My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

Chapter 122 "You sleep outside, I sleep inside, no one can cross the line."

Jiang Wan sighed. The emperor really had nothing to do, so he had to deal with her like this.

But fortunately, I'm not completely clueless.

Jiang Wan went to the kitchen.

But he saw Sui Lin sitting there boiling water.

"Madam?" Sui Lin stood up. "The water will be ready soon. I'll bring it to you later. Go back and wait."

"Didn't you say that we can't order you around?"

"It was the master who asked me to carry those two here." Sui Lin looked at Jiang Wan and thought about what Sui Ming had said to him today.

Jiang Wan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Sui Lin looked at Jiang Wan and felt that she treated him well.

Sui Ming said that after hearing what he said, his wife was very angry and blamed him for the fact that the master could not even admit his mistake.

But the lady now clearly doesn't seem like such a cold person.

Jiang Wan was about to leave when Sui Lin called her back, "Madam, is it Sui Ming who came to pick you up today?"

"Yes."

Jiang Wan thought of what Sui Ming said when he came to pick her up today, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Sui Ming talks a lot."

Sui Lin put down the firewood in his hand and asked, "So what do you think?"

Jiang Wan sneered, "You and him are brothers, right?"

"Yes."

"Tell him to shut up from now on. I don't always ignore it."

Jiang Wan finished speaking and left alone.

Sui Lin squatted down and felt like the sky was falling. It seemed that his wife really didn't care about this matter. Even her tone of voice after she knew the truth was so cold.

Then I'd better not tell the master about it, so as not to add to his sorrow.

Sui Lin looked at the crackling firewood.

I was wondering whether I should tell this or not.

It's really inconvenient for Jiang Wan to wash up alone.

She originally thought that since it was a bit late today, she would not wash her hair. However, she did not tie it up properly during the shower, and it fell down. Most of her hair was wet.

She found a dry towel to wipe it.

Jiang Wan turned her wrist. She didn't know how many times she sighed on the first day here.

It’s so frustrating.

After being served by others for too long, it is really difficult to adapt to this kind of life again.

With a creak, the door opened.

Fu Yan walked in alone in the moonlight.

I was a little surprised to see Jiang Wan still not asleep.

He walked over slowly.

Jiang Wan had been wiping his hair for a long time and was really tired.

She looked at Fu Yan who had just come in, "Can you help me dry my hair?"

"Want me to come?"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"Come here..." Jiang Wan handed over the wet handkerchief in his hand.

Fu Yan took it in his hand, squeezed it, put it aside, and took out a new handkerchief.

"Is that yours?" Jiang Wan saw that he took it from the rack, and there was nothing of his there, so the handkerchief should be Fu Yan's.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Wan watched her trying to put the handkerchief over her head, she shrank back, "What are you doing with this?"

It’s not that Jiang Wan dislikes Fu Yan, but what if Fu Yan used this to wipe his feet?

"Wash your face..." Fu Yan seemed to have guessed why Jiang Wan asked this and replied with a dark face.

"Oh..." Jiang Wan leaned over obediently.

Fu Yan wrapped her hair in it and rubbed it gently.

There was no other sound in the room except the two people's breathing and the sound of hair rubbing together.

Jiang Wan knew that Fu Yan was also tired after a whole day. He just wiped it for a long time and his wrist was a little sore.

After resting for a while, her wrist was no longer sore. "I'll do it myself. You go wash up."

"Not yet done." Fu Yan just said one sentence.

"It's late now." Jiang Wan turned his head and glanced at him, "Go wash up and go to bed."

After all, he is the one who has to get up early tomorrow, while I can sleep as long as I want.

"It's okay." Fu Yan didn't let go and continued to wipe the ends of her hair.

The room became quiet again. Jiang Wan's nose was filled with the lingering smell of soapberries after taking a shower, as well as the smell of Fu Yan.

Mixed together, she lowered her head, and the previous scenes flashed through her mind.

"Is it hot? I'll go open the window." Fu Yan rubbed Jiang Wan's hot cheek with the back of his hand.

Jiang Wan dodged as if stressed, "Yes, it's a bit hot, open the window."

Jiang Wan shook his head and said, "Don't think about it!"

Fu Yan came back after opening the window.

He sat cross-legged opposite Jiang Wan and picked up his hair to wipe it.

Jiang Wan didn't need to look up, as he was inevitably in her sight.

Wait, he wasn't like this just now. Wasn't he sitting behind me wiping it?

Now suddenly in this position, she...she could even feel Fu Yan's breath on her face.

It's still a bit... ambiguous, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan stood up suddenly.

"I, I'm fine, let's go to bed!" Jiang Wan touched his neck and pressed it.

Fu Yan was still holding the handkerchief in her hand, and a strand of Jiang Wan's hair slipped away quietly as she turned around.

He squeezed his empty palms.

He put the handkerchief back on the shelf and said, "You go to sleep first."

"what?"

Jiang Wan then realized that Fu Yan was responding to what he had just said.

What was it she had just said?

Let’s go to bed?

Jiang Wan licked his lips and sighed for the umpteenth time that day.

Really...

Tired heart.

She thought she was being too absurd.

It's just a hair dryer.

As for?

We slept together every day before, but it wasn’t like this?

Is that true? Too hungry?

"I'll go wash up." Fu Yan left this sentence.

Jiang Wan looked at his back and said, "I'm going to sleep first, so don't wake me up later."

Jiang Wan walked to the couch and drew a line in the middle with his palm, "You sleep outside, I sleep inside, no one can cross the line."

Fu Yan glanced at Jiang Wan's hand and said, "Okay."

Jiang Wan got his response, then she lay down on the couch with peace of mind and prepared to fall asleep.

She was really tired today. She had been traveling for such a long time and went to the night market on her way back. It took her a lot of effort to wash up by herself.

I originally wanted to wait for Fu Yan to come out and ask about his father's affairs.

Before I knew it...I lost consciousness.

Fu Yan was tying the belt of his pajamas, and the first thing he saw when he came out was Jiang Wan lying on the bed.

Not only did she take up her own position, but she also took up Fu Yan's.

"..."

Before washing up, Jiang Wan’s words, “You sleep outside, I sleep inside, and no one can cross the line,” seemed to still linger in my ears.

He walked over.

Jiang Wan had half of his face buried in the quilt.

A cool breeze blew in from the window.

Fu Yan frowned when he saw her, and went to close the window barefoot.

He came back and sat on the edge of the couch with his knees bent.

The candlelight flickered.