After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

As the other side of the mattress sank, Gu Sihan was already lying on his side beside her.

The warm yellow light in the room dimmed, only the moonlight poured in from the window and sprinkled on the edge of the bed.

Through the moonlight, she could clearly see the outline of the facial features of the person next to her pillow.

His eye sockets are deep, his eyebrows are straight and straight, his thin lips are cold, but when he closes his eyes, he looks gentle like a child.

Ye Nanqing's heart throbbed when he saw it.

As if aware of her scrutinizing eyes, Gu Sihan stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms, pressing her head on his chest, "Qingqing, good boy, it's time to sleep."

Close to the man's strong chest, you can hear his heartbeat, and you can also smell the charming masculine breath emanating from him.

Ye Nanqing opened his eyes wide in the darkness, his breathing rhythm was all messed up.

His arms were firm and hard, and when he held her tightly in his arms, a sense of security wrapped her up.

This hug, this smell, are all inexplicably familiar.

Knowing her gradually made her eyes wet.

it's him...

The one who took her from the hospital where no one cared, the one who took her out of the woods in a coma.

If in the last life, she was willing to feel the hot feelings hidden under this thick chest, even once, all the truth would come to the surface.

But she didn't. Every time she kissed him in the past, she wanted to push him away and run away from him.

She never listened to him well or asked him if he loved her.

Touching the man's handsome brow bone with her fingers, her eyes were full of guilt:

"Sihan, I'm sorry, I'll love you in the future, okay?"

no respond.

Hearing his heavy and tired breathing, and seeing his tightly closed eyes, she found the corner of his lips through the moonlight, and her cherry-like lips gently covered it...

That night, she leaned against his arms and slept very peacefully.

Until the sound of birds singing in the morning came from outside the window, and the mottled sunlight outside the window shone on her jade-like white skin through the window, she opened her eyes and found that Gu Sihan had disappeared at some point.

The tightly covered corners of the mattress and the wounds that have been re-dressed are the traces left by him.

He is like this, hiding his love in the details, which makes people feel distressed when they think about it.

She tried to get out of bed cautiously, and found that her injured leg was much better, and she could barely move.

When Ye Nanqing opened the door and went downstairs, Gu Sihan was just about to come up with a plate.

He put on a loose gray silk-textured home coat, and the buttons on his chest were unbuttoned, revealing the solid and muscular muscles inside, and the freshly washed hair still had a little wetness, casually resting on his forehead.

"Qingqing, don't move around, I'll put this down and come here." Gu Sihan carried the dinner plate into the spare dining room on the second floor, and quickly turned back to pick her up.

The moment he flew into the air, Ye Nanqing's hand couldn't help hooking his neck, and the tip of his nose was filled with the scent of shampoo left in his hair.

She fiddled with the ends of his hair curiously, like a child who has caught some new toy, "Sihan, your hair is so soft."

Gu Sihan felt the constant numbness coming from the top of his head, his face turned dark, he had no choice but to coax her softly: "Qingqing, stop making trouble, do you know what you are doing? "

She herself is like a fool, not knowing that to him, every touch from her seems to whet his appetite, making him distracted and his breathing disordered.

"Sihan, don't move." Ye Nanqing suddenly called her to stop.

Gu Sihan was really fixed in place like a wooden man.

Looking down, he saw the person in his arms staring at his neck intently.

His hands climbed up from his chest to his neck little by little, this action made half of Gu Sihan's body stiffer.

As her breath approached, he could even clearly feel the subtle sensation of her breath hitting his collarbone.

"Sihan, there is a bunch of dandelion seeds on your clothes, look, it's fluffy." She seriously handed the fluffy fluff in her hand to Gu Sihan's eyes, "Why did the dandelion seeds float into the house? It landed on your clothes... Huh? Why are your ears red?"

"The air in the room is not circulating, and I have a headache." Gu Sihan quickly walked over and placed Ye Nanqing in front of the dining table.

Ye Nanqing was about to say something, but the back of his head was suddenly pinned down by his big hand.

He leaned over and precisely held her restless lips, like the scorching sun yearning for spring rain, sucking the breath that belonged between her lips and teeth.

I don't know how long it has passed, until Ye Nanqing faintly felt that it was difficult to breathe...

He finally let her go, his black eyes looked at her affectionately, but there was a trace of helpless warning in the corner of his mouth.

"Qingqing, eat well."

"..." Ye Nanqing hesitated to speak, and obediently picked up the porridge on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gu Sihan hurried downstairs after answering a phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone was the aunt who was in charge of taking care of Ye Nanqing before, "Boss Gu, I have taken care of everything at home, and I can come to the villa in the afternoon to take care of Miss Nanqing."

"No, you can ask for a few more days off."

"But……"

"The salary is settled as usual. When Nan Qing asked, you said that your family has urgent matters."

"Okay!" Auntie felt that she was getting a big deal.

"..."

The ancient castle that Cao Jiayun painstakingly built is deep in the suburbs, hidden in the mountains and forests, and rarely visited by people.

In particular, there are no other buildings around, and even the nearest road is one kilometer away.

It is a good place for Tibetans.

Tang Zhuo stopped the car, got out and opened the door, and came out to meet the people inside.

"Master Si, Wang Qiuxiang has also been transferred here."

Gu Si walked in with a cold face.

Cao Jiayun's people have long been dead and injured, and the castle has been cleaned up so that there is no trace left.

What's more, this is Cao Jiayun's private domain, few people know about it, and no one has ever set foot in it.

So when you push the door and go in, you will feel empty and desolate.

Even the flowers and plants in the castle, because no one took care of them, withered little by little, leaving a messy trace.

"Then take me to see those beasts one by one." Gu Sihan pursed his lips and said.

Cao Jiayun never imagined that the place where he had worked so hard to imprison those "prey" would one day become the place where he was imprisoned.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside, at first he thought it was someone breaking in from outside.

Is he about to be saved?

Cao Jiayun's eyes shone with ecstasy.

"Help! Is there anyone? I'm here!"

"Help!"

"save……"

The sound lasted less than half a minute before stopping abruptly.

Because what appeared in his sight along with the footsteps was that face that he couldn't stop trembling when he saw it.

The man, dressed in black, walked down the steps little by little.

The footsteps of leather shoes on the floor caused an empty echo in the basement.

Every time, it seemed to step into his heart...