When Si Yan returned to Jiawen's suite with a pile of ingredients, he had already fallen asleep on the sofa. With his hands on his chest, his long legs curled up and resting on the armrests of the sofa, like an oversized baby.

It was quiet, and the air was filled with the hum of the air conditioner.

Really, you won't take a blanket to cover it when you're scared?

However, this guy, when he falls asleep, is still quite cute, like a big child.

Siyan shook his head with a smile, put down his things, tiptoed into his bedroom, took the woolen blanket from the bed and returned to the living room.

Jiawen slept deeply, his long eyelashes drooped lightly to hide his dark and smiling eyes, the fluorescent lamp cast a slight shadow on the bridge of his straight nose, because of the high fever, his lips were dry, his cheeks were sickly red, his chin was faintly bruised, and the neckline of his nightgown was wide and prickly, revealing his sexy and strong chest muscles.

It was the first time she had seen Jiawen up close.

It turns out that he does have the capital to be proud.

Brother Sizhe is actually about the same height as him, but compared with Jiawen, he is too slender Sven and loses some of the beauty of a man's strength.

His body is strong and sturdy, and he is not the kind of muscular man, well-proportioned and elegant, reminiscent of a noble cheetah.

She couldn't help but wonder: in order to practice such an almost perfect figure, I wonder how much time he spent in the gym?

Xu was uncomfortable for a long time, and Jiawen muttered and rolled over.

Si Yan was startled, his heart was beating suddenly, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, he put the blanket on his body indiscriminately, turned around and went into the kitchen with a red face.

Gavin woke up to the smell of food.

There was the sweet fragrance of jujube in the air, and the fragrance of millet porridge, smelling that aroma, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know where to be.

On his handmade Italian cypress table, a delicate stainless steel pot is placed, and a faint white smoke curls up from the distillation hole of the lid, slowly spreading around.

Si Yan sat quietly at the dining table, with a notebook spread out in front of him, his long straight black hair hanging down on his shoulders like a waterfall, his left hand on his cheek, and a tube of feminine pink ballpoint pen between the white fingers of his right hand, writing something from time to time.

The twilight came in through the floor-to-ceiling curtains behind her, and the whole person was bathed in the setting sun, so that her facial features were covered in a faint gold, which was not real, revealing a hazy sense of charm.

Home has long been synonymous with loneliness for him.

Whenever the prosperity is over, after the hustle and bustle, he would rather choose to live in a lively hotel than live alone in this empty apartment.

He never cared, let alone treated it as a haven of rest.

How long has it been? There had never been such a warm and peaceful picture in his home.

This expensive and empty house, because of her intervention, became alive and vibrant.

Looking at her quiet smile, the heart that had been looking for and restless for many years suddenly found a home.

I don't know what to think, she suddenly lifted the corners of her lips and smiled knowingly.

That smile flowed into his parched soul like a trickling stream in spring, like the warm sunshine of winter, illuminating his dark heart.

It made him - heart-pounding.

As if sensing his gaze, she turned her head and met his dark eyes.

Si Yan put down the ballpoint pen in his hand and smiled: "Are you awake?" I cooked red dates and millet porridge, do you want to eat some?"

He stared at her, dazed.

"What," she said, smiling playfully, "it can't be that you don't know me, do you?"

He was emotional, stuck in the mire of feelings, unable to extricate himself.

"I'll take a look," Si Yan put away his smile and reached out to his forehead: "Obviously the fever has subsided?"

As if he had been touched by electricity, he jumped up in a hurry and rushed to the table: "I want porridge, I'm hungry!"

Delusion, absolutely delusion!

He must have burned out and hallucinated before he felt for this little girl.

"What's the hurry? No one is robbing you. Si Yan came over with a smile and slapped his hand away: "Go wash your face first, I'll help you sheng." ”

"Oh, good!" Garvin didn't look at her, quickly got up, and fled into the bathroom.

Damn! She just smiled lightly, which made him impulsive.

She's Yichen's sister!

Who is Yichen?

So, Siyan is equal to his sister!

The most important thing is that he clearly knows that what she likes in her heart is Yichen.

How can he, Zheng Jiawen, do something sorry for his buddy?

originally thought that he would definitely ignore it, or at least refute a few words, how do you know that he is so obedient that he really obediently washes his face?

"Huh?" Si Yan blinked in surprise, looked at his hasty back, and pursed his lips in confusion: "What's wrong with him?

He twisted the halter open, and the rushing water flowed out, sticking his head directly under the halter, letting the cold water wash over his hot thoughts.

Calm down, calm down a little more.

"Hey," Si Yan was a little worried after waiting for him to come out for a long time, so he came over and knocked on the bathroom door: "Jiawen, are you okay?"

It's okay, how could he be okay?

Fortunately, it's really burned, just take a cold water flush.

Facing the mirror, Jiawen exhaled lightly, pulled a towel to wipe his hair, opened the door, and squeezed his eyes lightly at Si Yan, who was leaning against the door: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you miss me?"

"Phew!" Si Yan blushed and glared at him: "Nonsense again!"

Yes, he is still the oily and smooth Zheng Jiawen, and he has not changed at all.

A high fever may temporarily weaken a person's physique, but it cannot change a person's essence!

"Hehe," Jiawen looked proud, smiled past her, and walked to the table: "So virtuous, taking care of her, and cooking porridge, do you want to be my wife?"

"Zheng Jiawen!" Si Yan was angry: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll go!"

Seeing that she jumped to her feet in anger, and the treacherous atmosphere had been swept away, Jiawen couldn't help but feel secretly proud.

Amazing, Zheng Jiawen! A few casual words, turning embarrassment into invisibility, I really can't help but admire myself!

He smiled and bent his eyebrows, and without a spoon, he took a big sip from the bowl.

"Ah~" Si Yan couldn't stop it, Jiawen had been burned to his tongue by the porridge.

"Ah, hot~" He opened his mouth, raised his palms, kept fanning his mouth, and shouted repeatedly.

Si Yan was startled at first, and then when he saw his funny appearance, he laughed out loud!

Who let him keep teasing her verbally?

"Ah, you have no conscience, right?" Jiawen crossed his waist and looked at her and screamed, "I don't want to think about it, who am I sick for?"

"Who let you be a hero?" Si Yan didn't accept his affection.

On such a cold day, it was raining again, I ran to the beach to blow the wind, and I was a good man, and I took off my coat to her, so it's no wonder if I don't catch a cold!

"Okay, you cross the river and tear down the bridge!" Jiawen pointed at her and made a distressed expression: "I knew you were so ungrateful, I really shouldn't have lent you my coat!"

"Say it again!" Si Yan looked at him with a smile: "You haven't washed that coat for a long time, it stinks, and it almost smoked me to death!"

"Gah?" Jiawen was stunned, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and his handsome face turned red.

Is there such a thing? Could it be that he was so busy that he forgot to send it for washing?

He hurriedly pulled up his sleeve and sniffed it under his nose.

"Haha~" Si Yan almost laughed when he saw that he was actually fooled.

"Okay, it's not big or small, you dare to tease me?" Jiawen was shocked to be fooled, angry and embarrassed, and bent his fingers to knock down on the top of her head.

Let's just say that he Zheng Jiawen is very tasteful!

The word sloppy has absolutely nothing to do with him!

"Oops!" Si Yan fled to the sofa with his head in his hands, stopped, looked back at him, and there was a thin anger in his eyes: "Why are you knocking on my head?

Listening to her soft complaints, Gavinn paused and looked at her, his heart suddenly beating so fast.

Bright light poured down from the top of her head, jumping on her long black hair, kissing her snow-white cheeks, those big black and white eyes, smart and smart, red lips slightly pursed, with a little light anger.

He suddenly had an urge to cling to the little face that was dazzling by the lights, to hug her soft and slender waist, and to kiss her slightly upturned red lips......

Crazy, crazy!

He shook his head suddenly, trying to shake off the rush of thoughts in his mind.

"Huh, did you wash your hair with cold water?" The cold water droplets splashed on Si Yan's face, and she reproached with a stunned face: "You are crazy? As soon as the fever has subsided, take cold water! I really can't stand it, I deserve to die of illness!"

She chattered as she walked into the bathroom and took a towel from the shelf: "Why, wipe it down." ”

"Don't worry about it, you can go back!" Jiawen didn't go to pick up the towel, and drove her away angrily.

"Okay, I'll leave when you've dried your hair. Si Yan smiled, thinking that he was afraid of trouble, so he simply stood on tiptoe and put the towel directly on his head.

There was no time to dodge, a faint fragrance hit, and her soft body had already leaned over.

He was condescending, watching her V-neck sweater cling to her body, outlining the curves of her beautiful body, revealing large patches of snow-white skin and faint *, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his heartbeat suddenly beat out of rhythm.

No matter, this is her own effort, he has clearly given her a chance!

"SHIT!" Jiawen cursed, grabbed Si Yan's wrist, pulled hard, locked her soft and petite body tightly in his arms, hung his head, his eyes were as wild as a beast, staring at her delicate red lips tightly.

"Do you want to ...... Woo......" Si Yan was startled, and before he could realize it, his fiery lips had covered her soft lips, and her protests and exclamations were swallowed into his belly.

Si Yan's smile froze on his face, and his eyes widened in horror. stared blankly at the handsome face in front of him, which was suddenly magnified several times, and his mind went blank - what's going on?

was supposed to be slapped by her, but she didn't struggle and resist at all, which undoubtedly gave Jiawen great encouragement and confidence.

"Close your eyes. He coaxed softly, his voice hoarse and sexy, hooked her waist with one hand, and loosely clasped the back of her head with the other, picking her lips with the tip of his tongue, his tongue deftly probed deep into her lips, expertly tangling with her.

The sweet fragrance of red dates, the softness of millet, passed from his tongue to her lips, coupled with the scorching man's body, almost fainted her reason.

There was no pungent smell of perfume on her body, but she exuded a delicate fragrance peculiar to a girl, light and fresh, and her lips were fragrant and soft, and her smell was sweet and clean, seducing him deeply......

"Let it go...... Woo......" seemed to finally realize what was happening, and Siyan began to struggle violently. She gasped, took a step back, and with all her strength, pushed him to a stumbling ground and fell to the couch.

She retreated to the window in a panic, tugging at the floor-to-ceiling curtains, flustered and angry, and her whole body trembled.

"Ahem," looked at her little face that turned pale with shock, and a trace of guilt rose from Jiawen's heart. He coughed lightly, scratched his head a little helplessly, and said, "I warned you......"

Hey, that doesn't seem right.

There seems to be a suspicion of putting the blame on her.

Jiawen thought for a moment and eagerly changed his words: "No, I mean ......"

"Don't come here!" Siyan interrupted, hiding behind the curtains, and the voice burst out between his teeth.

It was her fault, and she shouldn't have trusted him easily.

Shouldn't he have rashly broken into a single man's apartment and given him room for fantasy, and now to discuss responsibility is not self-inflicted?

Jiawen looked at her eagerly, and he didn't know what to say.

Yan Yan ...... "I like you?"

No, it seems that there are some unspeakable words like this.

Moreover, the timing is not right.

Her crush on Yichen has just been exposed, and she hasn't had time to heal the old scars, and if he suddenly says this, it will definitely make her think that he is hypocritical, frivolous, and irresponsible, and even think that he is a villain who takes advantage of the void!

It happened too suddenly, and he can usually speak well, but in a hurry, he can't find the right words to correctly express his state of mind?

"I'm sorry. Siyan interrupted him coldly again.

"Gah?" said Gavin froze.

That was originally his line, why did she say it first?

The situation is a bit weird, he kissed her forcibly, why did she apologize?

What was she thinking? He really couldn't figure it out.

"Goodbye. Si Yan took a deep breath, barely sorted out his mood, and walked straight towards the door.

No, never again!