"Yan Xi, how many times do you wake up like this."

Ji Xiubei's expression was indescribable.

Hearing this, Yan Xi, who was about to lie down, suddenly paused, looked at Ji Xiubei in confusion, and said uncertainly, "So, I'm ...... A dream within a dream? ”

Ji Xiubei: "? ”

But the incomprehension in the little girl's eyes was so serious, without the slightest hint of jokes.

After all, Ji Xiubei collapsed his shoulders in frustration, feeling that now was not a good time to speak, so he only said lightly, "You are indeed dreaming, go to sleep." ”

The voice fell, and the others had already walked out.

What did his father Ji Huaitao say?

Never try to talk to a drama spirit with normal human thinking.

Scold.

What was he just doing?

He is not only chatting with a dramatist, but also with an extremely imaginative dramatist.

Ji Xiubei's sound of closing the door was not loud, but Yan Xi on the bed still subconsciously trembled, and his eyes blinked several times in a row.

"So, is this a dream or not?"

muttering to himself, Yan Xi stared at the closed door for a moment, and then leaned back dejectedly.

Just listen to ......

A muffled sound of "bang" was accompanied by a miserable scream of Yan Xi's "whoop".

In the next second, the door that had just been closed was immediately opened from the outside.

Looking at Ji Xiubei, who reappeared in sight, Yan Xi covered the back of his head with one hand, and pouted aggrievedly with red circles in his eyes, "It hurts, it's not a ......dream."

"So, you're trying to verify if this was a dream on purpose?"

When he spoke, Ji Xiubei's expression was a little concerned and a little guilty, and he had already walked to the side of the bed to carefully observe whether the little girl's head had been broken.

If that's what he said, then he's half the blame.

After all, if he said it wasn't a dream, the little girl wouldn't have bumped into it.

But unexpectedly......

The little girl pulled his hand away, and said with a negative expression of disbelief, "Ji Xiubei, can you not treat me as a fool?" ”

Ji Xiubei: "? ”

"Am I that stupid? In order to verify whether this is a dream or not, bang your head against the wall? The more Yan Xi spoke, the more angry he became, with an expression of "You think I'm mentally retarded".

Ji Xiubei: "......"

Yan Xi: "I'm careless, careless, you know?" Who would be idle and hit the wall with their head? ”

Ji Xiubei: "......." ”

It turns out that there is still no way to talk to her with the thinking of a drama spirit.

After a while, it didn't hurt so much, and Yan Xi eased up.

She hadn't heard Ji Xiubei speak for a long time, she thought that her tone was too heavy to make him angry, trying to find a topic to ease the atmosphere, and said softly, "Dad, why am I here?" ”

Yan Xi's memory of last night only stayed at Director Yang's loud and pleasant "call it a day", and as for the rest of the incident, she didn't remember it at all.

After graduating from college, she was completely broken after drinking.

But she obviously asked Xiao Xianrou to send her back to the hotel, could it be that Xiao Xianrou sent her here?

And also...... The most important thing is, did she tell her bank card password after she was drunk?

Looking at the little girl's inexplicable expression, Ji Xiubei paused and asked thoughtfully, "You really don't remember anything?" ”