Tang Ji'an has a shadow on feelings, especially on love.

And this shadow, first of all, comes from my parents.

He grew up in an environment without love. His father didn't love his mother and finally got divorced.

Growing up in this way, he is relatively indifferent, not as emotional as ordinary people, he has been very backward in his feelings.

Secondly, he fell in love with his own sister, which made him avoid love even more.

This kind of psychological shadow seems to be nothing on the surface, but in fact, it has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

He Not easy to start a relationship.

But at this moment, he felt his heart a little disordered, her long hair with the night wind, blowing to his cheek, her eyes are very bright, clear and clean, like jade, beautiful.

Lips Ruddy and full

Tang Ji'an thought that it might be the sequela of carsickness. His brain was not clear. He even wanted to kiss Fangze.

He looked at her like this. Before her limbs moved, a woman's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "vice president, I've found a set of pajamas for you."

Tang Ji'an suddenly stepped back and looked unnatural. Mu Mian didn't know what he was panicking about.

Tang Ji'an turned his head and looked at sister Zhen. He coughed softly: "how did you come?"

Sister Zhen didn't know why, holding the pajamas in her hand, she said, "it's a sweatshirt that Huanzi wore before, and a pair of linen trousers. They are all clean. You can sleep in this one."

Tang Jian took the pajamas, said thanks, and rushed into his room.

Sister Zhen touched her neck and cautiously said, "am I disturbing you? The vice president doesn't look very happy

Mu Mian waved his hand: "no, we didn't say anything important."

They say goodbye, and Mu Mian enters his room.

In Tang Jian's room, he felt his heart beat a little fast. He had not felt like this for a long time.

This feeling, he thought he would not like, seems to have no such feeling to Xiaoran.

He felt a little upset, did not reject this feeling, but let him annoy.

He put on his pajamas, pulled on the light and lay down on the bed.

The bright moon in front of the window, he thought he would not be able to sleep, after all, he is a very critical person, the environment, the hard bed, the pajamas, the bedding, the horn sound, the sound of the waves

Well, how do you feel comfortable?

How can consciousness be so loose so quickly?

It's not like him, it's not like the critical don Chian.

Well, a good night's sleep. In the morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw three small heads lying on the ledge of the square small windows, all eyes dripping at him.

Tang Jian felt uncomfortable and quickly lifted the quilt and wanted to change his clothes. There was no curtain in the window. It was really unsightly.

Mu Mian's voice sounded outside the door: "big treasure, two treasures and three treasures, go to the kitchen and see what your mother has made delicious."

When the three children scattered, Mu Mian knocked on his door: "vice president Tang, it's time to get up."

Don Jian's deep voice rang out: "you guard for me outside, I'll change my clothes."

Mu Mian tut: "I don't know. I thought there was a flower girl in it."

Tang Jian: "you..."

This girl, her mouth is really unforgiving