Lu Jingchi held her waist with one hand, threw the cigarette into the ashtray with the other hand, and doused it with water from the cup.

Sitting back again, he held her waist with both hands and looked into her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Lan put her arms around his neck, scanning every inch of skin on his face, then shook her head and let go of him.

But the next second, she stood up again, sat on his lap, and gestured: You seem to be old.

Lu Jingchi said nothing and didn't know what to say.

For eleven-year-old Jiang Lan, 29-year-old Lu Jingchi is indeed a bit old.

If you are the group of people who give birth to children early, the children will be almost ten years old.

After a while, Lu Jingchi held her hand, stroked the broken hair beside her ear, and said softly: "Yes, you are getting younger and younger."

Jiang Lan didn't understand, her eyes were full of confusion.

Lu Jingchi twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter arc.

He picked up Jiang Lan and put her on the bed again, "Okay, it's time to sleep."

Jiang Lan shook his head: I can't sleep.

She had just opened her eyes not long ago, how could she possibly fall asleep.

"Then just lie down on the bed."

Lu Jingchi said, stood up with her in his arms and put her on the bed.

But Jiang Lan still held his neck and refused to let go. She became more and more clinging to him.

But this is not a good thing.

Lu Jingchi pondered for a moment and then got into bed.

He leaned against the head of the bed, Jiang Lan rested her head on his chest, put her hands around his waist, and draped her legs over him, hanging on him like a little kangaroo.

Lu Jingchi stroked her hair gently and looked away without saying a word.

Jiang Lan stared at his open collar and exposed collarbone. Looking up again, he could see his Adam's apple.

But he looked unhappy and there was no smile on his face.

Jiang Lan lowered her eyes, put her face against his chest, felt the rise and fall of his chest, and slowly closed her eyes.

The wind was blowing outside the window, bringing a bit of coolness, and occasionally you could hear the sound of waves.

Perhaps it is the decoration style of this room that makes the room look particularly cold.

There was also an indescribable desolation.

Jiang Lan said he couldn't sleep, but listening to the man's heartbeat, he fell asleep in a daze.

As long as she closes her eyes, she will dream.

Another long, long dream.

But now she has some dreams that she doesn't understand.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next day.

She was still in Lu Jingchi's arms, holding him firmly with both hands, and he also held her, without even changing his clothes.

Jiang Lan opened her eyes, stared at him for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the bridge of his nose.

But as soon as his fingers touched it, the man opened his eyes.

The two stared at each other.

Jiang Lan blinked and smiled at him.

The smile was so dazzling that Lu Jingchi was stunned. He looked at her expressionlessly for a long time.

And his seriousness made the smile on Jiang Lan's lips gradually fade.

She lowered her head, hooked her fingers on his buttons, and rubbed them nervously.

Lu Jingchi closed his eyes and pondered for several minutes before opening his eyes again and looking down at Jiang Lan in his arms.

He lifted Jiang Lan's chin and asked her, "How old are you now?"

Jiang Lan stared at his deep eyes for a while, feeling strange that he didn't even know how old she was?
Chapter completed!