes, and the veins on the back of her hands still revealed her true emotions.

Jian Youqing was completely awakened by him, but due to the special effect of the aromatherapy, the little girl was in a coma.

Raise your hand, touch and walk around his facial features, "Man..."

Shao Tingchen: "..."

A tense face has a tendency to crack.

Jian Youqing opened his hand on his shoulder, trying to break free, and slashed at him with a knife. Shao Tingchen was afraid that she would leave as soon as he let go, so he dodged slightly, inevitably hurting his shoulder.

muffled sound.

"Dangtang Second Young Master Lu, what's the point of bullying a wounded person like me." Jian Youqing looked at him coldly.

Shao Tingchen's face turned black, what did she call him just now?
She actually took him for that bastard Lu Chengche?

It's not enough to look at the garbage dump during the day, and it's him who dreams at night?

Jian Youqing's shoulders were almost crushed by him, and he frowned tightly in pain, and raised his voice, "You are really boring, Shao Yelu, let go!"

He was hugged tightly by an arm, and he couldn't break free with all his strength, wishing to integrate her into his flesh and blood.

"Shao Tingchen, you..."

"Jane Youqing, if you move around again, I'll call now and order your brother to stop taking his medicine, and then throw him into the snow!"

"..."

Jian Youqing stayed in his arms obediently, Shao Tingchen said in a deep voice, "Hold me."

"..."

"Ace!"

"Okay, I get it!" Jian Youqing was angry, and put her soft arms around his back.

It's all because of his bluff, he has warned, and his orders tonight are all farts!

Shao Tingchen asked: "Jane Youqing, what did we do yesterday?"

After a lengthy silence, Jane Youqing was speechless, and only spoke when she was threatened, "You participated in the bidding yesterday, and you spent several hundred million to buy a piece of land."

I couldn't see the expression, but I could imagine that she was rolling her eyes at the moment.

The dream has no rules on the basis of reality, and their relationship must not be too bad, because Jian Youqing didn't really reject him.

Shao Tingchen's throat tightened, "If I say, because of this land, I will be framed by someone, or someone you know, then what will you do?" Which side will you stand on?

"I'll probably take you..." After a slight pause, Jian Youqing spoke again: "I should do my homework in advance to find out where the mental hospital is more authoritative, especially for the treatment of delusions."