Didn't you feel very uncomfortable in the morning? Wouldn't it be fine in the afternoon?

Why doesn't he believe it!

surprise?

It was obvious that she was trying to make up for the lie she told.

Liar!

Tan Yan sneered in his heart.

He was angry, but when he saw Jiang Ximeng's shoulders trembling due to guilt and the flattering smile on her face, the anger that had accumulated for several hours disappeared in an instant and he was not angry at all.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that her face was pale, and her usually rosy lips had become pale.

A few strands of my hair were wet by the snow and haven't dried yet.

The two little hands, cold and bloodless, were hidden under the table and clasping.

"Ugh……"

Sigh.

He turned up the temperature in the car, found a towel from the storage box and handed it over.

"?" Jiang Ximeng was a little confused.

Why, Tan Yan is not frowning anymore?

Why are you so kind now?

"Dry your hair, or you'll really catch a cold."

Jiang Ximeng: "..."

If she heard correctly, this was a warning to her, saying that Tan Yan was not that kind!

Wipe it, it would be a waste if you don’t wipe it!

Jiang Ximeng pouted and took the towel. Her hair was wet and she felt very uncomfortable, but there was no need for her to be hard on herself.

Jiang Mulin took out a storage box that was not closed and handed it to Xiaoyou, "Wipe it too."

Xiaoyou caught a glimpse of the towel appearing in the air, his eyes flashed, and then he continued to pretend to look at the scenery outside the window and ignored it.

"Wipe it."

Jiang Mulin seemed not to notice her rejection and stretched his hand forward again.

Xiaoyou still didn't answer.

She remained in a semi-sideways position, staring out the window without blinking, as if there was some stunning scenery outside.

Jiang Mulin stopped talking too.

But he didn't wait quietly. Instead, he shook out the neatly folded towel and prepared to help her wipe her hair.

As soon as the towel touched the soft hair, the person dodged and was pulled away by her.

"I'll wipe it myself."

Xiaoyou's voice was not loud and no tone could be heard.

Same as usual, yet different in every way.

Jiang Mulin couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He found a comfortable leaning position for himself and closed his eyes.

While I was half asleep, someone kicked my foot.

“!” You don’t need to think about who it is!

Open your eyes and stare!

Jiang Ximeng glanced at Tan Yan who had fallen asleep again, clasped her hands together and looked at her brother, begging with her mouth, "Please, let's change places."

Jiang Mulin breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he exchanged seats with her.

The aisle between the four of them was quite spacious, and they successfully changed seats without disturbing others.

Sitting contentedly opposite Xiaoyou, Jiang Ximeng finally smiled.

Even though her position was right next to Tan Yan, as long as she didn't turn her head she couldn't see him, so how could it not be a good position?

Without that guilty face, Jiang Ximeng also relaxed.

I quickly felt sleepy and fell asleep without realizing it.

Jiang Mulin hadn't slept well for several nights in a row. As long as he closed his eyes, he would fall into the same dream as before.

And they are all about Xiaoyou.

He still couldn't figure it out. He clearly didn't like her, so why was she everywhere in his dreams, and she was so sad...

"My child..."

Jiang Mulin opened his eyes suddenly.

He fell asleep at some point, and the same situation repeated itself in his dream.

Still the girl crying heart-wrenchingly...

The vehicle was still moving slowly. Jiang Mulin turned his head. At this moment, he was eager to take a look at Xiaoyou.

The sudden touch of hair on his face made him dazed for a moment.

Only then did he realize that she had fallen asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.

"Xiaoyou..." Jiang Mulin couldn't help but murmur.

His hands also uncontrollably stretched out towards her round face.

This kind of face is still beautiful. In the dream, she was so thin and looked too haggard.

"Hmm." A small hum was heard.

Maybe she heard someone calling her name and answered in her sleep.

The next second, the little round face curled up into a smile, with dimples faintly visible on the cheeks.

Jiang Mulin paused with his hand stretched out in the air and stared deeply at Xiaoyou.

He thought, the little round face looks best when smiling...

……

In the back seat of the business car, besides Jiang Mulin, there was another person awake.

Tan Yan took advantage of the time when everyone was asleep to move the man's stubborn little head onto his shoulder.

Looking at the face so close to me, I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

I couldn't help but lightly touch her hair with the tip of my nose. The sweet scent instantly rushed to the top of my head, making me intoxicated.

"Tan Yan..."

The girl seemed to be dreaming, her brows slightly furrowed.

With his lips pursed and humming, he seemed to be expressing his endless grievances.

Tan Yan was very happy to hear his name from her mouth, and a huge sense of happiness was about to surround him.

After a few seconds of intoxication, he responded in a low voice, "Yeah."

He waited patiently for the girl to finish her words.

"It's a dog!"

Tan Yan: “…”

What's wrong with wanting to push her away?

Not only did he lie, but now he is scolding him.

So angry...my chest hurts again!

The temperature dropped sharply at night and the snow and water on the road gradually froze.

Uncle Zhang drove very slowly. It usually took only half an hour to drive here, but he took nearly two hours.

Of course, there is also the evening rush hour factor.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the car slowly drove into the basement floor of the apartment.

Uncle Zhang is an old driver and knows when to speak and when not to speak.

Especially recently, Master Tan often picks up and drops off Miss Jiang, and every time they get off the car, the master always looks dissatisfied.

He didn't react at first, until he carefully looked at Miss Jiang who was walking in front without looking back, and then looked at the young master who was reluctant to leave the back seat of the car, then he suddenly realized.

Young Master... probably feels that he doesn't have enough time alone.

Therefore, now whenever he reaches the destination, he will no longer notify others, but wait for the people inside to get off on their own.

The two men in the back seat both felt the car stop.

They both slowed down their breathing, waiting for the person on their shoulders to wake up.

The first one to wake up was Xiaoyou.

She was a little annoyed as to how she fell asleep and happened to lie on Mu Linge's shoulder.

"You woke up, and the car just happened to stop."

Jiang Mulin scratched his brow with his index finger and had to explain dryly in order not to expose the fact that he had been waiting in the car for more than half an hour.

Xiaoyou expressed his gratitude quietly, then opened the car door and got out.

Jiang Mulin also hurriedly followed.

The car returned to its previous silence.

Jiang Ximeng slept very deeply. When she woke up, another half an hour had passed.

That is to say, she slept for an hour after the vehicle stopped.

Meeting the man's dark eyes, Jiang Ximeng was stunned for a moment before she found her voice again.

"Mr. Tan...Mr. Tan." Jiang Ximeng sat up straight in a hurry.

How did she fall asleep, lying on someone's arms!

She was already feeling guilty about lying, and now she looked at the large wrinkles on Tan Yan's shoulders...

What's wrong with feeling even more guilty?

"Sorry Mr. Tan, I accidentally fell asleep."

Jiang Ximeng helped to smooth out the wrinkles like a dog, and grinned ingratiatingly.

Tan Yan glanced at her and said nothing.

Mr. Tan, Mr. Tan.

When there is nothing to do, it’s Tan Yan; when there is something to do, it’s Mr. Tan.

Didn’t I just call him a dog? Now you’re scared?

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