Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 226
That night.

The sleeping posture of the two of them is still the same.

Afraid of dreaming again tonight, Jiang Xian held hands with him, turned sideways on purpose, and fell asleep with their hands clasped together.

However, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.Looking at the empty snow-white wall, it seemed as if there were countless bees buzzing in her mind, making her thoughts flutter.

It snowed in the middle of the night.

The snow should be heavy, because Jiang Xian heard the dead branches outside the window being crushed by the snow, making a "click" sound.

It should be child time, right?
Zi Shi... Zi Shi...

It was the time she had agreed with Song Qi.

Qin Yanfeng next to him closed his eyes, breathing long and regularly.

There was another soft sound outside the window.

Jiang Xian's heart was pounding, her eyes rolled around, wondering if Song Qi had come to look for her?

She couldn't hold back, she got up quietly, and stepped over Qin Yanfeng's sleeping body.He took off the fox-fur cloak and gently opened the window.

The silvery white snow reflected a cold shimmer.

There was no one outside the window.

Jiang Xian couldn't tell whether she was lost or sad in her heart, but she couldn't help moistening her eyes when she was blown by the wind.

She glanced at Qin Yanfeng who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and bravely moved a stool to look through the window.Then he set up a ladder from the corner and slowly climbed up to the roof.

Jiang Xian didn't know what she was doing either.

She suddenly wanted to do this, and no one could stop her.

Along the roof, Jiang Xian set her feet carefully, avoiding the snow and ice, and walked to the Buddhist hall at the highest point of the Yuguo Mansion, overlooking the silent snowfall under the night.

The cold wind was rustling, ruffling the fox fur on the edge of the cloak.

Jiang Xian squatted down, grabbed a handful of white snow between the tiles, let it slip from between her fingers, and said in a dazed way: "Song Qi, where have you been..."

She really misses him.

I want to know if he is doing well, and if he has gotten into trouble because of his request.

Even if you don't want to be friends with her anymore, you should say goodbye to her.

He didn't leave a word, and suddenly disappeared from the world, did he not care about her at all?

Jiang Xian's mouth was full of bitterness, she buried her head in her arms, and quietly soaked the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes into her clothes.

Snowy night.

On the high roof, the woman squatted there alone, letting the snow fall all over her body.

Qin Yanfeng hid in the dark, watching the scene silently, his hands clenched into fists, his heart was about to break.

He wished he could rush over immediately, hold Jiang Xian in his arms, and tell her without reservation: He is here!He was always there for her!Never far away!
But he dared not.

He was full of lies and couldn't find a reason to continue deceiving her.

He can only give up his identity as "Song Qi" and use "Qin Yanfeng" to give Jiang Xian the greatest warmth.

Jiang Xian blew cold wind for a long time.

Lie back on the bed again, coughing uncontrollably.

Qin Yanfeng, who took a step back before her, immediately sat up, took the warm teapot from the charcoal basin, and poured her a cup of herbal tea.of
"Come."

He sat on the side of the bed, supporting Jiang Xian's back with concern.

Jiang Xian drank a cup with his hand, but still coughed badly.Qin Yanfeng was helpless and could only pat her on the back mechanically, hoping that she would feel better.

He didn't say a word, but his heart was full of complaints: What kind of wind did he run out in the middle of the night?Now it’s all right, I’m seriously ill, I don’t cherish my body at all!After complaining, he started to scold himself again, insisting on using his identity as "Song Qi" to get close to her, it's really stupid...

"Okay, I'm fine, you can sleep too."

Jiang Xian woke up Qin Yanfeng and asked him to serve him with water, feeling very sorry.

Qin Yanfeng said: "You go to sleep first, and I will give you some comfort."

After finishing speaking, he helped Jiang Xian to lie down, and carefully tucked the corner of the quilt.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Xian felt that his hands were as cold as ice.

She looked up at him.

Against the dim candlelight, the man's facial features are blurred and his outline is clear.Even if she couldn't see his expression, Jiang Xian could guess that his eyes must be warm and soft at this moment.

What a wonderful person.

Jiang Xian couldn't help sighing.

Back then when she first arrived, what worried her most was that after Qin Yanfeng recovered her memory, he sent Song Qi to chop her into meat paste.Now times have changed, and everything is developing in unpredictable places.

She couldn't help but develop a good impression of "Song Qi", thinking about it, and worrying about it, but "Song Qi" disappeared suddenly without leaving a word; Qin Yanfeng returned to normal in advance, loving and caring for her cheap wife, she has been refusing , but didn't want him to get hurt.

... so difficult.

It's hard to be a human being.

Jiang Xian sighed and coughed, exhausted, and finally fell asleep.

Qin Yanfeng stared at her innocent and harmless sleeping face, and gently brushed her cheek with the back of his hand.

The night is blurred and the lights are flickering.

Her slightly parted cherry lips were plump and beautiful, with a soft luster.

Qin Yanfeng's eyes were deep, and there was an inexplicable throbbing quietly.

Jiang Xian always likes fried chestnuts with candied fruit and pastries.For such a sweet-loving person, are the lips also sweetened?
Qin Yanfeng suddenly wanted to taste it.

He turned around, put his left hand on Jiang Xian's pillow, raised her pointed chin with his right hand, looked down at her sleeping face without blinking, and traced his gaze several times.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat.

Qin Yanfeng had never done this kind of thing before, he couldn't help but want to try it, he was excited but timid and unfamiliar.

He lowered his head and moved closer to her face
When he was about to touch the two soft pieces, Qin Yanfeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, holding his breath.

At this moment, the candle's light flower suddenly burst out with a "crack".

Qin Yanfeng instantly regained his senses from the charm.

He remembered that he had promised Jiang Xian not to touch her without her permission.

It's a bit vulgar to say something intimate while she is asleep.

Qin Yanfeng slapped his face angrily.

He forcibly restrained his inner thoughts, stopped looking at Jiang Xian's alluring face, turned his back, and faced the hanging layered green gauze bed curtain.

It can't go on like this.

Jiang Xian always thinks of "Song Qi" in her heart. If "Song Qi" is around for a day, she will not love "Qin Yanfeng" for a day.

Qin Yanfeng tossed and turned sleeplessly, and finally came up with a solution at dawn.

(End of this chapter)