Chapter 2670 Bandits (17)

"..." She subconsciously took a step back.

Frightened by his eyes, she slightly avoided his gaze.

Turn your hands behind your back and stay calm.

"She...do you remember her name?"

It was a test, to test how much he had dreamed in his dream.

Jiang Yan stared at her with his dark eyes, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you know her?"

The observation ability is terrifying.

She just tested it a little bit, and he--

It's like I noticed something.

She was shocked and immediately denied, "...No, I don't know her. I don't know who your wife is."

Although she could guess that it was probably her, she would not admit it rashly without evidence.

What if it wasn't her...

Isn't that a joke?

She denied one after another, "I don't know her, I don't know anything, and I have never seen her."

Jiang Yan raised his fingertips slightly and tapped them under the wide sleeves, speaking calmly.

"How do you know you haven't seen her? Why are you so sure if you don't know her?"

Sure enough, she noticed it and started to seize the loopholes in her words, approaching step by step.

There is an attitude of not letting go.

Yun Si faced him, her eyes flashed and her mind was spinning rapidly.

"Of course... I determined it from your paintings."

"She is so beautiful. If you meet her, she will be unforgettable for a lifetime."

"But... I have never met such a woman, so... I am sure."

Her psychological quality is pretty good. As long as she kills her, he will naturally be unable to do anything to her.

Jiang Yan came to her, lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Her dark eyes reflected her relatively calm face, neither warm nor cold, but strangely calm.

"You really don't know me?"

I don’t know if I believe it or not.

Yun Si thought for a while and nodded, "I probably don't know him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

For a moment, she thought he was going to hit her.

Unexpectedly, he just touched her eyes.

Her eyes closed subconsciously, and soon she felt the coldness of his fingertips.

It's a cold autumn day, but the house is warm. The charcoal fire in the furnace is baking vigorously, trying hard to provide warmth.

However, even though everything was extremely warm, his hands were still cold.

Like a stream flowing in late autumn that is about to freeze into ice, it is bone-chilling and chilly.

It just landed on her eyes gently, rubbing it and cooling her eyes.

The movements are somewhat ambiguous.

"If you lied to me..."

A few words were spoken slowly, and the rest were not continued.

Obviously, he already had the answer in his mind, but he just didn't tell her.

She opened her eyes and blinked.

He wanted to say something, but when he didn't want to, he stopped and changed the topic suddenly, "It's getting late, go to bed."

"……?Now?"

She was stunned and glanced at the window subconsciously.

The windows were closed and she couldn't see the sky outside, but it was still very early when she came back.

Mo about seven o'clock in the evening, at most seven thirty——

"You have to get up early tomorrow. Your eyes need to rest."

He stared at her, emotionless.

He only cares about her eyes, probably so that her eyes can reach the best viewing condition when painting tomorrow, so he wants her to go to bed early.

The more you sleep, the more energetic and bright your eyes will be.

"..." She was silent for a moment, tugging at her lips, "Then where should I sleep? Sleep here?"

This is where he does carpentry and building mechanisms. There is no bed, so he has to sleep on the floor.