Wei Chun was used to sleeping on the jade bed in the underground palace, even if he went back to the Lu family, after closing the door, he went directly into the space, returned to his familiar dormitory, and he slept soundly.

However, tonight in Jiang Ruotong's house, the environment was different, and his mood had changed, and above his head, there seemed to be a string of pink bubbles floating, which made him can't help but be excited.

After Wei Chun washed, he lay directly on the soft Simmons bed, holding the soft silk quilt, as if he smelled a smell of sunshine, and the entire atrium was open.

Jiang Ruotong, who was also sleeping with the quilt, had some insomnia.

She also wanted to have a good rest and sleep, but damn it, as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Wei Chun's figure, lingering.

In the carriage, he wore a cute appearance of a rabbit hair hoop by himself; Little by little, he tentatively touched her fingers, and dared to hold her hand hard, and they could both feel the throbbing of the moment; After he kissed her, he blushed and explained how shy he couldn't help it; He walked through the rain half-bent over his back, and every scene was like a frame-by-frame edited film, constantly looping in his head.

Jiang Ruotong's heart beat violently, like a wild horse that has escaped the reins, uncontrollable, running farther and farther, jumping faster and faster.

She tried to calm herself down, taking deep breaths as hard as she could, but it seemed that none of these measures had helped.

She covered the quilt on top of her head, and after a while, she was uncomfortable and lifted the quilt.

After tossing and turning like a pancake for nearly an hour, Jiang Ruotong gave up struggling.

She let out a heavy breath, turned on the lamp on the bedside table, and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

When the lamp on the bedside table is turned on, a beam of light is cast on the ceiling, and the entire ceiling instantly becomes a starry sky, with stars of different sizes circulating on it.

Jiang Ruotong looked at the stars, trying to concentrate his attention, his eyes moved with the stars, slowly, slowly, the anxious and excited mood calmed down little by little.

After calming down, Jiang Ruotong did some introspection, and felt that his reaction was too aggressive, even if he had never been in love before, and he had never moved his heart to anyone, and suddenly he was moved by a man who was handsome and had saved him a few times, so he shouldn't be so excited.

It's still too vegetable!

Jiang Ruotong did not deny that she had feelings for Wei Chun, and the reason why she was entangled and worried was because of the distance between the Lu family and her identity and social status.

But Wei Chun has told her more than once that he has always been the same Wei Chun when she first met, can she trust him?

If the people of the Lu family are unwilling to accept him at that time, will he fight for himself and his family?

How will he choose between his loved ones and his lover?

Tonight, when he carried himself behind his back and said in the rain that she was his world, Jiang Ruotong's heart had actually collapsed.

She put her arms around his neck and lay on his broad back, thinking that if she firmly grasped this one time, she would be willing to gamble!

The stars were spinning in front of her, but Jiang Ruotong's thoughts were getting clearer and clearer, her consciousness was getting clearer and clearer, and her tangled heart was slowly becoming firmer.

Let it be, fate has its own arrangement, if this is destined to be a love disaster, it is also a catastrophe that she is destined to suffer, but what if?

She just refused, let go, and regretted it in the future?

......

Time passed little by little at her fingertips, although Jiang Ruotong had persuaded herself to bravely let go once, but she was still not sleepy at this moment.

Picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table and glanced at the time, and found that it was already three o'clock in the morning, she sighed in annoyance, got up from the bed, put on the home cotton mop, gently opened the door, and tiptoed to the living room.

She walked around to the bar, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, uncorked it herself, took another goblet, and gently touched her room on tiptoe.

After Jiang Ruotong closed the door, he directly poured himself a large glass of red wine, leaned lazily on the velvet sofa, and drank one sip after another, completely without the enjoyment and leisure of people who really understand wine when tasting wine.

Although Jiang Ruotong usually drinks when she goes back and forth, she actually drinks very shallowly.

Under normal circumstances, a glass of red wine is within her ability, and the back of her neck is a little big after two glasses, she rarely lets herself get drunk outside, plus Song Man is maintained, Jiang Ruotong toasts others, and it also means to touch her lips.

The last time she was hacked by the whole network and couldn't sleep, she relied on a large glass of red wine to forget her troubles and fall asleep, this time, she gulped down red wine, in fact, with the same purpose, to get herself drunk and sleep well.

But this time, even the red wine was against her, and after a glass, she couldn't feel drunk at all.

Jiang Ruotong, who didn't believe in evil, poured another big glass, and after drinking it, after a while, she burped, touched her stomach that was a little swollen and a little spicy, and simply lay down on the sofa.

Wei Chun, who was sleeping in the guest room diagonally opposite the master bedroom, woke up as early as when Jiang Ruotong opened the door and went out of the living room.

His spiritual sense is sharper than that of ordinary people, Rao is Jiang Ruotong deliberately lightened his steps, but he can still hear it clearly.

Wei Chun's first reaction when he heard the sound was surprise, he glanced at the watch on the bedside table, and found that it was already the second half of the night.

He hesitated to get up and take a look, but it occurred to him that in the middle of the night, it was not appropriate for him to knock on a girl's door.

In the end, he resisted the urge.

Wei Chun turned over and lay on his side on the bed, listening to Jiang Ruotong's movements with his ears propped up.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a muffled sound of 'bang' coming out of Jiang Ruotong's room, and then Wei Chun heard a vague humble.

"Hitomi is this falling? What was she doing in the middle of the night? After Wei Chun asked to himself, he lifted the quilt, and before he even had time to put on his slippers, he ran directly to the outside of Jiang Ruotong's room and knocked lightly on the door.

"Hitomi, are you alright?"

Jiang Ruotong was already drunk at this time, and just fell off the sofa, and at this moment the whole person was lying on the carpet under the beauty sofa, dazed, and knew that he should say: "Drink, Wei Chun, do you want to come and have a drink with me!" ”

When Wei Chun heard this, he directly unscrewed the doorknob and entered the house.

I smelled a smell of wine, and the room was dim except for the projection lamp on the bedside table.