Chapter 407 Nightmare Haunted

Hearing Jiang Xuecheng's words, Su Wan's eyes widened.

This man knows why!

"Who told you to make trouble, otherwise I wouldn't need to make soup as an excuse!"

Su Wan gave Jiang Xuecheng a white look, and she wanted to stand up, but Jiang Xuecheng's leg was on top of her, and his hand was also on Su Wan's shoulder, making her unable to move.

Jiang Xuecheng's hand caressed Su Wan's face, as if he was outlining a work of art, his fingertips slowly rubbed and turned on Su Wan's face.

It had to be said that Jiang Xuecheng's slender hands met the standard of manual control.

His complexion is fairer than that of ordinary men, his nails are clean, short trimmed, and his joints are well defined. It's a pity that he doesn't play piano and other instruments.

However, these hands are now moving on his face.

Su Wan stared at him blankly, seeing that handsome facial features getting closer and closer, her body shuddered, and a layer of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River appeared in her eyes.

"Late night..."

He called out her name in a low voice, set his thin lips on Su Wan's auricle, and kept blowing into it.

That handsome face continued to magnify in front of her eyes, and that scorching breath poured down unscrupulously, overturning all of Su Wan's rationality.

It was as if it was raining in the ears, itchy and numb, and a red cloud flew over Su Wan's beautiful and delicate cheeks.

"Let's have a baby."

Jiang Xuecheng clung to Su Wan's ear, his voice low and inexplicably bewitching.

When Su Wan heard Jiang Xuecheng's words, her face turned red to the tips of her ears. She looked into Jiang Xuecheng's faintly smiling eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

This man actually repeated what she said before!

Sure enough, even if he gritted his teeth, he had to fill in the hole he dug himself!

Su Wan blinked her watery eyes, stretched out her slender arms, and wrapped them around Jiang Xuecheng's neck.

"Hold me back."

Jiang Xuecheng narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and the laughter overflowed from his thin lips, so bewitching.

He stretched out his long arms, picked up Su Wan by the waist, and carried her into the bedroom with strides.

After turning off the lights, the bedroom was strangely dark.

But Su Wan could keenly feel the pair of eyes staring at her above, like a wolf locking on its prey, ready to go.

Su Wan's cheeks kept burning hot as if they had been burned.

Soon, the curtain was pulled down, and a few pieces of clothing were casually thrown out.

The two are so close, there is me in you, and you in me, it seems that they have resonated in the depths of their souls.

Jiang Xuecheng clasped Su Wan's ten fingers tightly, like a violent wave on the sea, submerging Su Wan in an instant.

...

Early the next morning, the cool morning breeze blew across the window sill, making the silk gauze curtains rattle.

Su Wan opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed her sore waist, and in an instant, the scene of yesterday played back in her mind.

During the days when the man was in a coma, he actually heard what she said!

That day she said "If you die, I will remarry the next day", but she just wanted Jijiang Xuecheng to get better soon.

How could Jiang Xuecheng misinterpret her meaning, and asked if she wanted to find Gu Zihang.

My God, is the old calendar from 800 years ago okay? !

How could she like that scumbag.

Hearing Su Wan's repeated explanations, Jiang Xuecheng still coerced Su Wan into making many promises.

Su Wan's face was flushed like a rose, she rubbed her eyes in embarrassment, and wanted to put on her clothes and get up.

Suddenly, she felt the man next to her move slightly, and a slender hand wrapped around her waist.

"Syracuse?"

Su Wan was startled, and turned to look at Jiang Xuecheng, who seemed to be in a deep sleep and didn't hear her call at all.

The other party's brows were slightly closed, and the thick eyelashes covered the cold eyes. The whole person was less indifferent and more youthful.

It's so rare that when she woke up, Jiang Xuecheng was still sound asleep.

In order to test whether the other party was pretending to be asleep, Su Wan felt playful. She raised her hand and made a few gestures on Jiang Xuecheng's face, but the other party still quietly closed her eyes.

The corners of Su Wan's lips curled into an arc. She looked at Jiang Xuecheng's unusually peaceful sleeping face, and couldn't help but lower her hand to outline the eyebrows of the other's handsome eyebrows.

Here are his eyes, nose, mouth...

The more Su Wan described it, the more she felt that God had treated this man too favorably, as if every feature was perfect, even if she looked at it from such a close distance, she couldn't pick out any flaws.

Su Wan's hand rested on Jiang Xuecheng's chin, she smiled slightly, and decided to wake up the big slob after she finished washing.

...

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Su Wan changed into a simple long dress and returned to the bedroom.

Before I went in, I suddenly heard one or two quick gasps, which seemed to be in some pain and with a bit of struggle.

Su Wan's eyes widened, and her complexion involuntarily changed. She quickened her pace and pushed open the bedroom door.

Seeing Jiang Xuecheng still lying under the quilt from afar, he bit his thin lips tightly, his brows were furrowed, as if in a dream, he was undergoing some cruel trial.

Is this a nightmare?

Su Wan was startled, and quickly walked towards Jiang Xuecheng.

Sitting next to Jiang Xuecheng, she clasped Jiang Xuecheng's palm, and found that the man's hands were surprisingly cold, with a few drops of cold sweat dripping from his palm.

What's up with him……

Because of Tianjiang Xuecheng's unconsciousness a few days ago, Su Wan had a shadow, and quickly stretched out her fingers to check his breath.

breathing...

That should not be the strange disease of the past few days.

Su Wan pursed her lips and felt a little relieved, guessing that Jiang Xuecheng must have fallen into some kind of nightmare.

Su Wan lowered her eyes, reached out to hug Jiang Xuecheng, and whispered his name in his ear.

"Xuecheng, wake up."

And the blood on Jiang Xuecheng's face faded, his facial features were a little distorted, sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and the hand that was held by Su Wan couldn't help trembling.

"I... won't go with you..."

The weak syllables made it difficult for Su Wan to distinguish what Jiang Xuecheng said.

What kind of weird dream is this? Could it be that someone in the dream wants to take him away, but Jiang Xuecheng is not happy at all?

Su Wan was taken aback for a moment, she hugged Jiang Xuecheng's head, and gently patted his face with her hand.

"Xuecheng, it's all a dream, it's fake, wake up quickly."

...

This was the second time Jiang Xuecheng had this dream.

A blood-red moon in the sky, glowing with an evil light, was spying on his every move.

Jiang Xuecheng felt as if he was immersed in a dark space, and he moved slowly, with an illusion of weightlessness.

"The time is coming, come back."

There was a strange voice that looked like a man but not a man, and a woman who seemed not a woman. It seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where the speaker was standing.

What shocked Jiang Xuecheng the most was that he had clearly never learned this language, yet he could understand it.

That is neither Chinese nor any common foreign language.