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

After sitting back, he held her waist with both hands and looked into her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Lan hugged his neck, glanced over every inch of skin on his face, then shook his 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 didn't say anything and didn't know what to say.

For Jiang Lan, who is eleven years old, Lu Jingchi, who is 29 years old, is indeed a little old.

If the group of people who gave birth early, the children would be about ten years old.

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

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

Lu Jingchi pulled the corner of his mouth, pulling out a bitter curve.

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

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

She had just opened her eyes, how could she sleep?

"Then lie down on the bed."

Lu Jingchi said, hugging her and getting up, putting her on the bed.

But Jiang Lan still hugged his neck and refused to let go, and she became more and more sticky to him.

But this is not a good thing.

Lu Jingchi pondered for a moment, and he followed him into bed.

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

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

Jiang Lan stared at his open collar and exposed collarbone. He looked up and could see his Adam's apple.

But he looked unhappy and had no smile on his face.

Jiang Lan lowered his eyes, pressed his face against his chest, felt the ups and downs of his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

The wind was blowing outside the window, with a hint of coolness, and occasionally the sound of waves could be heard.

Perhaps it is because of the decoration style of this room that the interior looks particularly cold.

It also reveals an indescribable bleakness.

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

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

Another very long dream.

But she no longer understands the dream she is doing now.

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

She was still in Lu Jingchi's arms, holding him firmly with both hands, and he also hugged her, not even changing his clothes.

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

But as soon as the finger was touched, the man opened his eyes.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

Jiang Lan blinked and smiled at him.

His smile was so dazzling that Lu Jingchi shook his mind. He looked at her expressionlessly for a long time.

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

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

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

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

Jiang Lan stared at his deep eyes for a while and felt strange. Did he not even know how old she was?
Chapter completed!