Hey, you are reborn too?

She slowly smiled: "What's wrong? Is Xiao Mianmian shy?"

As she spoke, Xie Yongwei gently moved forward and got closer to Jiang Mian.

The mixed herbal fragrance from her body rushed into Jiang Mian's mouth and nose without any obstruction.

Moonlight shines in from the window.

It's like a white dream.

Jiang Mian seemed to be in a trance. He uttered a soft "hmm" and stretched out his hand, trying to touch the girl's cheek.

The girl did not dodge or evade, and let his hand fall on her face.

When he touched the girl's face, Jiang Mian thought he was dreaming. Otherwise, how could Awei be so obedient? Why were her eyes so gentle when she looked at him?

Sleepiness is like the tide, wave after wave, hitting the shore created by the subconscious.

Jiang Mian’s vision became increasingly blurry.

He vaguely heard someone asking, "What's wrong? Are you sleepy?"

My eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing down heavily.

Even though Jiang Mian was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, he didn't want the man's question to go in vain, so he pulled himself together and said "hmm".

The spirit in his eyes slowly faded, and the hand that had been caressing the girl's face slowly fell.

The hand that was about to fall on the quilt was gently held by another hand.

Jiang Mian opened his eyelids with some confusion.

Before I could react, I felt a warm sensation between my eyebrows.

Avi kissed his forehead.

Jiang Mian came to this conclusion later. At that time, he was a little dazed, perhaps because he had not had a good rest in the past few days.

At that time he opened his eyes.

But my eyelids drooped again, and before I slid into the deep sea of ​​my subconscious, I heard only a gentle murmur, "Go to sleep."

He never wanted to be told what to do.

But that whisper seemed to have magic.

Just hearing it made him feel a long-lost sense of security.

He didn't remember what happened afterwards. He just felt warm all over, but not hot like having a fever.

I fell asleep softly and gently, and had no dreams all night long.

Seeing Jiang Mian close his eyes and his breathing slowly becoming steady and long, Xie Yongwei turned off the light, stood up and walked out.

In fact, the bed Jiang Mian slept on was not the one she usually slept on.

Xiayuexuan covers a large area and has many houses, so naturally there is more than one bed.

Xie Yongwei simply took Jiang Mian to the guest room and let him rest there for a while.

The moonlight quietly poured in from the window. Xie Yongwei hesitated for a moment, but still did not lower the blackout curtain.

After all, the light-blocking effect is too good. What if Jiang Mian can’t wake up tomorrow?

After leaving the hut where Jiang Mian was, Xie Yongwei realized belatedly that should she report to her master in advance, or wait until her master found her before explaining?

The former seems more foolproof.

But there is a biggest loophole, which is whether Leng Zhikong will help him.

What if the master is unwilling and is upright and directly accuses her of a crime?

But if I choose the latter and my master finds out, will it be too late for me to explain myself?

A gust of night wind blew, ruffling Xie Yongwei's ink-black hair. She slowly looked back, trying to see the person inside through the window.

But the window was not facing the bed.

The brick and tile wall blocked Xie Yongwei's sight calmly and coldly.

As far as the eye can see, there is only coldness and the shaking moon.

Would it really be a good choice for me to keep Jiang Mian here?