"Well, it's getting late, let's go back." She said, changing clothes for so long is a tiring thing, not to mention some wedding dresses are not light.

He smiled, his tone was pampering, "Okay, it's all up to you."

The atmosphere was too warm for a while, but it made Qu Yan a little uncomfortable.

On the way back, she turned on the stereo in the car bored, and a song "Undercurrent" that was playing on the radio suddenly sounded in the stereo.

"Fear of the tragedy repeating, my hit, the more beautiful things, the more untouchable I will be."*

The male singer's blurred voice sang slowly, as if calming the restless heart in her chest.

She didn't know why, the closer she was to happiness, the more she felt that she was stepping into the abyss.

An ominous hunch haunted her.

She didn't know why, facing an obviously beautiful tomorrow, she would have a kind of resistance from the heart.

She is so afraid that happiness is like an epiphany, which only blooms for a moment, and then there is long-term decline.

"What's the matter?" Ji Zhuoran also noticed that her mood was wrong.

Qu Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, but today I opened the package again and changed so many clothes, which made me a little tired."

"Well, I'll be home soon. Then you will have a good rest. I won't bother you today." He said, his voice mixed with the music from the stereo, somehow looking sultry.

Or maybe he is sultry.

"Then I will trouble you." She followed his horrible temperament to speak.

He laughed, "I can't ask for it."

After the car stopped at the Mid-Levels Villa, he simply hugged her out of the car and carried her forward.

"Ji Zhuoran, let me down, I have feet..." Qu Yan wanted to struggle, but he was afraid that he would struggle too hard, so he fell.

He didn't follow it, and raised a pair of eyebrows.

"I'm really tired, don't come." She hurriedly begged for mercy.

But he didn't want to, but he just hugged her into the bathtub all the way, and then said, "I can only help you get here, otherwise I am worried that you will be more tired."

"I see." She said, rationally reducing the number of words in the words, for fear of irritating him.

Sure enough, the man who tossed her all day left as expected.

Qu Yan looked at his back with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. Suddenly, a ghost spoke out and stopped him, "Ji Zhuoran."

When he turned his head, he saw that her small white face was even more brilliantly illuminated by the bathroom lights.

Her eyes seemed to be stained with the mist from the bathroom, and they became watery.

The next second, she spoke with a voice like a sea monster who lured travelers into the sea and drowned, "Stay with me."

Thus, fell.

...

When Qu Yan woke up the next day, she was a little helpless to find that she woke up to LP at this point, she was already late.

Although she is the boss, no one will check her attendance, but she has work arrangements in the morning!

She patted her dizzy head, and she didn't understand how she learned to be muddled like Ji Zhuoran last night.

But she gritted her teeth this time, and when she came downstairs, she saw Aunt Wang smiled, "Madam wakes up, Ji Shao told me to pack breakfast for you, saying that you must be too late. He has something to do today, so he will leave first. And said I want you to sleep longer."

"I see," Qu Yan said, letting go, and Ji Zhuoran finally returned to normal.

But I don't know why, she suddenly felt that the time like yesterday...it was pretty good, even with a hint of it that made her miss it.

However, today, life has returned to a normal track, and she should cheer up and face another part of her life, the work link.