Mei Beichen really sat on the sofa and didn't move again.

Junleyan went into the kitchen, got a glass of water and went back to the living room. For her, the furnishings in the house have not changed, and they are still the same as when she moved out. Therefore, she is familiar with the way in this apartment.

She originally wanted to pass him the water cup. She was afraid that he would not hold it stably when he was drunk. She simply fed him to drink the water.

Then someone looked at him pulling his clothes. "What's the matter?" she asked.

"I don't feel well. I want to take it off," he said. But his right arm was still wrapped in gauze. Obviously, it was not easy for him to take off his clothes.

Junle Yan sighed and simply did it to the end.

"Don't move, I'll take it off for you," she said, lest he take off his clothes and hurt his hand.

But now miss Jun forgot that she hasn't taken off her clothes since Mei Beichen's arm was injured.

"You help me... Take off?" he murmured, and his eyes seemed to become more hazy.

"Yes, I'll help you... Er, take it off." it was supposed to be serious, but now it seemed to become a little ambiguous, and junle Yan's face turned red.

Fortunately, Mei Beichen didn't seem to notice junle Yan's blush, but really stood up straight and waited for her to help him take off his clothes.

She took a deep breath, took a step forward, came closer to him, then raised her hand, helped him take off his coat, then unbuttoned his shirt and took off his shirt.

And his upper body was gradually exposed in front of her.

The white gauze, clearly wrapped from his right arm to his wrist, looked so dazzling against the background of his wheat skin.

It was not the first time she had seen his body. She had seen it many times before when they lived together, but not once, like now.

In the past, although he was thin, he was thin and strong, but now, he is thin, and his ribs can be clearly seen.

When junle Yan returned to his mind, her fingers were already attached to his ribs and were gently stroking.

God, what is she doing!

She suddenly wanted to take back her hand, but the next moment, his left hand pressed her hand back to its original position and took the initiative to hold her hand and touch his body.

As if so, it was an act he longed for.

Junle Yan bit his lip slightly. He didn't struggle to take back his hand, but let his hand move with his hand.

Led by his hand, she also felt his temperature more clearly. Even when he pressed her hand on his heart, she could feel his heart beating.

Finally, he pulled her hand to his cheek and put one cheek in the palm of her hand. His head tilted slightly, and his dark eyes looked at her foolishly.

"It's nice of you to accompany me, as if... As if this dream won't wake up..." the hoarse voice murmured low.

Dream... In fact, this is not a dream at all!

But junle Yan didn't explain much. After all, he is drunk now. He may not understand what she said.