Lin Yixia's head has been drunk dizzy for a long time, and his body is not strong. After finishing that sentence, his whole body is hanging on Jiang hen's body.

Jiang trace embraces Lin Yixia in one hand, takes the key in her hand and opens the door.

The room is very small, more than ten square meters, but it is clean and tidy.

A single bed, a wardrobe, bedside table with two pots of green plants, a pot of pineapple, a basin of aloe, the bed quilts stacked neatly, as he expected, she will habitually put the pillow on the folded quilt.

This layout is similar to the layout of the house Lin Yixia lived in after his death, but the area is not so large.

Thinking of the last life, Jiang Chen feels tight in his heart and hugs Lin Yixia tightly. He really wants to give himself a hard blow. Mingming vows to protect her well. Mingming says that she will never be hurt again, but his Xiaxia still experiences the pain of the last life. What is he doing? In the name of her good hurt her again and again?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's eyes can't help reddening. He and Xia Xia have already missed too much. One decade is not enough. Another seven years. How many seven years in life can we squander? What is more important than summer in the world?

Without Xia Xia, he can't live alone at all!

Lin Yixia's head is buried in the neck of jianghen, still rubbing subconsciously. Jiang can feel the hot breath coming from the skin around his neck. He holds Lin Yixia in his arms and puts her on the bed. He looks at her red cheek and touches her red dimples. Jiang hen reaches out his hand and hugs Lin Yixia with his arms and waist. At this time, he sighs contentedly from his nose and his chin is close to Lin Yixia's head, Then he lowered his head and kissed her hair.

At first, Lin Yixia forced her eyes to look at Jiangchen, but slowly her eyelids wanted to collapse. On the one hand, she knew that she shouldn't sleep because Jiang Chen was there. She couldn't see Jiang Chen when she was going to sleep. On the other hand, she felt that all this was not true in her confusion. It was like in a dream. Jiang Chen appeared again in her dream. Jiang Chen came to see her. She couldn't let Jiang Chen go. Thinking of this, she held out her hand and tightly grasped Jiang Chen's clothes, Feeling that Jiangchen could not go away, she finally closed her eyes and went to meet Duke Zhou.

Jiang Chen reaches out his hand and turns off the light. It's not good to sleep with the light on. The strong light will interfere with the light of people who have fallen asleep. It will reduce the level of melanin in the human body and make the cells in the human body vulnerable to damage.

In the dark, Jiang hen hugs Lin Yixia tightly and frowns when he feels her clothes soaked with sweat. He knows that it's uncomfortable for her to sleep directly like this, and it's easy to catch a cold, so he's ready to get up and get some water to wipe Lin Yixia. Unexpectedly, as soon as he gets up, he finds that Lin Yixia's hands are tightly holding the corners of his clothes. In her sleep, her mouth is still unconsciously murmuring: "Jiang hen, Don't go... "

Jiangchen can't help it any more, and he doesn't hesitate to kiss the dimple that he has been thinking about for seven years. He kisses so hard that he wants to swallow people directly. Just like this, Jiang's body has already reacted.

Since he heard Wu Wei say that Lin Yixia is Ji wuche's fiancee in the afternoon, his heart has never calmed down. He blames himself, only himself, for not being with Lin Yixia, and for not being able to cross that seven years.

Mingming didn't drink, but Jiangchen felt as if he was drunk. His heart began to thump, his breath became frenzied, and his desire mixed with the alcohol from Lin Yixia's body, which surged in his blood vessels and nerves.