Sending Zhen Yan away and returning to the bedroom on the third floor, it was already midnight.

Chen Jingpei quietly pushed open the door.

The ambient lights in the room were turned off, and it was dim.

But vaguely recognizable, Xuan Tong hugged his pillow and curled up into a small ball and lay on his side on the big bed.

He paced slowly, lightly touching the bed, for fear of waking her.

As everyone knows, Xuan Tong has not fallen asleep, and at the moment when he pressed into bed, she immediately put aside his pillow, like a glutinous little animal that has fallen out of favor for a long time, and stuck into his arms pitifully.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Chen Jingpei's voice was hoarse by her action, "Does your heart still hurt?" I asked Zhen Yan to dispense a few pairs of medicines, now I'm going to boil it for you to drink? ”

"Don't." Xuan Tong shook his head sullenly, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Her voice was clear and soft, like a hook with feathers, hooking Chen Jingpei's heart and lungs deep and shallow.

Chen Jingpei gasped hard, greedily inhaling the faint peach fragrance of shower gel around her neck, her throat seemed to be on fire, and she was lustful and restrained, "Then go to sleep quickly, after a day of tossing today, don't be tired." ”

Xuan Tong was so preoccupied that he couldn't sleep at all.

Her arms unconsciously crossed his waist and abdomen, her fingertips slightly lowered and rested, but her mouth was worried about other men: "How is that Wen Mizhou, are you awake?" ”

"Huh?" Xu was touched by Xuan Zhi's soft fingers to the sensitive point, Chen Jingpei's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably twice, and replied absent-mindedly: "When the fever subsides, you should wake up." The robot steward will take care of him, don't worry. ”

Xuan Tong didn't really care that much, but he ...... This Wen Mi Zhou, from the moment she appeared, gave her a very unclear feeling.

And also......

If memory serves, he said he had a half-sister named Wen Xixi.

Well, he's ......

"He's Wen Jinlang's son?" Xuan Tong thought about it and blurted out.

"I don't know." Chen Jingpei hugged her head with his right hand, and gently rubbed the back of her neck with his finger bones, "I haven't heard that Wen Jinlang has a son." If there is, it should be an illegitimate child. ”

After all, Wen Jinlang's ex-wife and current wife Pan Jieyun only gave birth to a daughter.

"Bastard?"

Why does Wen Jinlang's illegitimate son look so much like her Uncle Xuanyan?

With a slight twitch in his heart, Xuan Tong's fingertips unconsciously picked the edge of Chen Jingpei's trouser waist, and Chi asked: "Is Wen Jinlang so romantic?" Getting into love debts everywhere? ”

He obviously gives people the impression that he is very upright and strict with himself. I can't tell at all that he is a hypocrite with three wives and four concubines.

Chen Jingpei's expression was lackluster, "Maybe, otherwise it would be impossible to abandon his ex-wife and marry Pan Jieyun." ”

"But I always felt that something was wrong." Xuan Tong had a strong premonition, "I feel that Wen Mizhou is not as simple as Wen Jinlang's illegitimate son. He said that he had just come to Feicheng from Laiguo, and he didn't even know his father's name, but he knew what his father looked like. Don't you think this is weird? ”

"Moreover, he also said that someone was going to kill him. Who the hell is going to kill him? ”

Also, he said that the Wen family is all devils. He is like a puppet, being manipulated and coerced all day long. ”

The more Xuan Tong analyzed, the clearer his logical thinking became: "Does this coercion mean that the Wen family is using him to coerce others, or is it ......?"

"Huh." Chen Jingpei couldn't help laughing, curled his finger bones and tapped her forehead: "You are about to become a detective." Sleep first, I'll call someone tomorrow to find out his identity. ”

Xuan Tong rubbed his forehead, and he was reluctant, "Okay." ”

However, she forgot that there was still Grandpa Huang's matter and didn't ask.

(End of chapter)