It seemed that he noticed that someone else was around him in his sleep, and Yan Xiaye did not sleep peacefully this time.

The beautiful brows were frowning slightly. She had only been sleeping for half an hour before she woke up in cold sweat.

Looking at the ceiling above her head blankly, she didn't remember what she saw in her dream, but it was definitely not a beautiful dream, which kept her heartbeat until she woke up.

Just as Yan Xiaye was recalling the scene in the dream, a low voice came from the side: "Yan Xiaye, are you okay?"

Yan Xiaye was startled, looked around, and called out the man's name in confusion: "...Ji Liangchen?"

Her slender fingers unconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt, and her violent heartbeat not only failed to calm down with time, but instead became even more restless because of seeing the man.

"Yes." Ji Liangchen nodded slightly, with a handsome and signature smile hanging on the corner of his lips, "You fainted just now, do you still remember?"

Yan Xiaye blinked slowly. She vaguely remembered that something happened, so she nodded hesitantly.

That ignorant and innocent look was particularly cute, and Ji Liangchen felt pity for looking at it, as if facing a more immature little girl.

He softened his voice again, and he picked up the white pill and whispered: "The doctor said you are overly tired and need a good rest. This is a medicine that helps you sleep. Can you take it?

Yan Xiaye didn't like taking medicine, so he pursed his lips unconsciously, and then tried hard to pretend to be nothing, not wanting to act coquettishly in front of Ji Liangchen.

She sat up from the bed with her arms on her back. She was not used to Ji Liangchen appearing at her bed so calmly. She took the pills and water in her heart and drank it all.

The bitter taste of the pill was still left on the tip of her tongue. Ji Liangchen then raised his hand, gently pressed his warm fingertips against her lips, stuffing something sweet into her mouth.

Taking the candy with the smell of strawberry, Yan Xiaye blinked in a daze, and his scalp cheeks were more gorgeous than the candy itself.

Leaning on the bed waiting for the medicine to take place, she suddenly remembered something and asked nervously: "Does Xiao Yunduo know that I fainted?"

"Don't worry, the servant won't tell him."

Ji Liangchen lowered his eyes and looked at her uneasy expression, paused and continued, "Is it because of Li Yuntang or Xiao Yunduo?"

This question is really hard to answer.

Yan Xiaye's slender eyefelt feathers trembled and said softly after a long time, "Maybe they have both."

As for other reasons...

She lifted her eyelids, glanced at Ji Liangchen quickly, and buried the most real answer in her heart.

Ji Liangchen had no choice but to say lightly: "I will help you contact Li Yuntang, Xiao Yunduo... He is always Alisha's son. You can be lost, but don't torture yourself because of this."

Yan Xiaye nodded, and the scene of the two confronting each other in the corridor flashed in his mind, and he was a little afraid that Ji Liangchen would bring up the old things again.

At that time, if she didn't happen to faint, what would it develop into later?

Since the man rarely speaks out and forces her to admit her inner wavering and helplessness, what she wants is definitely not rejection or denial.

So……

At the end, she can really calm down to the end and deny those affectionate feelings?

The white teeth bit her lips quietly. Yan Xiaye didn't dare to look at the man's figure again, so he had to limit his eyes to the quilt with faint patterns, as if the pattern was so attractive.

Ji Liangchen took into account her fatigue and did not choose to bring up the old things again at this time.

With his slender fingertips, he picked up the magazine on the side and said meaningfully: "Li Yuntang said that when he was in China, you seemed to have some sleep disorders. How did he solve it? Did you read for you?"

This is the little intimacy and interest between Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang. At this moment, it seems to have some fun meaning from Ji Liangchen.

Yan Xiaye was a little cramped, and his slender fingertips squeezed the corners of the quilt even harder, "...How do you know?"

"Because this type of medicine cannot be taken for a long time, and when you are with Li Yuntang, you look good, so he must have any way to coax you to sleep."

Speaking out his reasoning lightly, Ji Liangchen lowered his head and opened the magazine, "There are serialized novels and entertainment and finance news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Seeing that the man really wanted to read to her, Yan Xiaye looked at him at a loss, wanting to refuse but not knowing how to speak.

Moreover, the medicine she took had begun to work gradually. She felt the long-lost peace and peace and did not want anything to break the comfort from the inside out.

In order to avoid the foreseeable trouble, Yan Xiaye made a passive choice: "The novel is ready, thank you."

Ji Liangchen glanced at her with a smile, thanking her without caring about her unfamiliarity, and really started reading for her.

Accompanied by the man's low and pleasant voice, Yan Xiaye's eyelids gradually became heavy.

In her vague consciousness, she couldn't tell whether the reason why she was so relieved was the two small pieces of medicine or Ji Liangchen's existence itself.

Realizing what he was thinking, Yan Xiaye immediately interrupted the fearful thought, breathed calmly under the influence of the medicine, and fell asleep deeply.

I don't know how long it took.

Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes trembled. When he was about to wake up, his ears were still filled with the beautiful voice of a man.

The residual effect of the medicine had not yet faded, and she felt that she was awake, but she had no strength to open her eyes.

Consciousness was concentrated on hearing, and she quietly distinguished what the man read, and found that it was not a novel, but an advertisement accompanied by a magazine, using very colorful words to describe a jewelry that had just been launched.

Yan Xiaye has never had any special hobbies for luxury goods, but he is fascinated by it at this moment. I don’t know if it is because of the gorgeous words that make people yearn for, or whether Ji Liangchen’s voice makes people comfortable.

After spending a little time to accumulate strength, Yan Xiaye finally opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the light light cast from the bedside lamp.

Perhaps because he didn't want to affect her rest, Ji Liangchen turned the brightness of the light very low, but only barely illuminated the magazine in his hand.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the sky is the dusk that is about to burn out, and the night has just arrived.

Yan Xiaye felt a little moved and suddenly understood why Ji Liangchen was reading an advertisement.

She slept for about three or four hours, and he really read her stories for three or four hours.

So much so that nothing in the entire magazine is strange except for advertisements.

As if being hit by an inexplicable emotion, Yan Xiaye lay there motionlessly, wondering how to express his gratitude to Ji Liangchen for his tenderness.

If she had known that he would have read for three or four hours, she would not have agreed to him stay at first.

Even if it takes some effort, he must be driven away.

However, it is too late to say this now.

Repressing the soft emotions in his heart, Yan Xiaye said softly: "No need to continue, Ji Liangchen."

Ji Liangchen closed the magazine with good deeds, as if everything he did was taken for granted, and his voice was hoarse and tired after overusing it.

“…How is it, are you sleeping well?”

“Very good, very good.”

Not knowing how to express her gratitude, Yan Xiaye got up from the bed, picked up the phone beside her pillow and looked at it.

After a whole day and night, she still didn't wait for news about Li Yuntang.

Qingmei's little face suddenly turned pale. She bit her lip, put her phone close to her body, and said to Ji Liangchen: "Sorry, I've slept for so long, you must be very hungry, let's go to the restaurant for dinner."

Seeing all her reactions, Ji Liangchen's eyes were dim.

Even though she knew that the person she liked the most was Li Yuntang, as a man, she still couldn't see the woman she loved so much about another man.

Fortunately, although Yan Xiaye was concerned about Li Yuntang, Li Yuntang was in the country thousands of miles away, and he was Ji Liangchen who was by her side.

There was a little guy who was in the way, but he didn't expect that the little guy was bought by Alyssa's sugar-coated shells, which hurt Yan Xiaye's heart and gave him the best time to take advantage of the situation.

"Okay, Yan Xiaye, what do you want to eat for dinner?"

Ji Liangchen's slender figure stood in front of the bed, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, moistening the dry throat.

Yan Xiaye thought about it and was still obsessed with the small cakes he had tasted at the magic show. "I probably want to have some sweet things, what about you, are you still a steak that is cooked in seven centimeters?"

"Anything is OK, I'm not picky about food." Ji Liangchen smiled slightly, put down his cup and walked to Yan Xiaye, walking side by side, like a close friend and a close lover.

Xia Ye also realized this, but Ji Liangchen, who had just caused her to waste an afternoon on her, and she was embarrassed to show obvious resistance.

Pretending to find nothing, the two of them went to the restaurant in a tacit understanding.

Today is the fifth day of Yan Xiaye coming to the Noel family.

Due to cultural customs, families in this country are not keen on getting together all the time.

If it weren't for something important or a special festival, the young masters and ladies in the family would not eat in the same place, and most of them would choose their own rooms.

A few days ago, Yan Xiaye came to the door as a distinguished guest. The people of the Noel family had already demonstrated their etiquette and friendship, so the dinner that all attended ended here.

Anyway, the kitchen serves all the food you want in summer nights for 24 hours, and there is no word "neglect".

Thanks to the quietness in the restaurant, Yan Xiaye found a seat to sit down, told the maid who came to serve the dessert she wanted, and then looked at Ji Liangchen sitting opposite the long table.

"The steak is cooked in seven minutes... Maybe another cake like Yan Xiaye."
Chapter completed!