Chapter 977 (2/2)

When Sima Changfeng woke up, it was the morning of the next day. The sun came from the window and fell in front of his bed, warm and dreamy.

His head ached, his body seemed to have been crushed by the carriage, and his whole body ached. He just wanted to reach out and rub the forehead acupoints, but he found that his left arm had been bound with boards and bandages.

Lost memories come back quickly, like a basin of cold water pouring from the beginning.

It's ridiculous. His Sima Changfeng actually did something like this. He was drunk and made trouble, and he was injured. He also grabbed a man's hand to express his love while drunk. Is this really what he did?

When the door was opened, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. His steps were very light, not like the sound of a man walking, but like the sound of girls walking in the house. This was the sound of Xiaoli's footsteps.

He opened his eyes to a slit, and peeped at the cool son who was standing at the table putting breakfast. How could he use the word ”thin” to describe cool son? Shouldn't it be thin?

But he is slender. Although he is wearing a broad robe, he can walk around, especially when he is bending his back, and his slender posture can be seen at a glance.

It's like the figure of a woman.

His eyes fell on liang'er's side face, his skin was white and clean, and the outline of his ears was very delicate, just like the ears of the girls in the mansion.

He wanted to see more clearly. Then another man came in: ”liang'er, is Mr. Sima awake?”

Cool son turns around, toward dissolves the moon way: ”haven't, should wake up quickly.”

Finish saying, cool son then took tray to walk out.

She walked towards the bed, step by step, slowly and lightly.

He was so nervous that he didn't know how to face him, so he closed his eyes and refused to open them.