Chen Xia

Ye Mian suddenly regained consciousness, raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of who it was, and immediately put her face into his arms.

There was still Jiang Chen's warmth in the palm of his hand, and the wet skirt wet his shirt without any obstruction. It was hard to tell which was stronger, the coolness or the burning feeling in his heart.

In short.

Ye Mian felt extremely embarrassed.

It was also her first time to drink too much and fall into a hot spring.

Jiang Chen just held him steadily through the water and reached the wicker chair on the shore in a few steps.

Putting down the girl in his arms, he knelt down and pinched the white feet.

Under the influence, Ye Mian's feet, which were already red with the heels of her shoes, were in severe pain.

The skin of her ankle keenly felt the coldness of his fingertips, and Ye Mian couldn't help but wince.

Jiang Chen frowned and looked at it for a while, then dragged the chair next to her to take her hand.

"The shoes are too small, can I still walk?"

The distance was so close that Ye Mian could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body.

Greedy for the embrace just now, Ye Mian shook his head.

"Can't go."

It's actually not that serious.

But under the influence of alcohol, she just wanted to act coquettishly.

His vision was dim, Jiang Chen stood beside him.

It seemed to be a smile.

Ye Mian wasn't sure if he saw it right.

She shook her head guiltily: "Actually, it's not that I can't walk by myself. I can endure it."

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, shook out his coat and covered Ye Mian's body.

Before Ye Mian could hold on to the handle and stand up, her feet suddenly lifted off the ground.

Jiang Chen picked her up and walked to the guest room area without saying a word.

As soon as Qin Feifei opened the door of the glass private room, she saw the two people in the distance, her eyebrows curved.

"Tsk! Spring is here!"

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After returning to the guest room, Ye Mian picked up her bag and staggered into the bathroom, wanting to change into clean clothes.

Jiang Chen did not leave immediately. Instead, he asked the front desk for iodine and a band-aid, and stood by the window waiting patiently for her to come out.The inner wall of the bathroom in this hotel is entirely covered with seamless marble. The light is quite bright and the floor tiles reflect the light.

Ye Mian originally thought that if he fell into the water, he would be more awake.

After her toes landed on the ground, she found that her center of gravity was not stable.

He turned his head to look at the double image in the mirror and the spinning toilet and bathtub.

Finally, she had to admit that she was really drunk.

It must have been the high degree of foreign wine brought by Qin Feifei, and the stamina was unexpected.

After changing clothes, Ye Mian gently held the door and walked out of the bathroom. She looked at the window without turning on the light.

Jiang Chen stood there, his eyes becoming gentler and colder due to his drunkenness, and her pair of high heels were placed next to his shiny leather shoes.

His eyes were dull, looking out the window at the hazy night, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Ye Mian couldn't bear to look away.

He must look at his figure that seems to be glowing.

The ending of the previous life is getting closer and closer.

Although she didn't say it, she often felt panicked.

Especially after alcohol numbs the nerves, this feeling of uneasiness becomes more and more serious.

Ye Mian couldn't help but her eyes were red. She walked barefoot and tried to keep a steady pace as she walked towards Jiang Chen, sat on the sofa next to him, and reached out to hold his sleeve.

Feel the movement of the clothes.

The man turned around and looked down, and saw the bright Xing'er eyes full of fear and worry.

Jiang Chen thought.

Is this the first time?

The girl always looked at him with this meaningful look.

It seemed like he was going to leave at any moment.

His eyes noticed the crimson color at the end of her eyes.

His straight back stiffened, and then he leaned down and let her grab his sleeves.

His voice had the gentlest tone, like asking, but also like coaxing.

"Xiao Yemian, what's wrong?"