Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Duan Jintian sat in bed and began to daze.

She looked up at the ceiling and began to struggle.

But she really can't sleep, even if the room is a girl, she doesn't have a sense of belonging.

The place she wanted to be close to was where Xirong Floating Dust was.

She can still feel the intensity of the hug now, and she can also feel that elegant and clean breath.

Duan Jintian thought about Leng Shiqin's words, rubbed her hair, and looked at the time.

Then take a deep breath and quietly went to the living room to take the box back.

Duan Jintian began to turn the box, took out her underwear from the box, and gestured, she all felt dizzy.

Really, if Leng Shiqin pulled her to buy that day, she really wouldn't buy underwear with less fabric.

But in order to get closer to her dust brother, Duan Jintian gritted his teeth and put on.

Then put on her pajamas outside.

She took a few deep breaths and hugged the pillow to the door of Xirong Fuchen's room.

Duan Jintian wants to reach out and knock on the door, but he can't knock on that door with his fingers.

She felt so nervous that her breathing was tense.

She kept pushing the pillow and exerting force, as if taking a deep breath to cheer herself up.

Duan Jintian stood for a while, and all had a feeling of crying. Should she go back or not?

Maybe her brother Chen had fallen asleep!

What is she doing like this...

She wondered why she wanted to listen to Leng Shiqin.

Duan Jintian blinked, looked up at the sky, took a few deep breaths, and then turned to prepare to return to her bedroom.

In fact, at this time, Xirong Fuchen could not sleep.

His thoughts are all on his girl.

Although she knew she was nearby, Xirong Fuchen was really worried that Duan Jintian was not used to it and worried that she could not sleep well.

Xirong Fuchen is also inexperienced in treating girls.

I don't know what she wants, and he doesn't know what to do to be sweet and sweet to make her happiest.

Xirong Fuchen's heart is also contradictory.

He couldn't sleep, and the night was so quiet, there was something outside, he could hear it.

When he heard footsteps outside, Xirong Fuchen's breath followed.

But when he listened carefully again, there was no sound. He wondered if he missed his girl too much, and there was hallucinations?

But when he was silent, there was a slight voice outside.

Xirong Fuchen's expression changed, he quickly got up and got out of bed, then opened the door.

Opening the door, Xirong Fuchen saw Duan Jintian standing outside the door.

Xirong Fuchen still couldn't believe it.

"Sweet...sweet..."

When calling Duan Jintian, Xirong Fuchen's voice was slightly hoarse.

His heart throbbed with a beat.

When Duan Jintian was about to go back, Xirong Fuchen opened the door and saw her.

She is crappy and unreasonable to find any reason now.

So Duan Jintian took a deep breath, biting her scalp and bowing her head: "Brother Chen, I can't sleep, I'm here, I'm not used to it, I..."

Duan Jintian's thoughtful words could not be said at once.

And she kept her head down, daring not to look at Xirong Fuchen's eyes, for fear of seeing another light in his eyes.

Duan Jintian was nervous because of his mistakes, his hands clasped the pillow harder, looked down at his toes, and his toes began to move in slippers.

Xirong Fuchen listened to Duan Jintian's words, and his heart hurt.

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