Chapter 1722 The extremely real "dream"

Qiao Zhiqin nodded randomly and said with her eyes closed:

"Well...you go to bed early, good night..."

When he walked out of Qiao Zhiqin's room and closed the door, the tenderness on Yan Chenyu's face was instantly covered by coldness. He pursed his lips tightly and turned into his room.

He reached out and touched the cigarette box in his pocket. Yan Chenyu took out a cigarette and lit it. The fire emitted by the lighter instantly illuminated the room.

But in an instant, the darkness returned to the room again, leaving only the slightest light of fire that Yan Chenyu clamped against his fingertips.

Yan Chenyu took a deep breath of cigarette, and the smoke rings he exhaled blurred his vision.

He took out his cell phone and clicked on the WeChat message Zhu Yilin sent him a few hours ago. The light on the screen sprinkled on his face, and a deep and dark light flowed in his eyes.

[Ms. Qiao called to ask about your condition just now. I heard that she wanted you to recover within a month. I don’t have much time left. I can help you with it in a short time. Time is there.

Once you grow up, you can't keep it anymore.】

In just a few lines of words, Yan Chenyu didn't know how long he had been looking at it. The muscles on his cheeks were tense, and he pinched his fingertips of his phone and turned white.

Qiao Zhiqin, don’t want to stay by my side?

Even the bitter trick can't keep you?

Who has learned from in the past two years? I am so hard-hearted!

Yan Chenyu smiled bitterly, put out the cigarette butt, took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom.

That night, Yan Chenyu still entered Qiao Zhiqin's room under the guise of sleepwalking and hugged the person he was thinking about.

But that night, he held her arm with great force.

Since the bitter plan can only keep her for the time being, he can only speed up his pace.

He will give her whatever she wants.

Including those things he once thought were not important to her, but actually she cared about them.

...

The next morning, Ning Yuan was awakened by the sound of waves outside. She turned over impatiently, grabbed the pillow beside her and blocked her ear to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, the scene of her holding Lu Yuxiao's back of the head and kissing him suddenly appeared in her mind. She was so scared that she opened her eyes quickly and sat up cleverly, and instantly lost her sleepiness.

"Damn it! Why did I think I was kissing Lu Yuxiao? I'm crazy!"

She grabbed her hair randomly, but her brain seemed to have lost control. The scene of Lu Yuxiao kissing her appeared again. A stream of heat rushed straight into her brain, and Ning Yu'an's hand holding her hair was getting stronger and stronger.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

How can I drink alcohol until my mind is not good?

"It must be that I was not awake and dreaming!"

Ning Yuan muttered to himself, threw away the pillow and turned over and got out of bed, strode into the bathroom, and took some cold water on his face.

The slightly cool water slid across her face, instantly sweeping away the remaining sleepiness and the heat on her face, but she couldn't sweep away the scene in her mind.

She raised her head and looked at herself with a red face in the mirror, unable to help but stroke her lips, and the scene of Lu Yuxiao kissing her appeared in her mind again.

"If it's really a dream, why would it feel so real?"

The soft touch seemed to remain on her lips. Whenever she thought of those scenes, she could clearly remember every feeling she felt when she kissed.

When can dreaming be so real?

The feeling of connecting kisses is like having experienced it yourself.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly knocked, pulling Ning Yu'an out of his thoughts, and Jian Ximan's voice came in immediately.

"Little lazy An'an, it's time to get up, the sun is shining on her butt!"

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

"Little lazy man An'an! If I don't get up, I will go in and lift your quilt!"

Ning Yu'an grabbed the towel and wiped the water droplets on his face a few times, then walked out of the bathroom and opened the door, leaning against it.

"If you lift it, just lift it! Anyway, you have it, so there is nothing you can't see."

Jian Ximan raised his finger and tapped her forehead, angrily looking at her.

"How come you girl, why don't you feel ashamed!"

Ning Yuan said indifferently, "You are not a man, what's so shameful about me?"

Jian Ximan gave her helpless look and gave her the sobering soup she was holding.

"Here, I drank the sobering soup. Isn't it uncomfortable after drinking so much wine last night?"

After hearing what she said, Ning Yuan felt a slight pain in his head.

She took the sobering soup with a smile and smiled sweetly.

"Is there a thing that Sister Manman is the most considerate, and prepare sober soup for me personally."

Jian Ximan leaned against the door frame with her hands around her chest, lowered her eyes and glanced at the sobering soup in her hands, and watched her drink half a bowl in one breath, and said:

"Although I really want to accept this praise, this credit does not belong to me, and I dare not take credit."

"Although it was not cooked by you myself, it was also prepared for me specifically. No matter what, Sister Manman is the best for me!"

Ning Yuan held the sobering soup with one hand, leaned forward and wanted to hug Jian Ximan, but her hand was directly pressed against her shoulder.

"Stop! I didn't cook this sobering soup myself, nor did I prepare it for you. It was sent by someone who deliberately sent it to someone."

Ning Yuan paused, "Who? Could it be that my sister sent it specially?"

But based on her understanding of her sister, her sister may not have woken up yet at this time.

Could it be Aunt Lu?

"Who..." Jian Ximan stretched out her tone and deliberately sucked her appetite. Seeing her looking at her curiously, a mysterious smile appeared on her gorgeous face.

"Guess... who did you buy drunk last night, and who sent the sobering soup."

Ning Yu'an's eyes flashed for a moment, and his fingers unconsciously snatched the edge of the bowl.

"What to do when you are drunk? I don't understand what you are talking about. I suddenly wanted to drink last night, and it has nothing to do with anyone."

Jian Ximan did not miss the fleeting guilt in her eyes. A chuckle came from her lips, and she straightened up and pinched the soft flesh on her cheek.

"Did you forget what you said after getting drunk last night?"

He called out a good sister, and anyone could hear the jealousy hidden in it.

She didn't believe Lu Yuxiao couldn't hear it.

Ning Yuan immediately panicked when he heard this.

"I...what did I say?"

Did she say something she shouldn't say?

But she couldn't remember it at all now, and she only had the scene of her kissing Lu Yuxiao in her mind.

Crazy!

She is really crazy!

What dream has such a great influence that her mind is full of these pictures now!

A look of annoyance appeared on her clear little face, and a hint of blush was faintly flushed. Jian Ximan suddenly came to her, with a playful smile flowing in her eyes.

"Did you think of something? Why are your cheeks so red?"

Ning Yuan accidentally met her scrutinized eyes and ran out of her eyes with guilt.

"I drank all the pieces last night, what can I think of!"
Chapter completed!