An Xiaoruo still shook the handsome young man sleeping next to him with lingering fear. For some reason, An Xiaoruo felt that even if it was a dream, it felt so real, so real that it was almost scary.
It was obviously a dream, but why did it feel so unreal when I woke up and saw Gong Jingling's handsome face?
Gong Jingling naturally couldn't withstand An Xiaoruo's vigorous shaking. He had just recovered from a serious illness last night, and he had to be persecuted by An Xiaoruo again in the morning. How easy would it be for him!!
The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tightly closed eyelids gradually opened, and the misty pupils were filled with the feeling of waking up, but the whole face looked very tired, tired, and not in a good mental state.
He raised his eyes and saw a frightened An Xiaoruo, wondering: "What's wrong?"
"Gong Jingling, I had a dream, about your dream?" An Xiaoruo was naturally relieved to see Gong Jingling wake up, but she still wanted to know whether the dream was real.
"What dream?"
Gong Jingling tried his best to keep calm and looked at him gently, feeling very surprised that when he woke up today, An Xiaoruo was sleeping next to him. What was even more strange was that An Xiaoruo's attitude towards him was obviously much better today.
An Xiaoruo was about to say something. Seeing Gong Jingling's gentle and confused look, he felt sour. He didn't want to mention it again because he hesitated whether he should say it or not and was afraid of hurting Gong Jingling.
, she felt that this incident might be a scar that Gong Jingling did not want to touch in his life. If she mentioned it again, would he feel that she was sympathizing with him and pitying him?
An Xiaoruo even thought that this incident might be related to the fact that he had to kill the twelve nobles?
An Xiaoruo is still willing to believe in Gong Jingling. Gong Jingling will not let her down, right?
For a moment, An Xiaoruo thought of so many things. Why did he think about others?
"What's wrong?"
Gong Jingling looked at her tenderly, and An Xiaoruo thought of the sadness and helplessness of standing in the rain, looking at the leaving car, and her heart clenched. She was so sad, thinking of Gong Jingling's kindness to her in the past, An Xiaoruo
Xiaoruo felt even more distressed.
"It's okay..." An Xiaoruo choked and shook her head, looking away from him and looking away.
Gong Jingling guessed that An Xiaoruo might still feel sorry for Sheng Yuye and the others, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He was also very depressed whether he should tell An Xiaoruo, but Jiang Zhifan...
Forget it... Xiaoruo already hates me anyway, so any extra explanation will only make me even more ridiculous.
Gong Jingling saw that An Xiaoruo was sad, so he stood up, but found that his upper body was naked? He looked at An Xiaoruo's sad face again, and suddenly panicked in his heart. Could it be that I did what I did to Xiaoruo last night?
What?
Otherwise, how could Xiaoruo be like this?
"Xiao Ruo..." Gong Jingling whispered. He didn't want to hurt Xiao Ruo because of himself. Even if he had been hurt once, he didn't want to see her again.
"I...didn't...treat you last night, did I?"
An Xiaoruo calmed down and looked at Gong Jingling's embarrassed look. He wanted to laugh, but he was also curious: "Are you sick?"