Chapter 154： Close eyes

Chapter 154:

After a long time, Wen Xi felt that someone kept pressing her chest.

A force rushed straight up from her belly, she straightened her back, and spouted a mouthful of water.

After a violent cough, she blinked her wet eyes and saw the man in front of her.

Qingjun's brows and eyes were lingering with intense worry, his head and face were all wet, apparently he had just come up from the water.

His expression was anxious and thankful, breaking the usual calm and calm appearance.

"Fortunately, I finally woke up. Miss, you are really dead. If you are a few seconds later, you will not survive."

Wen Xi's eyes did not turn to the talking man, but still focused on He Yan's brows, staring at him in a daze.

He Yan wiped the water off her face, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Wen Xi didn't speak, but his eyes slowly turned red. Although there were no tears, he seemed to cry very much.

Suddenly she hugged He Yan, put her chin on his shoulder, looked up at the night sky with rare stars, and suddenly felt how beautiful it is to be alive.

She was afraid of death and even more afraid of returning to that hellish past life.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, okay?"

"I had a dream just now." Wen Xi slowly let go of him, his purple lips trembling, "had a very disgusting and terrifying dream."

She blinked, glanced at this small speedboat, and suddenly remembered, "I didn't wear a watch today, how do you know I'm in danger?"

Didn't he come back a few days later? Is it a dream now?

Because of fear, Wen Xi's heart gradually shrank into a ball.

She was afraid that all this was a dream, and she was afraid to return to that broken life.

"I came back early. I happened to see you on the news. The airport is too close to here. Just come over and take a look. Someone saw you falling into the water."

The man's deep eyes flashed a few pictures. At that time, he had just got off the plane and saw a live broadcast of the marriage of the famous movie star on the large LCD screen of the airport. It happened that he saw Wen Xi entering the scene.

When he saw the sapphire on her chest and the familiar dress, he came here desperately.

After hearing this, Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of his hand.

As long as everything is not a dream now.

At this time, the speedboat drew ashore, and he pulled her ashore.

"Go change clothes first, and then tell me what happened."

Wen Xi stopped and looked back at the sea. She remembered Luo Yu also falling into the water.

It should be dead.

A vicious wicked person died when he died.

She retracted her gaze and walked to the side of the road to block the car by him holding hands.

It was a bit far from home. He Yan didn't take her back, but went to the nearest hotel.

He took out his long gown from his luggage and gave it to her, "Go take a shower and change it."

Wen Xi nodded and walked into the bathroom.

She feels insecure. She listened hard to the movement while taking a bath. She didn't feel relieved until she heard He Yan's footsteps.

After a quick wash, she turned off the hot water, put on the gown, and went to the mirror to dry her hair.

The hair dryer is hung on the wall of the bathroom so that you can blow your hair while looking in the mirror.

The buzzing sound sounded, and her heart was not as frightened as before, and slowly calmed down.

Perhaps it is because I slowly perceive the reality of this world, not a dream.

She inserted five fingers into her hair and combed it slowly, while holding a hair dryer in her right hand to blow.

The sound covered his hearing, and he did not hear the knocking of the man outside the door several times.

In the next second, he pushed the bathroom door open and his long legs stepped in.

Wen Xi saw his figure in the mirror. His shirt was completely taken off, and he was only wearing a pair of wet trousers. His black hair seemed to have been wiped with a towel just now, half-dry.

The naked upper body, the muscles are strong but not sturdy, strong and tensioned, and the lines are smooth and powerful. This should be a body that every girl likes.

With just one glance, Wen Xi withdrew his gaze silently, and walked out with the hair dryer, "You are also wet all over, go wash it."

"I said I want to wash?"

He took her hand and took the hair dryer in her hand, "I'll do it."

"No need, little thing, I can..."

As soon as the wrist tightened, she was pulled in front of the man, and when she looked up, she met the man's deep eyes.

"Sorry?"

He didn't say that it was okay. When he said that, two pale pink clouds appeared on Wen Xi's cheeks.

At such a close distance, not only could he feel his breathing, but also the seemingly burning sensation in his chest.

The man grabbed her wrist and didn't let it go. He lowered his head close to her face, and smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, "What did you do in my house yesterday?"

The deep and **** voice, the volume like whispering, reveals an ambiguous sorrow of himself for no reason, Wen Xi stared at his eyes without blinking, and dumbly denied, "Nothing."

"Ok?"

Suddenly she reacted and nodded, "Break your teacup and mess up your chess game," she blinked, "I was wrong."

Under the blinking of the beautiful peach blossom eyes, the innate sense of innocence overflowed, making people breathless at all.

The man pretended to be sulky and nodded, "Well, you can admit it when you know your mistakes. It's good, but I won't be soft-hearted, and I must make some compensation."

"Go ahead, I accept it." Wen Xi looked at him seriously.

He Yan lowered his eyes and flicked his hands, "Close your eyes."

Wen Xi didn't expect that he wanted to flick her forehead as punishment, but after all the words were said, she was not afraid of the pain, so she closed her eyes.

However, after closing it for several seconds, the numb forehead still did not feel any pain, he opened his eyelids suspiciously, and at that moment, the lips also received a cool touch.

The man's deep eyes were right in front of him, so close to his eyes, so close that their eyelashes were almost intertwined.

Feeling helpless, Wen Xi subconsciously held his breath and looked at him with wide eyes. The warm breath fluttered gently on her lips and nose, a little itchy and crisp.

This was the third time he kissed her, kissing her so boldly and naturally.

The first kiss, she was drunk and could pretend that she couldn't remember it, but the second time, she was very sober, although it was just a light kiss, it was enough to make her ashamed for many days.

Right now, she didn't know how to face these two kisses, but it happened again.

His lips were cool, soft and powerful, and gently and slowly pressed against her lips, pecking and rubbing them, as if pouring a bucket of oil on a small flame, instantly igniting a vigorous fire.

After kissing for five or six seconds, Wen Xi blushed to the base of his neck.

He Yan left her lips and put his arms around her. At that moment, he closed his eyes gently.

There was no smile in his eyes, no relaxation, only rejoicing.

"No matter what the reason is, I have such a dream, I am grateful to have dreamed it in advance."