In the tea room, Mi Ning, wearing a nightgown, walked out.

She was holding a glass of milk in her hand, which was steaming and seemed to be warm.

"Ashi?"

When Mi Ning saw the person standing in the living room, she was slightly surprised and walked over.

Zhan Lianshi's eyes moved with Mi Ning's movement. He looked at her, and there was nothing else in his eyes except her.

“Have you washed?”

When Mi Ning saw Zhan Lian's wet hair was still dripping with water, she wet his nightgown.

When she gave the milk to Zhan Lian, she went to get the towel on his hand.

Didn't hold it.

Zhan Lianshi didn't put his hand holding a towel.

Mi Ning, “Ashi?”

She looked at him and was confused.

Zhan Lianshi took a hand, and the raised knuckles were loosened while holding the towel tightly.

As his fingers loosened, the tendons and veins that popped out from the back of his hand were pressed down.

Everything seemed to have happened, and the quietness just now was his illusion.

Mi Ning took the towel and looked at the person who had been watching her still, "What's wrong?"

She felt that he was wrong and seemed to be something.

"That comes to mind."

"Um?"

"Are you going to be busy?"

"not busy."

"That……"

Zhan Lianshi took Mi Ning and sat down on the sofa. He leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes closed, as if he had rested.

Mi Ning felt that Zhan Lian had something to do, and this might be very troublesome.

She didn't ask, and looked at the milk on the coffee table, "Ashi, drink the milk first."

He could sleep better after drinking.

His closed eyes opened, Zhan Lian looked at the milk on the coffee table. The warm milk appeared on the air-conditioned room, and a layer of mist appeared on the hot transparent glass cup.

The fog was misty and there were vague water droplets.

"It's easier to sleep after drinking milk."

Mi Ning took the milk in front of him with a soft voice.

Zhan Lianshi looked at the fingers in front of him, which were thin and slender, and his fingernails were like shells.

Her fingers fell on the glass, and the mist dissipated with her fingertips, and the milk inside became clear.

Dream seemed to wake up too. "Ashi?"

Zhan Lianshi was narrowing the milk cup in front of him, his slender fingers, and the night in his eyes was boundless.

He didn't move, seemed to hear Mi Ning's words, seemed to hear them again.

Mi Ning, “Ashi?”

She screamed again, her eyes filled with confusion, but more worried.

He had something to do, but he never told her that she was worried.

Zhan Lianshi's eyes moved slightly, and the night color in his eyes seemed to have changed, but it seemed to have not changed.

He took the milk and drank it.

Mi Ning put down her worries a little, and she put the cup on the coffee table.

After she put it down, look at Zhan Lianshishi, Zhan Lianshishi is watching her.

His eyes were pitch black, and her figure fell into this darkness, and she could see her shadow in his eyes.

So clear.

"Ashi."

Mi Ning looked at these eyes and this face that looked extremely beautiful under the light.

He never showed any fatigue in front of her. Even if anything happened, he would not show any expression or emotion that ordinary people would have when they encountered anything.

His face is like his eyes, and will never be fathom.

But with such a face, Mi Ning knew that there were many things she didn't know, and all these things were borne by him alone. When it came to her, it would gather into stability and make her feel at ease.

He is very tired.

Mi Ning held Zhan Lianshi's hand and clenched it tightly.

She wanted to share the burden with him, whether it was happiness, happiness, fatigue, or discomfort.

She wants to be with him.

Mi Ning picked up a towel and wiped Zhan Lianshi's hair. Her fingertips fell on Zhan Lianshi's head and gently rubbed him.

Zhan Lianshi looked at her and felt the touch of her fingertips, so real, but so illusory.

Just like the happiness now.
Chapter completed!