Wen Ning felt shy for no reason, pouted and glanced at the door.

"If you don't open the door, I'll call someone. There should be someone on your side of the studio. I don't blame me for waking them up."

Wen Ning didn't know where the stubbornness came from, so she simply pulled the quilt over her head and ignored him, calling it, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Jiang Shu waited outside for a while. Seeing that she really didn't respond, he raised his eyebrows, almost laughing angrily.

However, even if she didn't open the door, he heard her soft voice just now, and he felt that this mountain was not climbed in vain tonight.

The man stood in front of her door for a long time, then simply went back to the window, found a step and sat down.

Ling Lie's cold wind whistled towards his face, but as long as he thought of Wen Ning sleeping obediently in the room behind him, his heart was swept away from the boredom of the past few days, and he felt at ease for no reason.

In the room, Wen Ning was holding the quilt but couldn't fall asleep. As long as she remembered that Jiang Shu might not have left, not far from her room, her heartbeat accelerated for no reason, thumping unsatisfactorily.

After a while, there was a little movement outside the window, Wen Ning stuck out a small head from under the quilt, and couldn't help but glance over there.

I saw the man stand up from the steps and walk to the window. After a while, he took off his suit and hung it in front of the window, blocking most of the left window tightly.

Wen Ning frowned suspiciously, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that the window glass in the upper right corner of the left window was broken with a gap half an arm's width. Although the gap was not big, when the cold wind whistled on the mountain top in winter night, the cold air would blow away. It would pour straight into it, making her shiver from the cold.

Now that the gap is blocked by the wide suit, it is really cold in the house.

The little girl on the bed turned around a few times, and then she couldn't hold back and sat up. She walked carefully to the window, looked out quietly, and saw that the man had returned to the steps, his long legs were sitting on the floor, and his body had faded. In the suit, he only wore a thin white shirt. There was still some red oozing out from the neckline of the back of the shirt. There was no light outside, and Wen Ning couldn't see what the trace was.

Jiang Shu seemed to feel that someone was looking at him behind him, and suddenly turned around. Wen Ning immediately squatted down in a panic, then bent over and ran back to the bed carefully.

The man's heart softened for no reason, and the corners of his lips tickled unconsciously.

Thanks to Jiang Shu, the little girl who had always had a regular schedule was completely insomnia tonight. She tried hard to get herself to sleep quickly and closed her eyes for two hours, but she was finally defeated.

Wen Ning sighed and sat up, staring hesitantly at the quilt in her arms, and finally picked up the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door gently, and walked out cautiously.

However, when she finally walked to the window holding the quilt, she found that the man who was sitting here was gone. The little girl looked around, but she still didn't see Jiang Shu's figure.

Her eyes drooped slightly, she tried her best to keep her face expressionless, she just left, and finally she left.

Just before she could take the quilt back to the room, the moment she entered the door, she was embraced by the man's warm hands, Jiang Shu's voice was a little ruffian, and the magnetic hoarseness was a bit hooking: "Looking for me? Woolen cloth."

The author has something to say: Brother creditor? ? ? Jiang Gou, how dare you say such a shameful word? ?

President Jiang: It's a trivial matter.

Pocket: Mr. Jiang, let me tell you secretly, Mr. Fu, who was next door, climbed the snowy mountain to find his wife, and had a good meal that night. And you...

President Jiang wiped the blood on the back of his head: Readers, give me all the blades, and I will deal with this author myself.

Chapter 29

In the darkness, Jiang Shu slipped through the thin quilt in her arms with one hand, wrapped his strong forearm around his waist, and pulled the person straight into his arms.

The man was tall, with a broad chest, standing close to Wen Ning's back, a lot higher than her, his chin lightly pressed against the top of her thin hair, his slightly tired eyes were slightly closed, and he could take a deep breath. He could smell the smell he missed all over her body, but he couldn't find it on the pillow she didn't take away.

The taste seems to be more addictive than tobacco.

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, she was shy and brainy, and hurriedly struggled from side to side. After getting out of his arms, she put the quilt across the two of them and separated them from the safest distance.

In the past, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two, and Jiang Shu was arrogant and domineering. If she wanted to restrain her, even if she exhausted all her strength, she could not escape his control, and could only be held by him honestly.

But tonight, Jiang Shu seemed to be worried about scaring her, or maybe she hated him even more because of it, but when he first saw her coming out, he couldn't hold back and hugged her. After he woke up, he immediately relaxed his strength. , let her break free.

Jiang Shu was already standing against the wall, the little girl was anxious to escape, she turned around to stuff the quilt with a lot of force, and the milk pushed the man fiercely, the man let go of his strength, let her vent, and took a step back inadvertently, The blood clot on the back of the head that had not yet coagulated happened to hit the white wall behind him.

"His" Jiang Shu took a breath involuntarily, Wen Ning opened her eyes, her delicate brows were slightly wrinkled, and a trace of panic appeared on her face.

Jiang Shu endured the pain, and suddenly regained his expression, putting on a dignified expression, his expression looked like something had happened, and groaned: "Tsk, Ning Ning, it hurts..."

Wen Ning was taken aback by his appearance, thinking that he had lost his hand and smashed someone, and hurriedly asked, "Are you alright?!"

Jiang Shu frowned intentionally, turned his head to one side, revealing half of his face, with a bit of forbearance: "Do you care about me?"

Wen Ning clenched her palms in fear, and stood on tiptoe to check the wound for him: "I didn't try too hard... Why don't you call the police..."

Jiang Shu was almost laughed at by her appearance: "Why are you calling the police? Are you arresting you? I don't want to, I have to go get you. Isn't this looking for trouble for me?"

However, Wen Ning didn't have as much thought as he did. Seeing him in a condescending manner, he was a little anxious: "Is there anything wrong with you?!"

In fact, something really happened. When he slipped on the mountainside and hit an old tree a few hours ago, the blood clot was slowly seeping out blood, but Jiang Shu had always been a savage growth, with a rough temperament and a rough body. Arrogant, take it seriously.