Chapter 1377

It's song Changlin who comes back. He still wears black household clothes when he eats at noon. I don't know when he put on the black shirt and combed his hair.

It's just out of the door.

He looked down at his cell phone, and the door opened softly.

When the door was closed, he looked up and saw that he had a smile on his lips.

This moment, his handsome face, is the gap between glacier and warm sun.

When he came in, his face was cold, which made him a little afraid. He had never seen him so cold before. He did not know what happened to him. He felt that he was talking with someone very unpleasant.

Thinking about Jia, song Changlin went to the bedside and asked her softly, "when did you wake up?"

His voice is still gentle, but it doesn't sound so warm.

Gu Nianjia doesn't know if it's her illusion. She looks up at Song Changlin's face. She still has that cold face in her mind when he enters the door.

With his smile to her, it seemed as warm as before, and not as pure as before. To be exact, all his words and actions from now on made her feel strange.

It's not like him. It seems that there's something more.

I don't know if it's because she's gone through so much and thought things become complicated or something.

After thinking about Jia, song Changlin suddenly called her, "Jia Jia."

Her mind was interrupted, I don't know why song Changlin called her. She picked up her eyebrows curiously, "huh?"

"Are you looking so good at my face?"

Song Changlin suddenly stooped to think of Jia's face.

The sudden move scared Gu Nianjia, "ah?"

She instinctively retreated.

But song Changlin leaned forward a little.

They almost met the tip of their noses. A hot man's breath came to their faces, and their heart beat very fast.

She once thought of Xiao, who was very immoral, and even dreamed of kissing song Changlin.

At this time, his lips are close, she wants to pretend to inadvertently move forward a little bit, to experience what it is like to kiss him.

Is it the same as the imagination, the same beauty, the same happiness and satisfaction.

Song Changlin hooked his lips and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "why do you always look at me like this?"

After he asked, he also raised his eyebrows, which was totally different from the deep and speechless man he used to be.

His eyes and tone were flirtatious.

If she is not familiar with this face, Gu Nianjia even doubts whether she has recognized the wrong person, and she looks back.

Shaking his head nervously, he denied, "I I didn't. "

Her hands were clenched and she was sweating.

She knew that she must be very embarrassed.

Biting his lips, he lowered his head.

Song Changlin pulled up the corner of his mouth and straightened his waist.

Gu Nianjia felt that the sense of oppression disappeared immediately. She raised her head and looked into the deep peach blossom eyes of Changlin in the Song Dynasty.

She really couldn't understand him any more.

In fact, she never understood him, but now she does not understand.

Song Changlin looks at Gu Nianjia for a while and asks, "what do you want to eat in the evening? I'll ask aunt Zhou to deliver it."

He turned to the sofa.

Gu Nianjia's eyes followed him, and he said, "whatever."

Song Changlin said, "let's have porridge."

He sat down on the sofa, and his eyes inadvertently swept to the small table on the right side of the sofa, where she had a pile of study materials and papers.