Chapter 617

Make a wish and recognize the bed.

Suddenly change a strange place to sleep, always restless.

As soon as it was a little gray and bright, she could do it.

But when she moved, she felt the cold outside. She retracted again and wanted to lie down for a while. She just stretched out her arm and habitually took the mobile phone.

But she didn't get her cell phone, but she touched something else.

This touch

Her intuition was wrong. She suddenly opened her eyes. In the gray tent, as soon as she opened her misty sleeping eyes, she saw the man lying quietly on her side.

For a moment, wishing froze.

She had a light night's sleep and could distinguish any movement. Even after Jiang Ke was drunk and sang in the middle of the night, she knew that there were more people around her. Why... Didn't she feel it?!

Make a wish and reflect carefully. Is it inadvertent deep sleep? Maybe it's possible.

She looked at the quiet outline of the man on her side. She was still asleep, breathing evenly and shallow. In the unclear field of vision, he had excellent eyebrows, eyes and facial features. It was also like the big boy who loved playing basketball and had a sunny smile in her memory

The ghost stretched out his hand, and his thin and plain white fingers gently touched the tip of his nose, but in the next second, they turned to slap each other in the face.

Zuo Zhan was still in a dream. A sudden slap woke him up!

In an instant, his sleepy eyes opened. A few seconds later, he focused on the focus, raised his hand and held the beaten cheek, "may you..."

"Who let you in? You turned a deaf ear to what I said last night!" Wishing glared at him angrily, retracted into his sleeping bag again, "get out."

Zuo Zhan moved his cheek without words. He didn't feel too painful. When he got up, he gave up his sleeping bag and squeezed into the wishing room.

Wishing just wanted to refuse, he was shackled by his body, and it was difficult to control his movements.

"You..."

"Shh, get some more sleep." Zuo Zhan ignored the anger on her face, put his long arm around her and closed his eyes again.

Wishing was brewing, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and didn't wait to bite him. Zuo Zhan seemed to have a hunch. He directly captured her lip petals, took advantage of the situation to attack the city and fought around.

"Well, Zuo... Zuo Zhan!"

"Be honest and sleep a little longer, or do some exercise. Which do you choose?" Zuo Zhan still didn't open her eyes, and the low dumb breath almost rolled her lips and overflowed.

I can't speak when I make a wish.

Complex inner battle between heaven and man.

She knew for a long time that Zuo Zhan wouldn't let her go easily. She finally caught uncle Jane's excuse and couldn't ask her hard. It wouldn't be Zuo Zhan, but it's a tent and there are many friends living outside. If they really do something, can they keep quiet?!

He made a wish and endured it again and again. He struggled twice. Although he failed, he bit him and turned away.

"It's not a dog. It always bites me. It hurts so much. You're willing to..." Zuo Zhan murmured and continued to bully her with his long arm. He hugged her in his arms, closed his eyes and went to sleep again.

Wishing is that I can't sleep at all. I just close my eyes and squint.

When Zuo Zhan woke up completely, it would be dawn outside.

Mo yuan also got up early and prepared breakfast with Mrs. Mo and asked others to wash and eat.

Last night, Xia Qianqian left.

Originally, she didn't want to go. Although Zuo Zhan's speech was ugly and her attitude was very clear, she also wanted to work harder, but Zhao jingcan took this as an excuse and drove her off the island.

If Zhao jingcan doesn't leave, Bai Jinchuan has trouble sleeping and eating. There is a person who always cares about his daughter-in-law. Everyone is upset.

When he made a wish to get up, Zuo Zhan had finished washing, and the neatly dressed man was bowing his head and tying his clothes. When Yu Guang looked at her, he said, "you are not wary of me, so you don't notice much."

"Ah?" The brain that makes a wish is not too sober is dull.

Zuo Zhan also finished finishing his coat and walked over. He gently tilted his lower lip from a commanding position and kneaded it on her head. "This is cultivated in more than 20 years, and it is also an unwritten tacit understanding between you and me."

Someone else can't replace it.

Zuo Zhan has long discovered this and is very pleased.

"What and what?" Wishing to push him away and gather his hair.

"Nothing. Get up and get dressed. I'll fetch you hot water." Zuo Zhan went out.

Wishing quickly got up and changed her clothes. When she stepped out of the tent, a cold wind hit early in the morning. She was almost shivering with cold. Then she saw Zuo Zhan walking quickly with a basin of hot water in her hand. "Who let you run out? It's frozen. Come in quickly."

He took her into the tent and gave her hot water. "Simply wash and take a good bath when you get off the island."

Wish to look at the basin of hot water and get toiletries.

"There is a great temperature difference between day and night, and the environment looks very good, but the temperature is not good. Otherwise, it will not become a desert island. No one has developed it. Many lovers and anchors of desert island survival come here to challenge shooting." Zuo Zhan explains the sentence casually.

Wishing to listen to a missing sentence, holding a facial cleanser ready to attack, the little hand was scalded as soon as it didn't enter the hot water, "ah! It's so hot."

"It's all hot water." Zuo Zhan took her hand and checked it to make sure it wasn't burned. He went outside and brought back some pure water. "This delicate girl is really a big lady."

He still mixed the water and felt that the temperature was suitable before he made a wish to wash his face.

After breakfast, we began the long journey of the day.

Wishing once suspected that she had nothing to do. She promised to do something with her. It's not good to do something in this time. She has to drive around all over the mountains. Isn't it idle.

But fortunately, there was no Xia Qianqian today. Zuo Zhanfei took her a car and didn't have to make a wish to drive. She leaned against the co driver to take a nap. Because the road was rough and she couldn't sleep well, so she took out her mobile phone or processed the company's email.

And the other side.

Early in the morning, it was not only wishing that someone was around, but also Jian Yan who was far away in the imperial apartment.

But different from the simplicity and directness of wishing, Jian Yan had already accepted the current situation, quietly moved out of bed, took a bath in the guest room, changed her clothes and went into the kitchen.

She is now a "hostage" in Cheng Huan's hands. It is necessary to be a hostage and take good care of her diet.

When Cheng Huan came out, he was still wearing a cotton home clothes. Looking at the woman eating in the restaurant, his body was soft somewhere and walked over, "ah Yan, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

Jane Yan bowed her head and ate without saying anything.

Cheng Huan looked at the few meals left on the table. His smile stiffened a little. He turned and went to the kitchen again. There was no porridge in the rice cooker. It seems that Jian Yan just cooked one person's meal.

His lost fingers tightened slightly. A moment later, when he came back, he tried to change his smile. "What else do you want to eat? I'll make it."

Jian Yan finished her last mouthful of porridge and went into the kitchen with bowls and plates for cleaning.

"Keep it. I'll wash it." Cheng Huan took the past.

Without arguing with him, Jane Yan washed her hands and went back to her bedroom.

After a long time, the bedroom door was pushed open. Cheng Huan came in with a plate of fruit. "Have some."

Jane Yan still doesn't speak.

"Eat more and try to fatten you up." Cheng Huan's eyes were filled with a gentle smile. On his soft and handsome face, his bright smile was like the spring breeze. Who could have thought that such a tender and considerate man would be a devil.

Jane Yan pushes him away and wants to leave here.

Where Cheng Huan lives, she only feels that the air is thin and it is difficult for her to breathe.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Huan stretched out his long arm, accurately took her into his arms, and sat down on one side of the chair, forcing Jian Yan to sit on his lap. He put his hand on her cheek, "are you going to never talk to me?"

"Is there anything to say?" Jian Yan retorted.

Cheng Huan was noncommittal.

He raised his lower lip slightly, buried his head in her arms and smelled the faint smell of her, "I miss you, it's true."

Jane Yan's body was stiff. "What are you doing?"

"What do you say?" Cheng Huan's slender fingers stroked her soft cheek, slowly went down, rubbed her collar a little, and slid to her meticulous clavicle, "am I forced to touch you now?"