Jiang Cenran's lips were filled with a smile, and his tone was filled with some jokes: "Do you believe this? I'll die suddenly if I don't sleep."

Wei Yiming glanced at him dissatisfiedly: "If you like to lie here, just lie here, I'm back to the room."

In midsummer, after going out for a day, the uncomfortable sticky feeling is inevitable on my body.

After taking a quick shower, he was still a little worried about the man outside. Wei Yiming walked out after finishing a set of skin care.

Jiang Cenran was 1.87 meters tall and nestled on the sofa, with his long legs seemingly nowhere to put, so he could only curl up into a ball.

Wei Yiming thought for a moment, slowed down the sound of footsteps and went to another room to get a quilt, and covered him with slight hands.

But as soon as the quilt was covered, Jiang Cenran suddenly opened his eyes.

Wei Yiming, who was so close to her, was obviously a little stunned. She blinked her eyes twice and asked softly: "Are you awake?"

"Well." Jiang Cenran's tone was mixed with a hint of hoarseness that had just woken up. He stood up and asked, "What time is it?"

"You've slept for less than an hour."

Although it wasn't long, it was rare for Jiang Cenran.

He had difficulty falling asleep, especially in a strange environment. He fell asleep just now as soon as he touched the sofa.

After a while, Jiang Cenran noticed that Wei Yiming had changed his clothes.

The loose white T-shirt is printed with a huge "kneel down and call the princess" on the chest.

Wei Yiming probably realized that Jiang Cenran's sight was reaching, "I didn't let you kneel."

Jiang Cenran sneered softly: "You can't bear it either."

Wei Yiming cleared his throat and stood up. Only then did Jiang Cenran see the clothes on her body.

Looking loose and fat, the length of the body was only covering his butt, revealing a pair of white and straight long legs.

Jiang Cenran was stunned for only two seconds, then sat up and said in a low voice: "Pour glass of water for me."

"Oh." Wei Yiming stood up and walked towards the bar.

The bright lights shine on the room quietly, and the beautiful figure jumped into the eyes clearly.

Jiang Cenran closed his eyes and squeezed his slender fingers into the bridge of his nose.

Wei Yiming poured the water and turned around. After walking a few steps, a loud thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Caught off guard, the water cup slid down from her palm and fell to the ground with a "splash".

Then the room fell into darkness.

"Supply power is coming right now-"

Before Jiang Cenran finished speaking, he heard a chilling sound. His eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I stepped on the glass."

Jiang Cenran turned on the flashlight on his phone and saw Wei Yiming squatting there pitifully.

He walked over quickly, picked up the person in the waist, and placed it carefully on the sofa.

Wei Yiming gathered her knees and looked at the white slippers stained with blood. Then he glanced out of his eyes in fear: "The glass will not be embedded in the flesh, right?"

Jiang Cenran pointed the flashlight at her feet and gently removed the slippers.

The light is dim, and only bloody wounds can be seen, but the size of the wound cannot be identified.

Seeing that Jiang Cenran didn't say anything, Wei Yiming became more and more nervous: "Is it very serious? No wonder it hurts so much."

Seeing the little girl frowned, Jiang Cenran touched her head comfortably: "I'll look for a medical box."

"Then hurry up."

In less than a minute, Jiang Cenran brought back a medical box, and there were basic things.

He half-kneeled on the ground, took out a cotton ball, and prepared to wipe the blood stains beside the wound, "Horse? Hum?"

Wei Yiming pursed her lips tightly, and her whole body was extremely stiff.

After a little treatment, Jiang Cenran checked her wound with the light of the flashlight.

Fortunately, there are no glass fragments left.

He dipped iodine again to disinfect the wound, and the slightly cool feeling made Wei Yiming's feet shrink.

"Don't move for now." Jiang Cenran fixed her feet.

Wei Yiming's chin was pressed against his knees, and the dim environment could see clearly his actions in dealing with the wounds.

Very meticulous and very careful.

About a minute later, Jiang Cenran put a band-aid on the wound, "Don't touch the water these days."

"oh."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The sudden lights also illuminate everything in the room clearly.

Wei Yiming's ankle was gently held by Jiang Cenran and placed it on his knees, and his snow-white long legs hit the field of view.

Jiang Cenran's eyes moved slightly, but he quickly stopped it and said in a deep voice: "Be careful next time."

"That was the case that happened to me by Brother Cen Ran's order."

If she knew that stretching her toes would hurt so much, she wouldn't have suffered this on purpose.

Jiang Cenran: "If I knew you were so clumsy, I wouldn't cause trouble for myself."

"I was so injured that I was severely injured on my body. If you want to hit my heart, I would ask if your conscience hurts?"

A faint smile flashed across Jiang Cenran's lips: "No."

"You are such a stern-hearted brother Cen Ran. I'm confused. Don't expect me to be a cow and horse for you next time."

"I don't expect the little princess to be a cow and horse for me, so as not to get into trouble."

Wei Yiming glanced at him angrily: "It's best."

*

Three days later, the waterfront.

With the jingle of the elevator, Wei Yiming turned around suddenly as if he was frightened.

The panic on his face had no time to hide it, and it crashed into Jiang Cenran's eyes.

"Brother Cen Ran."

The soft voice was obviously trembling. Under his thin pajamas, his long legs were gathered together at a loss, obviously scared by his sudden appearance.

Jiang Cenran's eyes were dark and deep, but the overflowing voice seemed cold: "What's going on?"

"Come out and take out the trash, but the door was closed as soon as the wind blew." Wei Yiming lowered his head slightly, like a student who did something wrong.

"I'll ask you what's going on with your hands?" She subconsciously hid her hands behind her.

Wei Yiming took out his hand tremblingly. His originally fair and slender fingers were obviously red and swollen at this moment. "I saw that the door was almost closed, so I blocked it."

Jiang Cenran gently held her palm and looked at it: "Last time it was a foot, this time it was a hand."

"Accidents are inevitable."

Jiang Cenran looked down at her embarrassed face and asked, "Where is the access control password?"

"Before I had time to ask Yangyang, I didn't enter my fingerprint, and the key and the phone were inside." Wei Yiming said very openly, so open that she was not afraid of being suspected of being suspected as a coincidence.

After a rustling sound, Wei Yiming saw Jiang Cenran calling someone with his cell phone.

No need to guess, she knew it was Jiang Yuyang, so she must have asked for the access control password.

But after a long wait, he frowned slightly and hung up the phone.

Of course I won't answer it.

Jiang Cenran: "First follow me into the house."

"Oh." Wei Yiming should be well-behaved, and there was no sign of excitement on his face.

This is the first time Wei Yiming has entered Jiang Cenran's field. He has forgotten his eyes and the dark decoration style is full of coldness.

It feels similar to what he gives people.

Jiang Cenran took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave her, "I don't have ladies' slippers here, you'll wear them, new."

After Wei Yiming put it on, she inexplicably felt funny as if a child had stolen adult shoes.

When Jiang Cenran saw it, the corners of his lips curled slightly. Wei Yiming was red with his ears and shouted at him dissatisfiedly: "What's so funny?"

"Did I laugh at you?"

“It’s there.”

"All right."

"Brother Cen Ran, do you mean these three words, "Don't argue with children?"
To be continued...