The weather was not very good, and during the day I just felt that the air was stuffy, and at night, the rain poured down, and the smashed glass windows crackled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fan Yingying glanced at the watch on the wall, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, Han Sicheng and Zhang Jinxia had no intention of leaving, it was raining heavily outside, was it going to stop before leaving?

If they didn't leave, Jian Seventeen pulled Zhang Jinxia to discuss a series of professional knowledge about the refining of spiritual jade, as well as how to crack the urn cup with soul refining, while Zou Yu was next to Jian Seventeen with a blank face, obviously not understanding what they were saying, but she still had an admiring expression, as if she could just see Jian Seventeen's handsome side face, she could sit dry until she was old.

Han Sicheng was a little tired, he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Fan Yingying looking at the watch on the wall, he straightened up and asked softly, "Are you tired?" You go and rest first, you don't have to accompany you here. ”

Fan Yingying glanced at Jian Seventeen and Zhang Jinxia, who were eagerly talking, nodded, turned around and went back to her room, changed her clothes, took a shower first, and then dried her hair and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, her throat was very dry, she woke up coughing, and wanted to go to the kitchen to pour some water to drink, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Han Sicheng in plaid pajamas coming over, seeing her, Han Sicheng was also stunned, and asked with concern: "Why did you wake up?" ”

"Thirsty." Fan Yingying replied.

Han Sicheng was obviously just about to fall asleep, with obvious tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes, he didn't go back too late, did he stay overnight tonight?

Fan Yingying woke up in a haze, her long hair was unkempt behind her head, her plain face, with a strong sense of sleep, she reached out and rubbed her eyes, and then looked up, her half-drooping eyes showed a hint of laziness, with a style that could not be seen during the day, and it looked quite pitiful.

Han Sicheng is actually quite tired, he has stayed up until the early hours of the morning for several nights before falling asleep, both physically and mentally have reached a tense state, the things he is worried about have not progressed, and he has to force himself to pretend that nothing happened, he feels that if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will have to suffer from depression.

But right now, he looked at Fan Yingying, who was wearing a light blue nightdress, her slender white neck exposed her beautiful collarbone, and then the skin hidden into the neckline of the nightdress, two snow-white arms hung down loosely on the sides of her body, and the nightdress just reached the knees, revealing a white and smooth calf.

He suddenly felt that his throat was also a little dry, and he swallowed his saliva hard, feeling a fire suddenly rise in his heart, burning his eyes for a while.

"The living room light is off, I'll go pour water, you wait here." Han Sicheng almost panicked and found an excuse to turn around and walk back, he was afraid that if he continued to stay, the irrepressible feelings in his heart would rush out, now was not the time, he told himself, he had to wait.

Fan Yingying followed behind, and when she walked to the kitchen, she saw Han Sicheng receiving water in front of the water dispenser, and when he heard the movement, he turned around, and when he saw Fan Yingying, a helpless smile appeared on his face: "This time you are completely awake, right?" ”

Fan Yingying took the cup from his hand and drank two sips of water, the uncomfortable feeling in her throat eased a lot, she looked at Han Sicheng, and felt that he couldn't say anything, he looked a little different from before, did he lose some weight? But it's not obvious if you don't look closely. Or is it because of something else?

Han Sicheng took a glass of water by himself and drank most of the glass in one go, then he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Fan Yingying, and saw that she was staring at him constantly: "Why are you staring at me so much?" Found out that I've become handsome? After saying that, I thought it was funny and laughed softly.

Fan Yingying put the water cup on the kitchen counter next to her: "What did you encounter after that day?" Why did so many geniuses come back? ”

Fan Yingying actually didn't believe their previous statements at all, thinking that they were lying, although at the end of the day, she fainted, but what happened before is still vivid, and a lot of things happened after that, so she didn't have time to think about it carefully, now that she thinks about it, there were so many doubts at that time, in fact, it is particularly worth scrutinizing.

She remembered that Han Sicheng was suddenly shrouded in a thick black fog, and remembered Mrs. Li's daughter who didn't know whether she was dead or alive, and there was obviously a murder, but no police came to her.

She went to look for Gao Bo several times before, and when she passed by the fifth floor, because she was worried about Gao Bo, she didn't even remember to take a look at the house of Mrs. Li's house on the fifth floor, and she had the impression that the door seemed to be closed all the time.

The lighting in the kitchen was very bright, clearly reflecting the hesitation that flashed on Han Sicheng's face, and for a moment, Fan Yingying somehow remembered the words of Monk Miaojue, he had been preventing Han Sicheng from participating in these things, although he did not say why, but the clear-eyed person could still understand the concern implied in it.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Fan Yingying said this, in fact, from the bottom of her heart, she has always disliked the difficulty of being strong.

Han Sicheng obviously misunderstood the meaning of her words, and was a little anxious, because his face that had become a little anemic after staying up late for a long time was flushed, Fan Yingying saw him like this, and he was panicked for him, and hurriedly explained: "I mean, I don't want to make it difficult for others, there are some words, if you are willing to say it, I will listen to it on the side, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I am a little curious at most, nothing." ”

Han Sicheng suddenly burst out: "As long as I say it, are you willing to listen to it?" ”

"Huh? Yes. Fan Yingying nodded.

Han Sicheng smiled, looking very happy: "For a lifetime?" ”

Lifetime? Fan Yingying's face turned red, she didn't know what she was shy about here, she just felt that she was being teased by Han Sicheng's words.

"A hairy man for the rest of his life!" Fan Yingying burst into a foul language, and when she realized it, it was too late.

Han Sicheng laughed, his body and mind were happy, and he stretched out his big hand and directly grabbed Fan Yingying's arm: "Can't you sleep?" Would you like to sit with me for a while? ”

After speaking, I didn't ask Fan Yingying if she was willing, she directly pulled her to the living room, the two sat on the sofa, half a distance between them, and they didn't light the headlights, so they pressed the small table lamp on the side of the sofa.

Fan Yingying turned her head to look at Han Sicheng, who looked particularly soft and handsome under the light, she didn't hold back in her heart, and her thoughts rushed into her mind, isn't this atmosphere a little too suitable for talking about her heart and falling in love! (To be continued.) )