Chapter 70

She should have been asleep for a while, her eyelashes were still wet, and there was a tear under her eyes.

After he left, she may have cried again. Her eyes were swollen and her nose was red

Seeing this scene, Han jingnian's fingertip can't help holding the yangleduo in his hand, and his heart seems to be tightly held by something, with a pain of gripping.

Han kept the action of giving out yangleduo for years, stood by the bed and stared at Xia goodnight for a long time, then bent gently, pulled the quilt up and covered her exposed shoulder.

When he got up, his eyes fell on her sleeping face again. Even though she cried, her features were still beautiful and moving. He stared at her for a moment. When he came back to himself, his fingertips had fallen into her eyes and wiped away her tears gently.

The fingertips were slightly cool and wet, as if with the scorching temperature, which spread all the way to his chest, and his heart was slightly sore.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with his lips closed. Then he put the yangleduo in his hand gently beside her pillow and got up to leave.

Before he could turn around, he saw a flash of light in the corner of his eye. He looked at her charging cell phone on the bedside table and entered a new message.

In fact, he didn't want to peek at the meaning of her text message. He just scanned it like that and found his name on the screen: "brother in years..."

He frowned slightly, reached out and pressed the screen of his mobile phone, and looked at the SMS carefully.

"It's only nine hours before noon. Have you thought about it? Is it you who left jingnian, or I will go to find jingnian tomorrow! "

After reading the news, Han jingnian frowned even more.

A touch of unhappiness and anger that he didn't even notice filled his eyes.

He took a look at the phone number. It was strange, but he went through it in his heart and wrote down the eleven digits.

After reading the text message, Han jingnian was about to take back his eyes when another message came on the screen, which was sent by the phone number: "I don't know whether you really slept or pretended to sleep. I hope you don't challenge my patience. My elder brother can only be me, and he can only be me!"

Han jingnian: "..."

After a while, he picked up Xia goodnight's mobile phone, lost a few keys, entered the background of the mobile phone, cracked Xia goodnight's lock screen password and clicked to open the SMS.

At a glance, he saw the phone number in the SMS bar. When he clicked in, he saw three photos first.

One by one, it's a picture of summer goodnight watching a movie with a strange man, seemingly kissing and leaving the cinema

He didn't have a big expression floating on his face. His fingertips touched the screen slightly to enlarge the picture. Then he saw the clue of the picture in less than a second.

Isn't it all synthetic?

But PS technology is a little bit superior. It's OK to deceive normal people, but it's useless for people with excellent professional skills.