Chapter 213 (1/2)

Good medicine.

Lin Jiangxia can only sleep on her stomach.

If you turn over and apply the medicine, you will be wiped on your clothes or bed sheets.

Sleeping on her stomach was very uncomfortable. She had to lean on Zhan beiheng's arm.

Although the pillow is very soft, it still seems that it can't compare with Zhan beiheng's arm.

Sleeping on his arm is not only very comfortable, but also has a strong sense of security. It's easy to sleep.

”Brother Zhan.” Because of lying on the arm of Zhan beiheng, her face was squeezed to change shape, and her speech was naturally ambiguous with three points. Her voice seemed lovely: ”I am so pillow you, will you not be comfortable?”

”Your head is so light that I can hardly feel it.” Zhan beiheng turned sideways. His eyes were full of spoil. He stared at her and said, ”how can he be uncomfortable.”

Lin Jiangxia felt that her head was still big. Brother Zhan said that just to comfort her.

But anyway, her heart was still happy.

”When I fall asleep, brother Zhan, lift my head up and gently put it on the pillow.” She was a little tired. When she spoke, she was already a little sleepy: ”I can't... Sleep on brother Zhan's arm all night. In that way, brother Zhan's arm will be numb.”

”Yes.” Zhan beiheng answered.

He put his hand on her back and patted her gently.

The rhythm and intensity were very much like the slapping of her mother when she coaxed her to sleep.

”Brother Zhan.” Lin Jiangxia said vaguely, ”can you tell me a story?”

After all, at that time, when my mother patted her on the back, she would whisper some very old stories.

Although the plot is very old-fashioned, in fact, if you listen to the beginning, you will be able to guess the ending, but every time, she will listen very deeply.

”I can't tell stories.” Zhan beiheng shook his head and looked embarrassed.

”Just say something.” Lin Jiangxia slightly closed her eyes and said in a coquettish voice, ”I can sleep only by listening to brother Zhan's voice.”

Zhan beiheng frowned and seemed to be thinking hard.

He was not the kind of person who chattered, let alone when he was deliberately asked to say something, he didn't know where to start.

”Brother Zhan.” Lin Jiangxia had to open the topic first: ”how did you know Lin Haoran.”

”Lin Haoran?” Zhan beiheng seemed to be unfamiliar with the name.

”It's the popular flow Xiaosheng who played several very popular movies.” Lin Jiangxia slightly opened her eyes and looked at his almost flawless cheek through the dark wall lamp in the room.

”I remember.” Zhan beiheng still patted her on the back and said softly, ”he once entrusted an intermediary to seek my help.”

Lin Jiangxia also heard about this, but he didn't know the specific process. He couldn't help but wonder, ”brother Zhan, what did you do for him?”

”Are you interested?” Zhan beiheng wondered how Lin Jiangxia was interested in this kind of thing.