Chapter 217: Chapter 217: The King’s Return (14)
“You.”
“Why?” Why can’t it be you?
“From the shooting angle at that time, it was aimed at you.”
At that time, Jiang Ye had his back to the window, and the first bullet was clearly aimed at him.
I’m the innocent one!
I am!
Jiang Ye’s eyes flickered as he recalled the scene.
In a moment, his drooping eyelashes took on a layer of lustrous halo, casting small shadows beneath his overly pale eyelids.
Jiang Ye took out his phone and looked at the location he had sent out, trying to suppress a laugh.
Chuzheng: “…”
The Good Person Card isn’t scared silly, right?
Jiang Ye’s smile faded, and he silently pressed his phone for a while before staring at it until the screen went dark without any reaction.
Chuzheng paced around him twice: “You sleep here.”
Jiang Ye looked up: “What about you?”
Chuzheng pointed to the sofa and took a pillow to sleep on the couch.
For the sake of the Good Person Card, the poor thing has to sleep on the sofa.
What if someone else comes up to kill him?
“Miss Sheng, it’s not like me to make a girl sleep on the sofa, you sleep…”
Chuzheng turned around and pushed him back: “Go to sleep, no more talking.”
Jiang Ye: “…”
Why so fierce!
The room light was turned off, plunging it into darkness.
Chuzheng hadn’t walked away when the hem of her clothing was grabbed.
“Turn the light on…” The youth’s voice was raspy, and if you listened closely, you could detect a slight tremor in it.
“Are you afraid of the dark?”
“…I’m just not used to it,” Jiang Ye said awkwardly. Probably because there was someone else present, and there was still a faint light in the room, he didn’t feel too uncomfortable.
Being afraid of the dark is just that, being afraid of the dark.
I won’t laugh at you.
But for someone destined to work at night, what kind of problem is fear of the dark?
Chuzheng turned on the light.
Jiang Ye immediately let go of Chuzheng, and he turned to face away from her.
“Good night, Miss Sheng.”
Chuzheng stood for a while, eyeing Jiang Ye’s hair, then slowly reached out her hand…
Jiang Ye seemed not to notice, so Chuzheng immediately gave his head a couple of rubs.
Chuzheng’s expression instantly became serious.
So soft.
Really comfortable.
Jiang Ye moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn around to look at her, but Chuzheng quickly withdrew her hand: “Good night.”
Jiang Ye turned his head, and Chuzheng had already gone to the couch, lying down straight, closing her eyes, and falling asleep in seconds.
He reached out to touch his hair.
What’s her problem?
–
Chuzheng had just fallen asleep when she felt someone close by, then the cramped sofa became even more crowded.
The fresh scent of the youth wafted over.
The room was pitch black, and as the youth squeezed onto the sofa, his fingers frantically searched around her waist, until they found her hand, and held on tightly.
Chuzheng: “??”
What’s this about?
Are we competing for the couch in the middle of the night?!
“What are you doing?”