Jiang Shu raised his hand, hesitated again and again, and then carefully placed his palm on her petite back, stroking it gently.

Wen Ning did not protest as usual, Jiang Shu was stunned for a long time, and his hands slowly hugged the little woman in his arms.

She remained silent, and Jiang Shu dared to look down at her face after a long while.

Wen Ning has fallen asleep in a daze. She has never been drinking. It is a miracle that she can endure such a long speech tonight with this bottle. Holding her tightly, she felt uncomfortable sleeping, so she frowned and rubbed against him, wiping all the tears that she couldn't hold back on Jiang Shu's coat.

With some difficulty, he moved up a bit, his delicate and slender hands stretched out towards the man's neck like a child, circled them unconsciously, tilted his small head to one side, rested his pillow on his broad shoulders, exhaled evenly, and spread them on his chin. The temperature here is hot with a bit of wine sweetness.

Jiang Shu couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, Wen Ning said "um", and after being kissed by him, the tip of his tongue stuck out and licked his lips, smashed it, smashed it and fell asleep with his mouth shriveled, probably In the dream, it seems that there is no wine sweetness.

When Wen Ning woke up the next day, it was past ten o'clock in the morning. She rarely overslept, probably because she was so drunk last night that she couldn't bear to get up when she fell asleep.

Her head was dizzy, but she didn't imagine the discomfort after a hangover.

Last night, Jiang Shu was worried that she would have a headache when she woke up, so she cooked a bowl of sobering soup and drank it clean while she was in a daze.

She sat blankly on the bed with the quilt in her arms, recalling the scene from last night for a long time, pieced together the fragmentary memories, the little girl frowned, her eyes suddenly a little sour.

So the one that she has been brooding about, Jiang Shu's secret about his past hidden on the third floor of Yuganwan, is actually himself?

He knew that she was the child who came to Houshan to look for him when she was a child? So when did he find out?

For so long, he kept turning back to her in a low voice, because he knew she was the one he was when he was young, so he regretted it?

Wen Ning clenched the quilt involuntarily with both hands, and always felt that her chest was stuffy and she couldn't breathe.

There are always countless answers in her mind that haunt her and make her feel at a loss.

However, she remembered that when she was drunk last night, she had the courage to talk to him, and it was fine. Wen Yushan said something right. People like Jiang Shu are easy to change in mood and anger. Now she talks about it. To be so straightforward, he shouldn't have the heart to be patient with her anymore, so no matter when he recognizes himself, it doesn't matter, there will never be a future between them.

The little girl hugged her knees and buried her head in her arms.

Jiang Shu knocked lightly on the door outside, and before Wen Ning could say whether he could enter, he pushed the door in by himself.

"Awake?" This was unexpected to him. She was so drunk last night and slept so deeply. The man was inevitably a little worried. He didn't lie down on his bed all night, and would come in to see her every half an hour. I was worried that she would kick the quilt, and I was worried that she would roll under the bed, so I couldn't rest assured.

Wen Ning raised his head slowly when he heard the sound, and when he met his eyes, Jiang Shu said, "Did you know that you drank a whole bottle of wine last night? You dare to be alone in the wine in the wine cellar. Drink the whole bottle?" His original intention was to worry that she wouldn't drink, and although he chose low-percentage wine for her sake, it was more mellow than the one sold outside, just for her amount of alcohol. Going down the bottle really made him nervous all night.

However, Wen Ning was wrong: "I will pay you back the money for the wine..."

"I sent you a little wine money?" He could give her the whole net worth, and with this little wine money, Jiang Shu walked over to the bed with a bowl in his hand, "Drink this, just cooked, still hot Yes, I gave you a drink last night, so you don't have a headache when you wake up in the morning?"

It really didn't hurt, Wen Ning just wanted to respond, but swallowed the well-behaved "um".

Jiang Shu didn't take it seriously. For so long, he was almost used to Wen Ning ignoring him. He even felt that as long as she could live by his side like now, even if she ignored him for the rest of her life, he would be satisfied. .

Wen Ning stretched out her hand from the quilt, intending to take the bowl, but Jiang Shu turned his hand away and refused to give her: "Open your mouth."

He took a spoonful with a spoon and blew it a few times before it came to her mouth.

Wen Ning: "..."

She had never been served like this before. Seeing Jiang Shu like this, she always felt that he didn't remember what he said just last night, obviously she, a drunken person, remembered it.

Wen Ning raised her eyes and glanced at him: "I can drink it by myself." It's not that he has no hands, he's just drunk all night.

Jiang Shu's expression was taken for granted: "The bowl is hot, you can't hold it."

He has never worried about others in the past. There are countless servants in the Jiang family. He doesn't need to worry about any trivial life. Even he doesn't know when he started. She would catch a cold if she wore too little clothes, and then she was afraid that the food would not suit her appetite. If she ate too little, it would hurt her stomach. At night, she was worried that she would kick the quilt. They didn't live in the same room and didn't sleep in the same bed. He wanted to watch and take care of her. Don't want to sleep yourself.

After so many days, he really hadn't had a good night's sleep, but every time he walked in her room, he felt more comfortable than a full night's sleep.

Wen Ning obediently took a sip, and frowned without feeling squeamish.

This soup works very well, but the taste is more difficult to enter.

Jiang Shu stared at her little expression: "Is it bad?"

If it were Jiang Mengmeng, let alone let Jiang Shu feed him personally, even if she disliked it, her brother would say, "Do it for the heavens and the earth, if you like to drink or not, whoever can't get used to you, donate the property directly when you die of illness. Go." He snarled.

Wen Ning didn't say anything, and shook her head: "It's okay." However, her expression was so wronged.

Jiang Shu hooked his lips dotingly, and took out a candy from his trouser pocket for her, exactly the same as the candy he gave her when he was a child: "I'll give it to you after drinking it."