Xia Xi leans against the wall and sits with her head against the wall. She looks at the door of the mansion, and at Feng Che's footsteps coming out of the mansion in a hurry. But in the blink of an eye, she is in front of her.

She looked at him askew.

Feng Che leaned over and gently held her up. "Uncomfortable?"

Xia Xi head against his chest, two hands around her neck, "a little, a little."

Feng Che's pace quickens.

"You slow down, I'm dizzy."

The wind Che step suddenly stops, then gently raises the foot to walk forward.

Xia Xi sighed, found a comfortable posture in his arms, and fell asleep in the twinkling of an eye.

She had a long dream. In the dream, she went back to her previous life as an agent. She had endless tasks. She disguised herself as a variety of identities. She was always vigilant and didn't dare to relax. She repeated year after year, day after day. She had no relatives and didn't dare to be close to anyone. Even the place she lived was a villa on the top of the mountain, in which there were many mechanisms.

Until she met that person, that gentle, gentle man, she thought it was her salvation, but she didn't know it was the poison that killed her. When she found out, it was too late. She wanted to die with him, but he saw through it. He schemed against her and laughed at her.

Xia Xi suddenly wakes up, and what comes into her eyes is Fengche's enlarged face. The warm sunshine comes in through the window and shines on Fengche, but it can't hide the meaning of exploration in his eyes.

Xia Xi is a little flustered.

"Awake?"

His voice is a little hoarse.

Xia Xi blinked, and then blinked, forcing down the fear in her heart. Her voice was even more dumb than his, "when is it?"

"It's almost noon."

"I've been sleeping so long?"

"Well."

Xia Xi clenched her hand, "I... you..."

"What do you want to say?"

Xia Xi looks into his eyes, which clearly reflects her image. She swallowed unconsciously. "I want to get up."

Wind Che hand to help her, Xia Xi but subconsciously a hide, action out of that moment, two people at the same time.

"Fengche, I..."

Xia Xi is eager to explain.

"Feng an, prepare the carriage."

At the moment of Fengche's words falling, she was wrapped up in a thin piece of paper, and then she picked it up and strode out. "Fengzhong, go to tell our father-in-law and mother-in-law that we have something urgent to go back to the villa. Luofeng, Qi'er and Huzi will stay here for a while."

Feng Zhongying, send a message.

Wind Che holding Xia Xi out of the house, on the prepared carriage, "go!"

The wind blows the whip and the horse runs.

Feng Zhong fell behind a few steps. Seeing that the carriage had already gone, he jumped to catch up with Feng an and sat in front of him.

In the carriage, Fengche holds Xia Xi's hand tightly, and Xia Xi can't get rid of it.

"Fengche..."

Feng Che's voice was low, and he tried to suppress his emotions. "If you have anything to say, wait until the villa."

Xia Xi shut up.

Out of the city, feng'an took the opportunity to drive the carriage and soon returned to the villa.

The gate of the villa is closed.

A few feet away from the gate of the villa, Feng Zhong jumped down from the carriage. A few of them jumped to the gate, raised their hands and patted the door, "open the door."

Hearing this familiar cry, the two guards in the door heard it clearly and quickly opened the door, "Fenghu..."

I was stunned when I saw the carriage behind.

"The young master is back. Open the door quickly!"

Two guards came back to their senses. The door opened quickly, and Feng an drove the carriage directly in.

Feng Zhong followed.

The two guards looked at each other and then reacted. One of them ran inside to tell the housekeeper.

When the housekeeper got the report, he ran over happily, but he was blocked by Feng an and Feng Zhong.

Seeing that their faces were not right, the housekeeper clapped in his heart, and the smile on his face quickly retreated. He asked anxiously, "is something wrong?"

Feng an and Feng Zhong were also muddled. They couldn't answer at all. They replied without expression, "I don't know."

The housekeeper didn't believe it. He stamped his feet in a hurry. "How can you not know?"

They closed their lips and didn't answer.

Inside the house, Fengche tears away Xia Xi's thin quilt, puts her on the bed, turns around and moves a soft stool, sits beside the bed and looks at her like this.

Xia Xi unconsciously swallows her saliva and quietly moves back, "Fengche, I..."

She didn't know whether she was talking in her dream or what Fengche heard?

The wind Che sinks a voice, "who are you exactly?"

Xia Xi heart to sink, sure enough, he still heard.

"I..."

Wind Che is staring at her, and her reflection is clearly reflected in her eyes.

Xia Xi dumb voice, "you, what did you hear?"

"I've heard everything I need to hear."

Heard her cry, heard her loneliness, heard her call another person's name, also heard her despair.

Xia Xi closed her eyes, opened them and looked at him. "In fact, I'm not really Xia Xi..."

Fengche doesn't have any surprise. As early as in the beginning, he asked Feng an to investigate. Xia Xi is a young lady who is pampered and grows up. She can't cook, can't do martial arts, and won't jump on a man in that situation.

"I'm a ghost from another world."

Wind Che guessed faintly, but when Xia Xi said this moment, he was surprised.

Opened the head, the back is easy to say, Xia Xi slowly said his past life.

When he heard that she had no relatives and no worries, Fengche seemed relieved. When she finished, he said, "that is to say, you can't go back."

"Ah?"

Xia Xi lips slightly open, some silly look at him, she did not expect, the wind Che asked unexpectedly is this question.

Wind Che is the first time to see her silly, lips slowly hook up, showing a charming smile.

Xia Xi was stunned and swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

The wind Che almost loses a smile, reluctantly suppresses, "good-looking?"

"Good, good looking."

Feng Che leaned forward, "who is the name you called?"

Looking at the beauty of the prosperous age, Xia Xi's brain has become a paste, "enemy, enemy!"

"To be honest."

"Yes, my last life's boyfriend. He killed me."

Feng Che frowned slightly, "what's a boyfriend?"

Xia Xi's body leans back, "it's the one who hasn't married yet."

"Holding hands?"

"Well."

"Yes?"

Xia Xi stammered, "kiss, kiss."

Feng Che's smile is a little dangerous, "have you ever been to bed?"

"Not yet, not yet."

"Why did you hide just now?"

"I..."

Xia Xi realized the danger, the brain suddenly came back, "I, I didn't come out of the dream at that time, thought you were him."

This answer obviously pleased Feng Che, and he leaned forward again, "now?"

"No, don't hide."

"Who am I?"

"My husband."

Feng Che is satisfied, slowly stands up, the movement graceful took off the outer robe.

Xia Xi swallowed several times, "Feng Che, I am hungry, you, you, you..."

The wind Che pressed down, "I'm hungry, too."