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"Hi, hello, my name is Jiang..." Before Jiang Xunuan finished speaking, the two birds suddenly flapped their wings and flew away.

The expression on Jiang Xunuan's face froze for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "Tsk, what a shy little thing, hehehe~"

Downstairs, with Zhou Heng's breath, the scorched air suddenly dispersed, making the air even more scorched.

Oh shit!

However, Zhou Heng quickly sent Nan Rui the important information that the actor's surname was 'jiang'.

With a smile on the corner of Jiang Xu Nuan's mouth, he lay on the big stone bed, looking at the cloudless sky thousands of miles above his head.

After a while he shouted to the sky: "Zhou Heng, I love you, Zhou Heng, I love you, Zhou Heng, I love you..."

With a happy face, it seems that loving Zhou Heng is a very noble thing.

He yelled to himself for a while, until his voice was a little hoarse, and said softly: "Zhou Heng, I love you, how about you?"

Then, he smiled bitterly, slowly closed his eyes, and put his hands on his chest: "Do you love him, or me?"

There was no more sound and no movement.

Zhou Heng got up and walked over, touched the face of the person on the screen, squinted his eyes slightly, and his expression became dangerous: "It's painful to feel that the person you love is clearly by your side but you can't get it, so please hurry up!" Give back my young brother."

Zhou Heng suddenly didn't understand why there are so many people who like to write those sad and hopeless stories. Humans don't always say that life is too bitter, so they should add some sweetness from other places.

Jiang Xunuan probably didn't expect that he would fall into a deep sleep, and he didn't wake up until Zhou Heng went back.

Zhou Heng went upstairs after receiving the swimsuit equipment from the swimsuit shop.

It was getting late, and the sun had already set on the top of the western mountain.

Zhou Heng walked to the conservatory, shook out the neatly folded blankets and gently put Jiang Xunuan on his stomach, then leaned over and kissed him.

Jiang Xu Nuan's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly. When he saw the person clearly, he was confused for a moment, and sat up quickly.

Jiang Xunuan concealed his guilty conscience and uneasiness, grabbed the plush blanket with both hands, and lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Brother Heng, you are back."

Then he looked at the sky at the end of the curtain, and said embarrassingly: "I didn't want to sleep, why did I fall asleep."

Looking at Zhou Heng's face after speaking, he said cautiously: "Sorry, I'll go down and cook right now."

Jiang Xunuan was about to get up as he said that, Zhou Heng held his shoulders, sat down and pulled him into his arms: "Don't worry, watch the sunset with me."

"Yeah." Jiang Xunuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled obediently and snuggled up to her.

When his hands touched Zhou Heng's strong and strong waist, his body felt the warmth from his body, and his ears heard Zhou Heng's strong and powerful heartbeat, he felt the reality of being embraced.

Recently, he always starts dreaming as soon as he falls asleep, and he can dream about everything in a mess.

There are the sweet and happy ones with Zhou Heng, the hard and busy ones of going back to the past, and the grief-stricken dreams of being pushed away by Zhou Heng and being beaten and scolded by Murong Qing.

This feeling of dreaming as soon as he falls asleep, and being dragged by the dream until he wakes up, makes him almost unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and makes him start to fear sleeping and doubt the happiness he has at this moment.

However, he fell asleep so easily.

After a while, he raised his head and followed Zhou Heng's line of sight, looking into the distance.

The sun slanted to the west, forming a big red round cake, giving the white clouds a layer of golden orange, and making the distant sky covered with clouds, like a dream.

Xu Jiangnuan slowly calmed down, his breathing stabilized, and suddenly realized that this was the first time he felt after being with Zhou Heng, what is the quietness of time.

They had experienced passion and felt insipidity, but this moment of tranquility really made him want to let go of Murong Qing and want to be himself again.

The roof of the flower house was open, and a little wind came in. Xu Jiangnuan just woke up. Zhou Heng was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he thoughtfully pulled the blanket to wrap him.

Jiang Xunuan was a little moved, he bit his lip unconsciously, and said, "Brother Heng, I had a dream just now."

Xu Jiangnuan paused, Zhou Heng looked down at him, Xu Jiangnuan said in a hoarse voice, "I dreamed that you don't want me anymore."

Zhou Heng considered how to answer, stroked his hair and pondered for a few seconds: "Aren't you staying in my arms well now, so dreams are always the opposite."

"Really?" Jiang Xunuan frowned, hiding the rich complexion in his eyes: "I also dreamed that a person who looked exactly like me pushed me away, and he said...he seemed to tell me There are many, many ugly words, but I can’t remember them, hiss…”

Jiang Xunuan suddenly sensed a hint of danger, so he didn't follow that impulse to keep talking. In the end, in order to cover up his mistake, he covered the back of his "injured" head and pretended to have a headache.

"Hey, don't think about it." Zhou Heng hugged his cheek almost immediately as he wished, kissed and comforted him with words: "It's just a dream, don't care so much, be worried, I will always be with you, Um?"

"En." Jiang Xunuan breathed a sigh of relief, hooked Zhou Heng's neck, and kissed him back eagerly.

It was out of control, and the two of them almost rolled up on the big stone bed.

Zhou Heng was afraid that Xu Jiangnuan would be cold, so he paused while panting: "Go downstairs, huh?"

Jiang Xunuan shyly turned her face away, and said in a hoarse voice, "I...I'll go downstairs and cook for you."

Zhou Heng let out a sigh of relief, and let Jiang Xunuan feel badly, but let him go: "Okay, it will save you from exhausting yourself, how can you go to the beach tomorrow."

Jiang Xunuan shyly pulled off his clothes, jumped off the big stone bed and ran away with weak legs.

He was simply too shameless.

It was he who took the initiative to seduce people.

If it continues, he probably will make Zhou Heng hungry again, and it must be quite hard for him to go to work for a long time.

Zhou Heng calmed down on the top floor for a while, then summoned two civet cats to reprimand him, and then wobbled downstairs.

The two civets followed Zhou Heng downstairs with their ears drooping and their tails between their legs.

Zhou Heng went to take a bath and change clothes, and the two civets ran to the kitchen and hugged Murong Qing's thighs to rub their spiritual energy.

After staying at Master Heng's house for more than ten days, their skills have improved rapidly, comparable to the progress of three years of cultivation in the past.

This is a rare opportunity, the two civets are trying their best to please Murong Qing.

Jiang Xunuan, who was cooking, finished cutting the vegetables, lowered his head and smiled at the two coquettish cats, and said, "Good boy, are you hungry, do you want some dried fish?"

The golden-eyed cat meowed at Jiang Xu Nuan's legs, rubbing his head against his knees, showing no intention of letting go of him.

Seeing this, the silver-eyed cat pawed for a while, not to be outdone.

Jiang Xunuan smiled wryly, and had no choice but to move his heavy legs and start cooking.

When Zhou Heng got out of the shower, the two cats meowed away.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Xunuan turned around and smiled gently at Zhou Heng who was in the kitchen building: "It will be ready soon, you can sit down and rest."

"Compared to sitting." Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, affectionately: "I want to look at you more."

Jiang Xunuan blushed, turned back to shovel vegetables in embarrassment, and began to stutter: "Then, then you serve the rice."

"okay."

Zhou Heng thinks that Xu Jiangnuan like this is a bit cute. If you put aside his self-talk and sex, this time it is really rare to have a warm and sweet personality.

You see, don’t act like a spoiled child, don’t look for troubles and don’t go out, dress him up and tie him every day, prepare shoes for him to go out, and when he comes back, he can eat hot food, ask his relatives, and the bed is harmonious.

However, how could such a persona be so difficult.

He and Nan Rui have no clue until now.

He even began to fear that once he let such Murong Qing live in such comfort, the real Murong Qing would never come back.

So just how terrifying and terrifying it is under the seemingly warm and sweet mask can only be answered by time.

After dinner, Zhou Heng waited for Jiang Xunuan to finish packing, showed him the You Hai equipment, and then led him upstairs together.

After going upstairs, Jiang Xunuan took out the clothes packed for Zhou Heng and put them on the bed, and asked Zhou Heng: "Brother Heng, can I prepare these sets of clothes for you?"

Zhou Heng took a look, "It's up to you to decide, I will wear whatever you choose."

Jiang Xunuan was pleased, he blushed and nodded: "Then I'll go get the suitcase and start packing it."

With that said, Jiang Xunuan went to the cloakroom to take out the suitcase. He put away the clothes first, and then the toiletries. Zhou Heng reminded him that the toiletries were all available, so he picked some skin care products and put them in.

There are also sports cups, tea, towels, in short, there are all kinds of things stuffed into a box.

This character should be a good wife, Zhou Heng thought.

In the end, all Jiang Xunuan could think of was house supplies, but in front of Zhou Heng, he had the nerve to choose and put them in.

While he was struggling, he accidentally caught a corner of the suitcase. He fell forward unprepared, but he could reach the side of the bed with his hand.

However, the moment he fell, before he had time to react, he retracted his hands first, and then fell straight down, hitting his head firmly on the wooden bench at the end of the bed.

He washed the towels on the bench today, but he didn't lay out new ones because of the hot weather recently, and there was a thud when his head hit the solid wood.

It's not high, and it hurts.

Zhou Heng was looking at the message from Nanrui on his phone, and when he heard the sound of Jiang Xunuan wrestling, he rushed over as soon as he threw his phone, and hugged Jiang Xunuan into his arms in a panic to examine him.

"Where did you hit? How is your head? Does it hurt?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Xunuan snorted, stretched out his hand to touch his head, hissed lightly, but said, "It's okay."

Zhou Heng pinched Jiang Xunuan's chin, and suddenly frowned: "He said he was fine, but his head was bruised, why was he so careless?"

Hit my brother Qing, can you accompany me!

After Jiang Xunuan said it was all right, she kept frowning and pursing her lips, looking quite hurt.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Heng sat down and hugged Jiang Xunuan on his lap, "Does it hurt?"

After a while, Jiang Xunuan looked at Zhou Heng with a confused expression on his face. Zhou Heng squinted his eyes and let him watch.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xunuan patted his head, turned his face away, and hurriedly got down from his lap. After moving a few steps left and right in a state of confusion, he walked to the bathroom: "I'm fine, I'm going to the toilet .”

Zhou Heng looked at Jiang Xunuan's back, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and a strange thought suddenly crossed his mind: Did Jiang Xunuan fall on purpose, he wanted to use this flop to 'recover' himself memory, and identity?

Zhou Heng just shook his head with a chuckle, suddenly his head shook, and a chill came down his spine: Such a game of substitutions, such a game of substitutions, such a game of substitutions, such a game of substitutions...

Is it possible for such a substitution game, once the character admits that he is someone else, then the thought of "he is Murong Qing" will be completely eliminated from his mind, and he will become someone else who invades Murong Qing's body.

Fuck!

Zhou Heng clenched his fists and widened his eyes. Such a strange and terrifying new idea made his mind go blank for an instant, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

In the bathroom, Jiang Xunuan washed his face with cold water.

He looked up at himself in the mirror with a bluish forehead, and let the water smear messily on his face, slid to his chin, neck, and wet his clothes.

His heart was pounding.

Zhou Heng's guess was right, Jiang Xunuan felt that it was time for him to get rid of Murong Qing's body.

He is Jiang Xunuan, not Murong Qing.

He wants to go back to Jiang Xunuan, for sure.