The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 193 She can only use her trump card!

The second floor.

For the first time, Wen Siyue fell into the entanglement of life.

It's still the kind of vacillating dead knock.

Two villains appeared in my mind, one with black wings and one with white wings.

Black Wing said: "What are you still struggling with? Why don't you knock on the door quickly! Do you want to starve Brother Jiang to death!?"

White Wing said: "Little fairy, you are a little fairy, you have never coaxed anyone, and you have never been coaxed by anyone, why should you coax that guy."

Hei Wing pouted, "Shut up, you! You heartless fellow, how many things Brother Jiang has done for April! How many problems you have solved! You can't count on one finger, okay! Now just call Brother Jiang After dinner, what's the matter!? Will there be a piece of meat missing?"

Bai Wing stomped his feet angrily: "Little Fairy, don't listen to Xiao Hei! Believe me, if a man can't get used to it, he will get spoiled!"

Black Wing stabbed White Wing to death with a fork, "Hehe, you scum! You have no conscience!"

finally.

White Wing is dying, Black Wing is victorious.

Wen Siyue gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and put her finger on the bedroom door.

Knocked three times.

No one answered her.

She knocked twice more, and the inside was still as quiet as stagnant water.

Wen Siyue: "..."

In this case……

Then don't blame her... use the trump card!
Wen Siyue felt in the east and looked in the west.

Finally, he found a hair clip in his pocket.

This is... Shen Xing fell to her place before.

Thinking of Shen Xing... Wen Siyue's eyes darkened, and she took a deep breath.

The cat bent its waist and slightly bent, and pierced the long black hairpin into the keyhole of the bedroom...

She put her ear to the door.

It was pounded less than three times.

The door of Jiangye's bedroom opened with a soft click.

With joy on Wen Siyue's face, she quietly pushed open the bedroom door, walked in, and closed the door behind her back.

The headlights in the bedroom were off.

Wherever the line of sight goes, there is a very European and American black and white minimalist style, not only the curtains are black, but also the bed sheets and quilts are black.

The grounds are spotless and there is only one desk with a computer on it opposite the carpeted bed.

Wen Siyue: "..."

Sleeping in such a room every day, is it really not depressed?

so dark?
There was no other light in the room except the orange lamp on the table, which was emitting a faint light.

Thankfully I can still see it.

Wen Siyue took two steps forward cautiously.

Turning around slightly, only to see the slightly raised body in the middle of the bed.

Pursing her lips, she made up her mind and walked towards the bed.

Jiang Ye's bed is the European villa style, very low, only a little higher than the ground.

When Wen Siyue stood by the bed, he always looked down at the people on the bed.

He buried himself in the blanket.

Only the broken hair on the head was exposed, some messy.

Wen Siyue: "..."

Hey, hey, the way Brother Jiang covered himself in the quilt is really pitiful!

Wen Siyue, you are too much!
She complained to herself silently in her heart.

Then he squatted down and pressed one leg against the empty sheet.

Wen Siyue pulled Jiang Ye's quilt, "Brother Jiang... got up and went down to eat..."

Under the quilt, there was no movement.

The scene of Jiang Ye hiding in the quilt and weeping silently flashed across Wen Siyue's mind, and his blood rushed up. Impulsive, Wen Siyue directly pulled the quilt away with force!

however……

(End of this chapter)