Chapter Twenty-Eight: Flirting

"Ahh

She sat up with a scream and found that the person in front of her turned out to be Wei Yiqian.

At this moment, she pushed him out of bed.

Wei Yiqian, who had just finished approving the fold and lay down and fell asleep, never thought that he would be pushed out of bed by a woman!?

He blinked, his eyes still misty, and quietly looked at the bed in front of him, which had just rolled down, and the little girl who also looked confused on the bed.

"Are you sleepwalking?" He asked tentatively.

Chutz had not yet recovered from the barrage of blows, and shook his head dumbly.

"And you get up at night?"

Shake one’s head.

"And you hate me?"

Nod.

Then, Chutz, who finally reacted, shook his head quickly.

Even if she shook her head into a rattle, she still couldn't cure Wei Yiqian's cruel heart that was pierced.

Although he knew that Chutz didn't like to see him, he didn't expect her to admit it so honestly!!

It felt like his goal progress had grown a lot more.

Wei Yiqian was bitter in his heart, and stood up helplessly holding the quilt that rolled down together, trying to alleviate the embarrassment of being kicked out of bed, and said, "You just had a nightmare?" ”

It's like shouting something.

"Hmm...... Huh? ”

Chutz was surprised to see that he had sat back on the bed as if nothing had happened, his face calm.

She originally thought that she had offended Wei Yiqian so badly, that he might teach her a hard lesson, but she didn't expect that he was actually looking for her to go down the stairs, obviously not wanting to bother with her.

Hey, this person seems to be quite broad-minded, and they all say that the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly, which seems to be true!

Suddenly, she felt that Wei Yiqian seemed to be a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"yes, what kind of nightmares?" He patted her on the back gently and said, "Don't be afraid, tell me it, and you won't be afraid." ”

His eyes seem to have peach blossoms flowing water, like the stars twinkling at night, and he whispers softly, like the bass strings of the guqin, turning a thousand times, lingering in his ears.

Chutz suddenly felt a little hot at the tips of his ears, and his face was dyed with a faint red.

The devil sent the gods, and she told everything she saw in her dreams.

"Oh?" Wei Yiqian's hand moved, and he looked into her eyes inquiringly.

"Don't be afraid, it's just because you've been at home too long, so it's time to go out and go......" He played with his fingers around the ends of her hair, and could smell her clove-scented hair.

Well, this little girl smells pretty good.

Chutz couldn't remember how she had fallen asleep, but she was a little annoyed when she remembered what she had done last night in the morning.

It must have been a problem with his incense, it couldn't have been that she was carried away by the beauty to tell him these things.

But about that dream......

"Incense."

Both times she dreamed because she smelled the incense, she had to wonder if there was something wrong with it.

So she decided to check the incense, but these incense sticks are all in Wei Yiqian's hands, and there should be no one in the hands of others, so it will be much more difficult to get them.

So what to do?

The next night, in the middle of the night.

Outside the house of the eighth aunt Song Lingkite.

"Shhh...... This mosquito has bitten me to death! Chutz crouched among the azaleas, using his hands to chase away the buzzing mosquitoes.

She came here for a simple purpose, just to know why she was dreaming like this.

She deliberately checked out that Wei Yiqian was going to come to Song Lingyuan's room tonight. It stands to reason that as long as he used incense for Song Lingyuan, she might be able to smell some smell outside the house, and as long as she went back to verify whether she could dream, she could determine whether this matter had anything to do with incense.

So she lay down among the flowers, quietly watching the signs in the house.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw a tall and thin man dressed in black pushing open the door of Song Lingkite's room.