"Alright, it's not early, let's rest early." Jiang Zebei retracted his gaze, turned around and walked towards the bed.

This little episode did not make Jiang Zebei forget Chen Mengtian's ferocity.

He clearly knew that as long as she wanted not to talk about Chenjia Village, the people of the whole town.

Even if it was the entire Luoyang City, she could wipe it all out without much effort.

It's a very scary thing.

Jiang Zebei has never been afraid of a few things since he was a child.

Tonight, what Chen Mengtian said, but it made him deeply feel that the word terrible turned out to be more than just talking.

Its meaning is that it makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

When he came to the bed, he saw something strange again.

What is wrapped inside the long cloth.

It looked like a pillow, but it was too short and a little soft.

He stepped forward and touched it, and asked out loud, "What is this?" ”

"You say this, this is called a millet pillow, sleeping on it is good for people's health."

Chen Mengtian walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, took the shoes off his feet, and climbed into the innermost part of the bed.

Regarding her explanation, Jiang Zebei felt that it was still unheard of.

"That's what the medical books say?"

Chen Mengtian's action of climbing the bed paused slightly, and then continued, and said: "Yes, I made two, you can also try, you are not used to changing back." ”

While speaking, Chen Mengtian was already lying on the inside of the bed, covered with a thin quilt.

The head is naturally pillowed, and the face still has a satisfied expression.

Her behavior of preparing to fall asleep was seen by Jiang Zebei.

The eyes were on the head of the bed again, the so-called millet pillow.

Eventually, he decided to give it a try.

Reaching out to untie the white clothes that had just been sorted out by Chen Mengtian, Jiang Zebei took the clothes off and folded them neatly and put them back in the closet.

The oil lamp in the room was extinguished, and Jiang Zebei lay on the bed covered with a quilt.

In the darkness of the room, his bright eyes were not closed.

"I love the clothes, thank you."

He suddenly spoke, in exchange for Chen Mengtian's movement of turning around.

Chen Mengtian turned to the side of the wall, and responded in a vague voice: "Well, it's good to like it." ”

It was a sound that was clearly about to fall asleep.

She was about to fall asleep, but Jiang Zebei had insomnia and couldn't sleep.

At this moment, he still had the medicinal effects of drunken dreams and death and lovesickness poison replaying in his mind.

The frightening poison, he has only heard of crane top red and arsenic.

But tonight, Chen Mengtian let him see an even more terrifying poison.

It's not terrifying, it's terrifying, terrifying, and it makes people feel the fear of destruction from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Zebei turned to look at the bed, listening to the girl's even breathing.

She looks very harmless, but she has the ability to destroy a city.

It scared him.

But if you think about it carefully, Chen Mengtian didn't treat him as an outsider, the other party didn't tell him this, and he didn't get along with her as before.

In this way, the alienation and fear in his heart are slowly subsiding.

One thing is undeniable.

Chen Mengtian has changed since he fell into the water.

But her changes are harmless to him, and she will even take the initiative to talk to him about anything.

Even if she is a little decisive, the two of them will no longer be like before, not saying anything, and arguing after a few words.

He thinks that's good.

One cannot be too greedy.

The girl had enough to be open to him.

Thinking so, Jiang Zebei slowly fell into a deep sleep.