Jiang Mingzhu didn't speak after stuffing the meat that Zhou Li had brought over into his mouth.

Tired.

It's not that I haven't acted in front of Zhou Li before, but today I am extremely tired from acting, probably because of the depressed mood of being locked up here.

Zhou Li is not a person who is good at finding topics, and after Jiang Mingzhu calmed down, the atmosphere in the restaurant immediately became heavy, and the air pressure was extremely low.

Towards the end of dinner, Zhou Li's mobile phone rang.

"I'm going to answer the phone."

Jiang Mingzhu didn't expect Zhou Li to report the situation to her, she put down the chopsticks after watching Zhou Li's figure disappear.

The aunt was cleaning up the sofa in the living room, and when she saw Jiang Mingzhu coming out, she hurriedly asked, "Miss Jiang, are you done eating?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "Well, I'm going to rest."

When Zhou Li came back from the balcony after talking on the phone, his aunt told him the news that Jiang Mingzhu went upstairs to rest.

Zhou Li: "Well, the restaurant has taken it."

Auntie: "You don't want to eat?"

Zhou Li: "Yes."

The villa was empty and quiet, and the footsteps of Zhou Li echoed when he went upstairs, making it even more depressed and lonely.

Zhou Li stopped at the bedroom door, his slender fingers covering the doorknob, but he didn't make the next move.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hand, his expression was complicated, and there seemed to be thousands of emotions intertwined and surging in his dark pupils.

"Gash-"

A retching sound came to my ears.

Zhou Li frowned violently, and the next second he pushed open the door and walked in without hesitation, and then saw Jiang Mingzhu rinsing his hands and squatting in front of the toilet retching.

Zhou Li's lips moved, and before he could ask a question, Jiang Mingzhu retched again.

But nothing spit out.

Jiang Mingzhu felt much better after vomiting for a few minutes, she flushed the toilet and stood up to rinse her mouth, only to find Zhou Li standing aside.

Zhou Li: "What's uncomfortable?"

Jiang Mingzhu walked to the sink and turned on the faucet: "It's okay."

Zhou Li watched Jiang Mingzhu finish rinsing her mouth, and when she raised her head, he saw her pale face and reddened eyes in the mirror.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes were not swollen yet, but the vomiting just now became more serious, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhou Li held her hand: "Take you to the hospital."

Jiang Mingzhu: "I'm fine, no need."

Zhou Li: "It's okay, what are you vomiting?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "If you eat too much meat after being hungry for a long time, it will be like this, old problem."

Zhou Li: "You know it's an old problem and still eat."

Jiang Mingzhu was a little annoyed by Zhou Li's words, she raised her head to look at him, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

"Otherwise, what right do you have to resist when you ask for help? Even if my brother gives me poison, I'll have to eat it."

Zhou Li: "......"

She always had the ability to keep him speechless.

Jiang Mingzhu: "I want to sleep, is that okay?"

Her tone made Zhou Li feel a stab in his heart again.

Zhou Li didn't answer, and directly took her out of the bathroom with a horizontal hug.

The body suddenly took off, and Jiang Mingzhu habitually hugged Zhou Li's neck.

Zhou Li's shoulders stiffened, and he glanced down at her, and the pace under his feet slowed down unconsciously.

Zhou Li put Jiang Mingzhu on the bed: "Sleep, I'll come over later."

Listen to what he means, I'm going to sleep here at night.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Oh."

——

Zhou Li went to the bathroom outside to take a shower.

He stood naked under the shower, cold water rushing through his body, cutting every muscle line on his body.

Zhou Li closed his eyes, and his mind was Jiang Mingzhu's reaction today.

Zhou Li turned the water temperature to the lowest and took the shower and washed it on his hair.

It was the second cold shower he took today, but it didn't calm him down.

Zhou Li changed into pajamas and stood in front of the mirror, and saw his red eyes, which were full of weakness.

When Zhou Li went back to the bedroom, Jiang Mingzhu on the bed was already asleep.

She was wrapped in a quilt that could tell that her body was shrunk together, and only her head was exposed.

Zhou Li slowed down and walked to the side of the bed and slowly lay down.

At the same time, Jiang Mingzhu rolled over and just put his legs on his body.

Zhou Li stopped all movements.

Then, Jiang Mingzhu wrapped his hand around him again, just wrapped his arm around him, and one cheek was pasted.

When she fell asleep, she was much more obedient, her long and dense eyelashes were trembling gently, and even small fluff could be seen on her white and tender face, and she slept contentedly like a child who had not grown up.

People can't help but want to rub her head or face.

Zhou Li raised his other hand and carefully touched her head, her hair was soft and felt good.

Zhou Li couldn't help but use some force, causing her to snort in dissatisfaction.

"Hmph...... Don't touch your head, I'm all grown up......

This is obviously a dream sentence in an unawake state.

Zhou Li pursed her lips and looked at her face in thought, who did she dream of?

Such a soft and coquettish tone will definitely not be for him.

Soon, Zhou Li heard the answer.

"Brother, I'm getting taller again."

Zhou Li's hand froze suddenly, stopping motionless above her head, and her lips pursed into a line.

"I miss you so much......

With this dream sentence, Jiang Mingzhu's two arms holding Zhou Li were also wrapped tighter, as if they were grasping a life-saving straw.

Zhou Li once again deeply felt what "jealousy" was.

He watched her dream, listening to her coquettishness, frozen in place, breathing with difficulty.

——

Jiang Mingzhu dreamed of Pei Ye at night.

There is something beautiful about the dream, so beautiful that people are reluctant to wake up.

In the dream, she slept with Pei Yeyu's arm on her pillow, just like when she was a child, it was too cold in the room, so they huddled together to keep warm.

No matter how good a dream is, there is a moment when he wakes up, when Jiang Mingzhu opens his eyes, he finds that his whole person is almost hanging on Zhou Li's body.

The two of them were so close together that her legs could feel Zhou Li's body's natural reaction in the morning.

Jiang Mingzhu subconsciously wanted to step back and let go of him, but at this time Zhou Li suddenly opened his eyes, and pressed her waist with one hand to prevent her from moving.

"Y-ah!" Jiang Mingzhu just wanted to ask Zhou Li a question, but he suddenly turned over, and she just sat on top of him.

This time it was even stronger.

Jiang Mingzhu looked at Zhou Li, met his eyes that were rolling with desire, and clearly felt that his gaze was stopping on her lips.

Jiang Mingzhu guessed what he wanted.

She landed one hand on the waistband of his pajama pants, and then she heard Zhou Li's rough breathing.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Brother is so sensitive."

Zhou Li: "Take it away."

Jiang Mingzhu: "Don't you want it?"

Zhou Li: "There is something you can say directly."

As he said this, he pressed her troubled hand.

Jiang Mingzhu: "I want to know where you have reached in your investigation."

As soon as these words came out, there was an eerie silence in the bedroom.

Zhou Li's eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Mingzhu, as if he was angry and lost.

Many questions reach the throat, but they can't be asked, and they are blocked in the chest cavity and are about to explode.

Zhou Li didn't speak for a long time, and Jiang Mingzhu waited a little anxiously: "Do you want to change it with your mouth?"