Chapter 1650 Kissing Him, His Lips Trembled

She didn't dare to ask or seek confirmation. She was afraid that the result would make her lose even her last glimmer of hope.

Yan Qingsi can understand the desire for light among people who have walked in the darkness for too long.

She touched Ji Mianmian's hair: "Then don't think about it..."

Yan Qingsi knew what Ji Mianmian was thinking now, and she knew even better. In fact, no one knew better than Ji Mianmian whether that person was him.

It was getting dark, and Yue Tingfeng kept urging her on the phone, so Yan Qingsi had no choice but to go home.

Ji Mianmian was worried that Murong Mian had not eaten, so she brought some food when she went back. However, she did not expect that after ringing the doorbell for a while, someone opened the door. Murong Mian was not there, and neither was Leng Ran.

Ji Mianmian looked at the food in her arms and looked at the time. It was only 7 o'clock. She should be back in a while.

She originally wanted to go home and wait, but she was afraid that if she didn't know when Murong Mian came back, wouldn't it mean that he would starve?

She simply sat in front of Leng Ran's house, thinking that it wouldn't take long for her to come back.

But unexpectedly, after waiting for an hour, Murong Mian didn't come back.

It's true that she didn't get a good rest last night. She got up early today and started to feel sleepy while leaning against the door. She didn't even know she fell asleep.

It was almost 10 o'clock when Murong Mian came back. When he got out of the elevator, he didn't take two steps when he saw the little thing sitting in the doorway huddled up.

Murong Mian stopped and looked at Ji Mianmian with a complicated expression on his face.

He sighed and walked over, his footsteps so light that he couldn't even hear them.

He squatted down and saw Ji Mianmian holding the food in his arms, refusing to let go even when he fell asleep.

Murong Mian's eyes flashed with struggle and distress.

He reached out and gently brushed away the broken hair from Ji Mianmian's face, lowered his head and kissed her cheek gently. When he kissed her, his lips trembled.

Ji Mianmian moved in his sleep, and he quickly let go.

Murong Mian smiled bitterly, who could control it?

He took out the key, opened the door with a slight twist, picked up Ji Mianmian and went in.

There was not a long way from the door to the living room, but Murong Mian walked with sweat on his forehead and his face became paler.

He put Ji Mianmian on the sofa, endured the discomfort, walked back to the bedroom, took out a blanket and covered Ji Mianmian.

Then he returned to the room, took out a bottle of medicine from the compartment of his luggage, poured a few pills into his mouth, and swallowed them without drinking water.

Murong Mian sat on the bed, breathing a little quickly. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the moans that were about to escape from his throat.

After a while, he felt his discomfort subsided, and Murong Mian wiped the sweat from his forehead before leaving the bedroom.

He turned on the light in the entrance hall, and the living room lit up slightly.

He walked over to the sofa and bent down.

Ji Mianmian was still sleeping and seemed to be sleeping well.

He just kept that posture and looked at her dreamily.

In the dim light, Ji Mianmian's plain white face seemed to be the only thing in this space that could attract all his attention. Except for her, everything else in his world was dark.

After a long time, Murong Mian slowly sat on the carpet with his back against the sofa, opened the food Ji Mianmian brought back, and ate slowly.

The food was already cold and had no taste in the mouth, especially the meat dishes. After they were cold, they were a little fishy and not delicious.

Murong Mian ate very carefully. Looking at it, outsiders would probably think that what he ate was so delicious.