But as soon as she touched his arm, he curled up, squatted at the foot of the bed, and whispered: "Don't come, don't come!" I don't want to be locked up! ”

Jiang Yirao remembered Liao Chengyan's "post-traumatic stress disorder", she couldn't imagine how he survived in the cold and damp basement in those years, maybe it was just a fluke that he escaped from that cage.

She never thought that the man was so vicious to him, she couldn't imagine the horror of human traffickers. She even once suspected that Jing Miaocun was in league with those people, just to trick her into staying.

Looking at him like this, Jiang Yirao suddenly felt pity, but more guilt.

Jiang Yirao slowly moved over, carefully stabilizing his twitching shoulders.

Jing Miaocun seemed to grasp some hope, and his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, preventing her from leaving.

Just like ten years ago, she held his head, patted his back gently, and said gently: "Micun, my sister is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

But at that time, she didn't have any true feelings, she just wanted to win his trust and let him help her escape.

……

In the second half of the night, he slept peacefully, but his brows were tightened and his forehead was cold.

The next day, Jing Miaocun woke up earlier, and his chest hurt suddenly. His eyes lit up, only to find that Jiang Yirao was sleeping with his head on his chest.

He could only slowly stretch his arm out of the quilt and move, but he didn't want to wake her up.

Jiang Yirao was startled and wanted to get up from him, but he didn't expect him to suddenly circle her. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out, Jing Miaocun's arm was like an iron arm, stiff and powerful to confine her body, forcing her head to press tightly against his chest.

She scolded: "Jing Miaocun! You're sick! ”

"Don't move." He bowed his head and whispered.

She could only stop struggling for the time being, motionless, her eyelids drooping slightly, and she breathed rapidly. But what was more disordered than her breathing was Jing Miaocun's heartbeat.

It wasn't until her face was flushed that Jing Miaocun let her go.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and there was contempt in his tone: "It's you, who pressed me, so I just punished him for a small amount." ”

"It was you who ...... last night" Jiang Yirao really had a hard time arguing, so he wanted to tell what happened last night.

It's just that he didn't expect him to get out of bed indifferently and leave her a sentence: "I'll go to the company, you can sleep for a while." ”

*

Yi finally couldn't resist the producer's urging, so he still called Jiang Yirao: "Sister Yirao, the producer urged again, saying that it was a person's shot that could be reshot and cut out." But the rivalry with the actor can't be refilmed. ”

Jiang Yirao lowered his eyes and replied, "Okay, I'll go over." ”

She was still wearing pajamas when she came down from upstairs, and saw Jing Miao running the drum washing machine upside down, bending over and clicking in confusion, maybe the machine was too low for him, and he finally chose to squat down to see the words on the display screen clearly, which was inexplicably a little funny.

She looked at it from afar, came over to him and said, "I'll come, this can't be rinsed." ”

Jing Miaocun automatically got out of the way, leaned against the counter, and smiled with a curl of lips: "I haven't used this." ”

"And how did you wash your clothes before?"

He raised his eyebrows: "If you don't wash it, throw it away when you wear it." ”

"You're really rich."

Jing Miaocun heard that this sentence was sarcastic, but he was quite proud, he followed behind Jiang Yirao and asked, "Why don't you sleep." ”

She turned around, looked up and stared at him very seriously: "Can I go back to the crew." ”

In Jiang Yirao's opinion, she has already made a big concession, and even this kind of thing will put down her posture and ask for his opinion.

Jing Miaocun didn't look at her directly, and he didn't have any emotional changes, but said in a deep voice: "It's better not to, I don't want you to do this job." ”