Chapter 296

At dawn, Tong en half narrowed his eyes, gently lifted the window screen with his fingers, and his little face was smiling. Then he lay on his chest, and his fingers slipped through his Adam's apple.

"Wake up?"

The man's big palm grasped her slender fingers, closed his eyes, and could not help but let out a deep smile from the bottom of his throat, "well."

The handsome face is like a slow motion camera. Tong en is dumb and closes his eyes to struggle in silence.

When he released his hand, Tong en thought that he would let her go. He only heard a slight sound. With his pressing action, Tong en had to fall back. Look at his face full of banter. She bit her lip. It's not another time!

"No words, it seems that I think too much?"

Eyes don't lie. When he looked into her eyes, he could see that she was absent-minded for a few seconds.

Tong en looked into his dark eyes. It was hard for him not to change his face and think of another him.

Chin was suddenly picked, her heart beat faster to see the past, sword eyebrow star man said with a smile: "you have something wrong, it seems that there is something not to tell me."

"No! Where can I find it? You think too much! " Tong en lowered his scarlet face and didn't dare to look him in the face.

The man is puzzled, only to see her strange action, pick eyebrow smile: "last night we have so intense?"

Tong en blinked his eyelids and tightened his fingertips.

Wan Jingting drew back his eyes, straightened his back, and touched his forehead innocently with a clear and meaningful look: "if you don't say I haven't noticed, where did the injury on my forehead come from?"

Tong en quickly glanced at the injury on his forehead. What a sin!

"Oh, don't look at me. I'm just a little sleepy and tired."

Wan Jingting leaned over and carefully observed the small expression on her face. Her burning eyes made people have no place to hide their inner palpitations.

"No, I didn't say anything."

"What are you muttering about?" The voice of low voice sex appeal suddenly approach, Tong en immediately shrinks head to wrap quilt to move forward.

Tong en murmured in a low voice, reaching for the silk scarf.

"It's too much..."

While the man was answering the phone, Tong en secretly looked at the messy bed. The silk scarf showed a sharp corner. She thought that her face was red.

Seeing the man's sideburns in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel distressed. She didn't think so much when she hit him with an ashtray. It was too scary to call him that.

Tong en looked at it from a distance and twisted his waist to find that his back pain was more severe. He thought that it would be worth it if he could hide it.

The mobile phone placed on the bedside table suddenly vibrated and the phone number on it was removed. Wan Jingting closed his lips with a smile. His eyes suddenly gathered dark color and turned over. He told her faintly: "I'll answer the phone."

Wan Jingting smiles and looks at the way she thinks about herself. Her heart is soft. No matter how hard her heart is, it will be melted by her feelings.

Tong en stubborn drop wring eyebrow, hand refused to let go, "this small injury is very serious."

Holding her hand, Wan Jingting looked at the cotton swab, his voice mixed with a trace of helplessness and tolerance, "I'm ok, I don't need to wipe this small injury."

This sentence has such a simple flavor for her, but it is easy to change in his ears.

“……”

Tong en took a cotton swab stained with liquid medicine and said, "it hurts you."

Then he heard a series of rolling sounds, and WAN Jingting opened his eyes. Pain came from the brow bone, and he took a breath.

Donne squirms up like a caterpillar until his lips touch his ears. "You keep sleeping."

The smile on WAN Jingting's face was gradually like the clouds coming from the horizon, blocking the sunlight. The deep light of his eyes swept down, and his eyes changed in an instant.

Tong en waited for a few seconds, but he didn't feel the slightest movement. He half opened and half closed his eyes, only to see Wan Jingting's smile.

The man teased like in her lip point, "tired to sleep again."