After a long time, Shangguan Jin turned around, returned to the room, silently stepped on the long-haired carpet, left the bedroom, and quietly brought the door with his backhand. [^]
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The night is already deep.
The lights in the storage room have long since dimmed.
Although the air and the quilt were filled with a damp and musty smell, they could not sleep at all, but the repeated tossing flowers were so tired that they could not care about the surrounding environment and fell asleep deeply.
It was late autumn, and the temperatures in the day and night were very different. The thin quilt could not bring much warmth. The flowers were curled up there, trembling coldly, and in a daze, as if they were in a cold cellar.
My whole body was cold, even my blood was cold, and my whole head was dizzy...
She unconsciously shrank into the thin quilt, hugging herself tightly with her hands, nesting into the posture of a baby in her mother's body.
This cocoon-like wrapping brought a hint of warmth to the blossoms, making her feel at ease, and finally she no longer felt uneasy like she had just turned around.
In a daze, Hua Kai seemed to hear the sound of the storage room door being opened, and a light and steady sound of footsteps slowly walked towards him.
who?
Is it a little beloved?
He turned it back?
Hua Kai guessed in a daze, trying to open his eyes to see what was happening in front of him, but his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't open them at all. He could only lie there and fall asleep in a daze.
Shangguan Jin stood in front of the flower-blooming bed, motionless, quietly looking at her sleeping face.
Hua Kai turned over and lay on his side unconsciously, revealing his bandaged shoulders, and his cheeks were slightly white.
This woman's sleeping posture is exactly the same as the flower blooms...
Shangguan Jin's black eyes flashed slightly, and he sat down quietly by the bed. He glanced at the medical box on the board from the corner of his eyes, with a expressionless face.
It’s not a dead person, how could he not know that Shangguan Lie and his wife were instigating the little ghost to smuggle things here?
He just pretended not to know.
Because Shangguan Jin had no idea why he regarded this third-rate actor repeatedly as Xue Yu.
They are obviously two completely different people, and they have no similarities in terms of appearance or skin color...
The only thing that is the same is that these two women also make themselves restless.
Shangguan Jin sighed silently, turned on the bed with a musty smell, and lay quietly on it.
A cool breeze poured in, and the flowers subconsciously curled up their body tighter.
But the next second, the surroundings suddenly became warmer again, and a heat source suddenly came over.
The frown brows relaxed, and the flower blossomed moved comfortably, leaned towards the heat source instinctively, and reached out to hug her.
Shangguan Jin's face was stiff and he reached out to move the person who came over, but it was too late. Hua Kai had already snuggled into his arms, and his little face was buried tightly in his chest, like Xue Yu.
Same.
The raised hand was stiff in the air. Finally, the woman stuck to her body did not forcefully pull away, but fell on the cheeks of the flower blooming, slowly rubbing it with extremely light movements, trying to find out.
Some flaws-
This third-rate actor, whether it is temper or otherwise, looks very much like Xue Yu. Even though she has confirmed that she has no signs of plastic surgery, Shangguan Jin still wanted to check it out clearly.