Straight to Mo Xi ran, he stood in front of her and asked softly, "is it OK?"

Mo West dye surprised, looked at the white well city, see his look mocking.

Biting her lips, she lowered her head and whispered, "I'm ok."

Zhou Yanchen looked at her, put away his umbrella and stood aside. Then he took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

Suddenly a heavy shoulder, Mo Xi ran slowly looked up at him, "no, I..."

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips, glanced at her faintly, and succeeded in closing her mouth.

Leading her arms through the sleeves, he zipped up and put his arms around her shoulder.

He handed the spare umbrella to baijingcheng and said, "let's go."

Baijingcheng took the umbrella and opened it. She said, "I'm going to look for my wallet."

Zhou Yanchen sword eyebrow a Lian, Feng Mou a low looking at her, "the rain is too big."

He means to go back first and wait until the rain stops.

But there are two identification cards in her wallet, so you can't lose them. If they are found, they may cause great trouble.

"You go back first, I'll find it." Moxicran insists.

Zhou Yanchen's face was not happy, but baijingcheng said, "I'll go with you."

"Big brother Bai?"

"Jingcheng."

Deep male voice rang out, Zhou Yanchen turned to look at baijingcheng, "I accompany her, you go back first."

Two equally good-looking men confront each other, and their eyes collide in the air, sparking all over the place.

For a long time, baijingcheng took the lead in retreating, "OK, be careful." With that, he held an umbrella and stepped into the rain, his figure slowly disappeared.

Zhou Yanchen pushed aside Mo xican and glared at her, "what are you smoking crazy?"

I knew he was acting!

Mo Xi ran clenched his fist and said: "I'll go myself!"

Zhou Yanchen's chest fluctuated up and down, and she was obviously angry.

He grabbed her arm and propped the umbrella over their heads.

Mo xican's reaction is a little slower. He has been pulled into the umbrella and stepped into the rain.

They were very close, arms touching each other.

She was a little uncomfortable. She wanted to move aside and was immediately taken back by him.

"Be honest!" A low male voice floated from the top of his head, holding back his anger.

Mo West dye dare not provoke him again, obediently and he stick to go.

Finally came to the pavilion, a few steps away, Mo Xi ran rushed in in the rain.

Looking up and down, she found her wallet in the grass under the wooden chair.

"Found it!" Holding up her wallet, she cried to Zhou Yanchen with a smile.

That look, like a lost and recovered toy children.

Zhou Yanchen sneered coldly and sniffed, "you can go!" It's all the gnashing of teeth.

Mo Xi ran nodded and ran over, "let's go."

After tossing around, the wallet was finally found.

Back at the villa, Zhou Yanchen threw his umbrella and strode upstairs.

Mo Xi Ran is surrounded by popular literature and Shan Yan, and is concerned about it.

Seeing that she was wearing Zhou Yanchen's coat, they both had a deeper smile. "Hurry up and have a look at Yanchen. I see that his nose is a little red. Don't catch a cold."

"What?"

A cold?

"I know. I'll go." Toward two people nod, Mo West dye quickly step upstairs run.

Shan Yan yelled behind her: "the medicine box is in the cupboard."

Push a door to go in, she sees the shoe of crooked 78 on the ground first, the quilt on the bed heaves.

Biting her lower lip, she went over and asked softly, "how are you, President?"

Wrapped into a silkworm pupa like someone suddenly opened his eyes, sharp as a knife's eyes swept over, "long winded! Don't disturb me

Mo Xi ran was startled and took a few steps back.

After raking her hair, she took her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Did not dare to take a bath, after all, there are rules, with a towel to wipe the body, put on clean clothes.

When he came out, Zhou Yanchen still closed his eyes, but his eyebrows were tight.

Thinking of Shan Yan's words, she quickly took out the medicine box from the cupboard, found cold medicine, and poured a glass of water.

"President, take some medicine. Don't get sick."

Youyou opened his eyes, and Zhou Yanchen licked his lower lip. This time, there was no poisonous tongue.

I guess it's really hard.

He took the medicine in the palm of her hand and drank it with water. He turned over, turned his back to moxiran and continued to sleep.

Mo Xi ran tidied up the medicine box, looked left and right, and went to the sofa with a sigh.

I miss her a little bit. Maybe I will sleep at home tonight.

At least in the Zhou family, she has tatami, quilts and pillows.

What's this called?

It's hard to remember.

Because of the rain, the night BBQ can only be cancelled, and the mountaineering plan is invalid.The dinner was prepared by the chef of the resort. Shan Yan looked at the second floor and asked, "would you like to ask them to come down for dinner?"

Vogue text opened the chair to sit down, "forget it, after a while they are hungry, let the chef prepare, now don't disturb them."

What he said is ambiguous, and the profound meaning of his words can be known immediately.

Shan Yan smiles and nods in agreement.

Baijingcheng didn't have much appetite. He took a few bites and went upstairs.

When he passed by the door of Zhou Yanchen's and moxiran's room, he stopped for a while. After all, he laughed at himself and went back to his room.

……

Sweating, Zhou Yanchen woke up.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. He sat up.

There was no light in the room, and the room was silent.

In the dim light of the night, he saw the people curled up on the single sofa.

Mo West dye nest in the sofa, hands holding knees, buried in the arms, breathing shallow.

When he lifted the quilt and got up, Zhou Yanchen took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, he came out in his bathrobe and went straight to bed.

Pull open quilt to cover oneself, comfortable adjusted a position, close eyes.

Downstairs, baijingcheng is sleepless, drinking at the bar.

Behind him, the sound of footsteps sounded, and he turned back to see the popular text wearing pajamas came.

Yawned, vogue Wen sat on the high chair beside him, patted him on the shoulder, "why haven't you slept yet?"

Baijingcheng raised his hand to pour him a glass of red wine, pushed to his hand, "can't sleep, the rain is too loud."

That's a wonderful reason.

Popular text, but smile, sipping wine.

Slender fingers shaking the wine glass, ear came the voice of white well city low run, "when did you and Shan Yan know?"

"Well?" He was puzzled and suddenly laughed, "Oh, do you like Yan Chen's business? It's early. "

"I'm not hiding well enough?" Baijingcheng sneered.

Vogue Wen congmou, looking at him, "well city, have you ever heard of, there are three things in the world can't be hidden, poverty, cough, and like a person."

With a bitter smile, Bai Jingcheng drank all the wine in his hand. "Thank you for not treating me as a monster."

"What are you talking about?" Vogue text beat a white well city shoulder, "beautiful things always attract people, not to mention that demon Yanchen.". I have to admit that he is really attractive, but Jingcheng, are you sure you like Yanchen or the mysterious feeling? "

Baijingcheng was stunned.

Vogue Wen drank up the wine and stood up, "OK, I'm going to bed. There are beauties waiting for me. You should go to bed early, too."

"Good night."

"Good night."