The atmosphere became a little weird for a while, and there seemed to be some restless factors in the air constantly moving.

Every nerve of Jiang Laien seemed to be affected by her. Before she knew it, she seemed to be drowning in it, feeling as if she was expecting something and longing for more to come.

After a moment, Ye Kehuan slowly opened her eyes and squinted at the woman in front of her. Ye Kehuan, who was dunking, had a heavy body, a heavier head, and even heavier breathing. She didn’t even know what she was doing.

“Yes, Kehuan?” After Jiang Laien found out that she opened her eyes, she suddenly didn’t know what to do, but just supported herself on the sofa cushion with her palms.

“...Huh?” Ye Kehuan’s nasal voice sounded, and she moved closer to her.

Jiang Laien looked at her, swallowed involuntarily in her throat, and then indescribable pictures passed through her mind one after another.

Seeing the distance getting closer, however, Ye Kehuan went unstable again and slid down towards the ground uncontrollably.

“Hey…” Jiang Laien hurriedly grabbed her hand, trying to stop her from falling, but in the end she couldn’t hold her, and they both fell to the ground.

After Jiang Laien turned over and sat up, she looked at the eyebrows of the sleeping Ye Kehuan, and she couldn’t help but be stunned.

“If I let you get so drunk again, I’ll be a pig.” Jiang Laien closed her eyes, shook her head, grabbed Ye Kehuan’s arm, and put it around her shoulder.

After that, Jiang Laien continued to drink milk to bring Ye Kehuan upstairs.

Although I am very conscious as an actress, and I often go the the gym, and my physique is not weak, even compared to a fat aunty, I can still compete, but this is still too difficult.

At that moment, the entire image of the goddess she had worked so hard to manage over the years disappeared instantly.

Jiang Laien vowed that she would install an elevator in her small villa after she finished her work and went back. She always felt that the indoor elevator was tasteless and hypocritical, but now it seemed that it was simply a godsend in a critical moment.

It took about twenty minutes. Finally, Jiang Laien put Ye Kehuan into the bed in the bedroom while sweating.

After turning on the central air conditioner for Ye Kehuan’s room, Jiang Laien stood there for a while and went back to her bedroom to quickly take a shower and cool her head.

After her whole body became refreshed, Jiang Laien opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of cold milk and poured several mouthfuls in one breath, before finally feeling that her life was saved.

Then Jiang Laien took out the script and pondered it. She played the role of Qi Luo, a role she had never thought about playing--a female ghost--because she was afraid of ghosts. And, in fact, in the beginning, Jiang Laien was a bit hesitant to accept the script, but for Ye Kehuan, she still accepted it.

But while looking at it, Jiang Laien was a little distracted, and she couldn’t help but stretch out her hand and stroke her lips. Why did Ye Kehuan kiss her? Was it because she was drunk? Or because of…

Thinking about the closeness between them just now, Jiang Laien felt her body warm again, so she lowered the air conditioner by two degrees. But even so, it still couldn’t hide a certain feeling of emptiness.

In the end, Jiang Laien still held the milk and walked to the door of Ye Kehuan’s bedroom. She reached out and knocked on the door: “Kehuan?”

“Hmm…” A dumb voice came from the room.

“I’m here?” Jiang Laien held the door handle.

“Okay…”

So, with a “click”, Jiang Laien opened the door.

After the door was opened, she found Ye Kehuan on the bed, still in the same posture that she had left her in, but with a hand on her forehead, and her brows were also furrowed.

Jiang Laien looked at her for a while, then pursed her lips, walked over, and said: “If you don’t have a bath… Will you be uncomfortable? It should be uncomfortable just to get yourself drunk. Would you like to take a bath?”

A half-dreaming and half-awake Ye Kehuan nodded again: “Hmm…”

“Okay…” Jiang Laien said softly, and after looking around, she put the milk in her hand on a small table, and then pulled Ye Kehuan’s arm again and put it on her shoulder, preparing to take her to the bathroom.

Although Ye Kehuan was heavy, Jiang Laien couldn’t help but curl the corners of her lips, and subconsciously hugged Ye Kehuan tighter.

After putting Ye Kehuan into the bathtub, Jiang Laien looked at Ye Kehuan’s toiletries and asked, “Are you not liking of Lu An? Or, do you not like to have people you don’t know walk with us? Or, is there something bothering you?”

But this time, Ye Kehuan didn’t answer at all, as if she was asleep.

Jiang Laien turned around with the shower gel, looked at her for a long time, then walked a few steps towards her, and then whispered: “Then, if you want to take a shower, I’ll take them off for you, you don’t mind?”

Ye Kehuan still didn’t respond.

Then, Jiang Laien took a small stool and sat down beside the bathtub, put the shower gel aside, and reached out for Ye Kehuan’s collar.

When her fingertips touched her button, Jiang Laien stared at her neckline for a long time, then raised her eyes to look at her face, then blushed and unbuttoned the first button, and continued to ask: “Are you used to the water cooler or warmer?”

After Jiang Laien unbuttoned the first button for her, she began to undo the second one.

However, at this moment, Ye Kehuan suddenly moved her eyebrows, stretched out her hands and rubbed her temples somewhat uncomfortably, and said in a daze, “...what?”

Jiang Laien stopped her hand: “Are you sober?”

However, in the next second, Ye Kehuan shook her head for a while and nodded. It seemed that she did not wake up, but continued to be confused.

Jiang Laien was taken aback for a moment, and then continued to stretch out her hand.

However, Jiang Laien found that her mind became more chaotic than before, and she felt like there was nowhere to start.

After tossing around for more than an hour, Jiang Laien finally got Ye Kehuan clean and came out. For more than an hour, for her, it was simply torturous physical work, yet at the same time…

Who could be upset when facing a fragrant and soft girl? What’s more, the other party was still a person she liked, and so the difficulty had increased by several levels.

After taking Ye Kehuan to bed, Jiang Laien returned to the bathroom, ready to turn off the lights.

However, what she didn’t expect was that when Jiang Laien turned off the bathroom lights, she suddenly heard Ye Kehuan, lying on the other side of the bed, muttering: “Silly roe deer.”

Hearing this, Jiang Laien was stunned, then walked over, sat next to her, and asked softly: “What?”

“Silly roe deer.” Ye Kehuan was completely unaware of the fact that she used the nickname she gave to others to scold her in a sleepy way.

After listening, Jiang Laien thought for a while before she suddenly realized.

So Ye Kehuan looks so abnormal today because of Lu An? Why don’t you like her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Laien leaned over to the bedside: “You were so depressed today. It’s really because you don’t like her. Why don’t you like her?”

Is it because you don’t want to share your space and time with others?

At this moment, Ye Kehuan yawned lightly, did not answer, and went to sleep again.

Jiang Laien looked at her for a long time, and then asked softly: “Is it because you just want to play with me? You don’t want other people to intrude?”

Ye Kehuan did not answer.

Jiang Laien sighed softly, then smiled lightly. Although a good friend was scolded and it seemed to be unkind to laugh at herself, but people who are in love would care about this kind of thing, and it still makes those people feel like they saw a glimmer of light, and it was hard to think about whether it was happy or not. After all, who doesn’t want to be taken care of by their lover?

Thinking of this, Jiang Laien raised her hand under her nose, smiled again, and then climbed onto the bed, lying on her side next to Ye Kehuan, looking at her sleeping face quietly with her hands on her back.

I don’t know what’s going on. They all say that if one person looks at another for a long time, she will never get tired of it, but Jiang Laien had never tired of seeing her. Regardless of her eyebrows, lips and nose, or face shape, Jiang Laien felt that she could stare for a hundred and eighty years without getting tired of them.

After a while, Jiang Laien became a little sleepy and didn’t want to move. After a light yawn, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The night was getting darker, everything was silent, and the whole community seemed to have fallen into a dream, calm and peaceful.

However, Ye Kehuan didn’t sleep well. She was like that every time she got drunk. Others might sleep until dawn, but she was in a half-dream half-awake state, and it seemed that she couldn’t wake up, and she didn’t seem to sleep well either. In her dreams, there were weird things. There were all kinds of messy things. So she turned over a lot, and the quilt was also covering her then kicked off sometimes.

After Jiang Laien was awakened by the movement of Ye Kehuan’s turning over, she realized that the distance between her and Ye Kehuan at that moment was very close. It was really the kind of distance that might happen if she didn’t pay attention. Besides, they were still in such a place.

“Why?” Jiang Laien looked at her for a while, moved closer to her, raised her hands to caress her cheek. “Why do you kiss me when you are drunk? Did you kiss others when you were drunk before? Some kind of drunken kiss frenzy?”

Ye Kehuan frowned, still with eyes closed, and did not reply.

Then Jiang Laien moved closer to her: “Or you only kissed me?”

Finally, Ye Kehuan’s eyelashes trembled and her eyes opened slightly.

Jiang Laien stared at her eyebrows, and then tentatively, gently, kissed Ye Kehuan’s lips.

“Lai…” Ye Kehuan was stunned, a little confused whether this was reality or if it was some dream, but gradually, she closed her eyes and began to respond to Jiang Laien.

After a while, Jiang Laien’s heart was beating quickly, and then asked in a soft voice like a whisper: “You seem to enjoy it. Do you like kissing me?”

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