Chapter 390: I'm here, don't be afraid

Half past two in the morning.

Shi Jingshen walked out of the police station with Nan Yanyu in his arms, but Xia immediately drove the car from the opposite parking space.

Xia immediately got out of the car and opened the car door for the two, shouting, "Brother Shen, sister-in-law." ”

"Brother Shen, everything has been arranged, the luggage has been sent over, and the room has been specially cleaned." Xia said.

"Well, I'm sorry for you." After Shi Jingshen finished speaking, he sat in the car with Nan Yanyu in his arms, his voice was slightly cold, "Arrange a few bodyguards for me to guard, and let the person in charge strengthen security measures." ”

"Okay."

When he arrived at the villa, Nan Yanyu had already been coaxed to sleep by him.

There were rows of bodyguards standing outside the door, solemn and solemn.

Shi Jingshen walked in with Nan Yanyu in his arms and walked in expressionlessly, and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom is designed to be simple, mainly gray, white and black, and a bunch of pink roses are placed on the bedside table in a porcelain-white bottle, revealing a faint fragrance that makes people feel calm.

Shi Jingshen put Nan Yanyu on the bed, Nan Yanyu frowned uncomfortably, as if looking for warmth, and wrapped around his waist and buried it in his waist socket.

Shi Jingshen was helpless, patting her back as if coaxing a child.

Nan Yanyu's breathing gradually calmed down, and his hands loosened.

After being busy for most of the day, Shi Jingshen was a little sweaty, opened the wardrobe and picked up a sleepy piece and went into the bathroom.

The moonlight embraced the breeze and swayed the shadows of the trees, shattering the time.

Shi Jingshen got dressed and walked out, wiped his half-dried short hair with a towel, stepped around the corner with his slender legs, and saw Nan Yanyu sitting on the bed with her knees crossed, and the moonlight fell on her through the pure white curtains, outlining a bit of loneliness and desolation in the world.

When she heard the voice, she raised her head, met his gaze straight, there were tears in her eyes, sat up straight and stretched out her hand to him, her voice was a little aggrieved as if it was squeezed out of her throat, "Husband...... Embrace. ”

Shi Jingshen's heart trembled, threw the towel on the ground, walked quickly to her and bent down to hug her, grabbed her leg with one hand, put her leg into the quilt, and went to bed himself, lowered his head and gently rubbed her forehead with his chin, reached out to cover her with the quilt, and asked softly: "Why are you awake, huh?" Are you scared? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my husband is here. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head to kiss the corner of her mouth.

Nan Yanyu hugged his neck, and his voice was a little choked, "I turned over, you're not there." ”

So I woke up, and then I started to be afraid, and I felt that it was too much of a fuss to call him, so I hugged my knees and waited for him here.

"I'll pay attention next time," Shi Jingshen was afraid that she would press her hair, he gently pulled her hair back, and at the end, the man under the moonlight fell into the city, "Sleep, I've always been there." ”

After he finished speaking, he dropped a kiss on her lips, patted her on the back, and hummed an unknown little tune in his mouth.

Nan Yanyu hugged his arm and slowly closed his eyes.

The moonlight is pouring into the city, the breeze is slightly warm, and no one has ever encountered the beauty of the world in the window.

Since this incident, Nan Yanyu's nerves have become extremely fragile, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night and hugs him tightly to continue sleeping.

The police did not announce the package, so that they could still receive some packages of dead cats at the door of their original residence, and they were all invited to tea by the police without exception, but in the end, no one met the conditions of that day.

But the horror is not over.

That afternoon, according to the fact that a week had passed, Nan Yanyu nested on the swing in the backyard and drew the plane tree on the side of the villa.