Chapter 473: He didn't let you come into contact with anyone but him

Obviously, his breathing was not heavy, and his eyes were ghostly clean, but Jiang Nuan felt that his whole body was looked at by the other party, and his cheeks couldn't stop the noise and heat.

Li Xichen's voice was hoarse, "I'll help you wear it." ”

"No need," Jiang Nuan bit her lip, a touch of shame lingered in her clear eyes, "I can ...... myself"

Li Xichen's bottomless black eyes revealed a touch of persistence.

He took a step closer, and a strong aura instantly enveloped him.

The distance between the two people is a precarious tension.

Jiang Nuan's cheeks were even redder, his body instantly collapsed, and he looked at him at a loss, as if he was about to cry.

Li Xichen's cold fingers pressed on her swollen cheeks, rubbing gently, and her voice was entangled, "I won't hurt you...... Forever. ”

So—

Don't be afraid of him.

Do not resist his closeness.

Don't look at him with such guarded and vigilant eyes.

His heart ...... It hurts.

Jiang Nuan's heart trembled, he tilted his head and looked at him with misty eyes.

Li Xichen's face was pale, her lips were red as if they were smeared with blood, and her strange black eyes were like burning with cold flames, locking her deeply.

He looked ...... It seems sad......

Is it because of her alienation and indifference?

Jiang Nuan's heart softened, and he was almost drained of all his strength by his gaze.

She didn't know why, she would suddenly raise a defensive barrier against him.

This resistance is almost an instinctive reaction made by the body subconsciously.

It seemed that in the depths of the gap in memory, some hidden danger was clamoring to keep her away from the man in front of her......

But......

Li Xichen's fingers brushed her eyes, nose, and mouth one by one......

His fingertips seemed to have magical power, as if they were going to burn her whole person, inch by inch, in the depths of her soul.

Jiang Nuan bit his lip and let go of his hand in a dazed manner.

The quilt slipped down.

She was like a newborn baby, neatly presented—right now in front of him.

Her eyelashes were damp, her eyes were wet, like a white rose stained with dew, ice muscles and jade bones, docile and harmless.

A silent to-the-co-ordination.

Eventually...... Can't be cruel to him.

Li Xichen showed a happy smile on his face, like a child who has won a trick.

He took the clothes hanging on the shelves and helped her put them on one by one, from the inside out.

Then in front of the mirror, comb her hair.

Jiang Nuan's hair is very long, dark and soft, with a slight natural curl.

Li Xichen took a comb, combed his long seaweed-like hair neatly, and put on a delicate and simple diamond hair ornament.

Jiang Nuan sat on the stool, and Li Xichen stood behind her.

Jiang Nuan's slender back was close to his waist, his hands were supporting his chin, and his curly eyelashes were lowered, like a delicate doll, at his mercy.

Comb your hair, wash your face, brush your teeth...... There is pumpkin porridge in the kitchen that was boiled last night, and the smell of rice is overflowing.

Small rental house full of home.

It seems to have returned to every warm morning in the past.

Apart from...... No sound.

Lying quietly on the phone last night after she fell asleep, newly received text messages.

Only one sentence.

- Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry, the teacher will come to Tianjing City soon to look for you.

Jiang Nuan squeezed the phone tightly, his eyes were sour, and he almost burst into tears.

Finally...... Are you coming to see her?

More than ten Chinese New Year's Eve have been accompanied day by day, and those who have been carefully taught in the years......

Jiang Nuan raised his head and looked at the gray sky in front of him, with a smile of anticipation and joy on his face.