Chapter 180: You'll thank me, right?
Song Zehan immediately opened the balcony door and walked in the direction of the bed.
And at the moment when he opened the door, Ruan Shiyan also followed the voice to find him.
The next second that her eyes met, she used her hands and feet together, quickly got out of bed from the side closest to Song Zehan, and ran towards him barefoot.
Threw herself into his strong, warm embrace.
It wasn't until the familiar smell lingered in his nose and the powerful heartbeat echoed in his ears that Ruan Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief.
It took her a moment to lift her head from his arms.
Her arms were still clenched, and when she looked up at him, there was a bright mist in front of her.
Before Song Zehan's kiss fell, the little woman's soft and glutinous voice broke into his ears.
"I ...... I just had a nightmare that I would never see you again. Her voice was distinctly nasal, obviously frightened by the nightmare, and she was just a little closer to crying.
But as soon as the words fell, even though there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she still raised a big smile towards Song Zehan.
"It's okay it's just a dream, it's good that you're okay."
Song Zehan's heart crossed with a touch of distress, and he decisively hugged Ruan Shiyan horizontally and put her back in the quilt.
Then he leaned over, and after imprinting a deep kiss on her forehead, he also lay down and circled her firmly behind her.
Give her warmth and a sense of security with practical actions.
It seems that this accident really scared his little girl, but he didn't say anything, and as a result, he thought about it day and night, and it was reflected in this dream.
The dream just now was too real, even if she was held by Song Zehan, Ruan Shiyan still had a feeling of palpitations.
Thinking like this, she couldn't help but turn around in Song Zehan's arms.
I can still see a little more down-to-earth.
After a long while, the breathing of the little woman in her arms gradually calmed down.
Song Zehan just wanted to adjust his posture slightly, but the sweet voice came out of his arms again.
"I don't want to listen to Snow White...... Can you tell me about Sleeping Beauty......"
After speaking, someone smacked his mouth twice, rubbed it in Song Zehan's arms, and quieted down again.
Song Zehan frowned helplessly.
What is this dreaming again?
Bedtime fairy tales?
But this is ...... With whom did you do it?
……
It was late at night, and a tall man stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window.
There were no lights in the room, and the only source of light was the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
It's also very quiet, if it weren't for the occasional suppressed breathing sound from the mobile phone with the speaker on the side, no one would have thought that a man in this state would still be talking to another person on the phone.
The man shook the red wine glass in his hand and watched the scarlet liquid swaying in the glass, his eyes focused and complex.
After a while, he drank the red wine in the glass, and then suddenly let go of the fingers that held the foot of the glass.
After the free fall, there was a "pop-" sound, and the transparent red wine glass was shattered.
There was no change in the sound of breathing on the other side of the earpiece, obviously used to this sudden situation.
The man's gaze slowly moved upward, and finally fell on the bright moon in the sky.
The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.
He opened his arms a little, closed his eyes, and basked in the afterglow, and the voice he spoke was like a gift.
"Give it to her."
"Yes!"
"Don't do anything, I want to live."
"Yes!"
The sound of the phone being hung up was particularly abrupt in the quiet living room.
The corners of the man's mouth gradually rose, and there was a hint of memory in his eyes.
You, you'll thank me, right?