Tang Jian quickly waved his hand: "no need."

Cask?

Take a bath?

It sounds terrible. Let's forget it. It's not very hot. If you don't take a bath, you can't die.

Sister Zhen said: "your room is next to cotton. I'll make you a good quilt. They are all clean mattresses. Don't worry."

Mu Mian also added in a low voice: "sister Zhen is lovely and clean, you can rest assured that you can sleep."

Tang Jian nodded slightly, "please."

Sister Zhen quickly turned around and went into the room to make a quilt.

Tang Jian finished the porridge, and the whole person was much more comfortable, leaning back on the back of the bamboo chair.

There is no need to raise your eyes, that is, the sky is full of stars, and the troops stationed on the island not far away sounded the horn.

The sound is melodious, which makes people fascinated.

Mu Mian takes Tang Jian into his room. The incandescent light is very weak. The quilt cover with big red peony flowers on the single bed looks really festive.

It also seems to be out of place with Tang Jian. Mu Mian reaches out to cover his mouth and doesn't let himself laugh too clearly.

"Well, you go to sleep. I'm going to go next door. I'm going to film at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

She walked out of his room and just got into the quilt when there was a knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Jian's suit stood erect at his door. The sea breeze brought fresh air, and his face looked elegant and extraordinary under the moonlight, which made her feel as if her heart was missing a beat.

She stabilized her mind and pretended to be calm and said, "what's the matter?"

"I don't have pajamas."

Mu Mian touched his neck: "then I'll go with you and borrow one from brother Huan."

They knocked on sister Zhen's bedroom together. Mu Mian looked at her with a smile: "brother Huan's pajamas, can you borrow one for Tang Jian?"

Sister Zhen scratched her head: "what? Pajamas? What pajamas? "

Rural people don't have the concept of pajamas at all. It's foreign accent. We don't pay so much attention to it.

Mu Mian also felt uncomfortable: "just It's the clothes Huan wears when he sleeps

While speaking, brother Huan also went to the door.

Big vest, big underpants, this is Huan brother's pajamas, Mu Mian can't help laughing, and then looked up at Tang Jian: "or, give you this set?"

Tang Jian's face was a little gloomy: "no, I'll wear a shirt to sleep."

With that, he went back to his room with Mu Mian.

Mu Mian leaned against the door of her room, her hands around her chest, and looked at the man who was going to enter the room. Her expression was cunning: "it's very comfortable to sleep in vest and underpants. Don't you really want to try it?"

He pushed the door, glanced at her, then pulled out his long legs and walked towards her.

The night wind blows and blows, and Mu Mian's heart beats faster

He stood in front of her, stretched out his hands and pinched her cheek: "you girl..."

You girl, Mu Mian thinks that the address and the tone of speech make her a little bit confused

He bent his head slightly, leaning so close to her, because of the heavy traffic, his hair was not as meticulous as usual, a few hair disorderly covered on his forehead, showing that he was lazy and sexy

He was wearing a suit with a white shirt inside and a Navy tie.

His bow tie was torn loose, his shirt had three buttons open, his throat knot was sliding up and down, his skin was white, but not very feminine, which was the feeling that he was raised in a good environment.

She just leaned against the door frame and quietly looked at the man in front of he