Why did Pei Yan have a nosebleed?
The image he just saw flashed through his mind: a woman standing on the balcony, hanging freshly washed clothes on the clothesline.
The clothesline was a bit high, so the woman could only stand on tiptoes. The off-white nightgown moved up with her movement, revealing her slender, shining white legs.
Pei Yan almost instantly remembered the soft and delicate touch, as tender as tofu.
And, the one who was hooked around the waist by these legs...
Pei Yan's Adam's apple rolled rapidly and his throat felt dry.
"Why are you still bleeding more and more?" Jiang Heshu was surprised and quickly took out two tissues to block Pei Yan's nose.
The bright red blood quickly soaked into the tissue, and Jiang Heshu couldn't help but become anxious.
She stewed the soup for several days and finally gave Pei Yan some blood. So much blood had been lost in just a moment. Wasn't all the soup in vain?
Jiang Heshu pinched the bridge of Pei Yan's nose and wiped away the blood.
Her soft fingers kept touching Pei Yan's skin, and the fire in the man's body kept churning, and...
Feeling the changes in his body, Pei Yan glanced down. His face looked a little ugly and he stood up suddenly.
"I'm going to the bathroom to clean up."
After speaking, he quickly walked into the bathroom and closed the door without waiting for Jiang Heshu's answer.
The cold water drops washed away the blood on his face, but could not wash away the impulse in his heart.
Pei Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was probably his retribution for lying to deceive Jiang Heshu.
After drinking the tonic soup for several days, it’s strange that I don’t get angry.
Pei Yan took a deep breath, turned on the shower, and took a cold shower.
After an unknown amount of time, the boiling blood returned to calm, and Pei Yan suddenly remembered something.
This is a hospital, not his house.
In other words, there is no change of clothes for him here.
Pei Yan glanced at the clothes he threw into the dirty clothes basket. How should he get out now?
There was no other way, so Pei Yan could only ask Jiang Heshu for help.
Jiang Heshu was stunned for a moment and searched the room but couldn't find the man's clothes.
It was late at night and he couldn't go out to buy clothes. Jiang Heshu thought for a while, took out a piece of clothing and walked to the bathroom.
"There are no men's clothes here. You should be able to wear the skirt I just bought. It's very loose and it's new. How about you make do with it?"
Pei Yan looked at the light pink skirt with strawberries printed on it in her hand and couldn't help but fell silent.
Let him, a thirty-year-old man, wear a woman's pink skirt? Are you kidding me?
He said: "My mobile phone is on the coffee table. You call my assistant and ask him to send it over."
Jiang Heshu reminded: "It's already half past ten. The inpatient department of the hospital locks the door on time at ten o'clock. Those inside can't get out and those outside can't get in."
There was no sound in the bathroom.
Jiang Heshu waited for a few minutes, but there was still no movement. She couldn't help but yawn, and she couldn't help but wonder whether Pei Yan would wear that nightgown.
Pei Sui'an was already asleep, and so were Aunt Liu and Grandma. Even if Pei Yan was wearing a nightgown, she was the only one who knew about it.
And she would definitely not laugh at Pei Yan.
She had heard people say before that skirts were originally designed for men to wear, and it was actually okay to wear them.
Just as Jiang Heshu was thinking, the bathroom door suddenly opened.
She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over, and then...
With a 'Puch' sound, she couldn't help laughing.
Pei Yan is 1.86 meters tall and has a well-proportioned figure. He wears a pink strawberry nightgown, like someone sneaking through a child's clothes. It is full of contrast and a little funny.
The nightgown is in the style of a suspender and has a bow tied on the shoulder strap, which is very cute.
As for his exposed arms, they have strong muscles, smooth lines, and a sense of power, which are completely incompatible with this cute and soft nightgown.
However, Pei Yansheng is handsome, with handsome and mature facial features, and is very masculine. Wearing this pink nightgown, he is not ugly, but he looks very weird.
Jiang Heshu covered her mouth, not wanting to laugh, but she still couldn't help laughing.
Completely unable to control myself.
It was as if Pei Yan had not heard the laughter, and his expression did not change at all.
Because as early as when he chose to compromise and wear this skirt, he knew Jiang Heshu would laugh at him.
The man's expression remained unchanged, and every step he took was so stiff and awkward.
He carried the freshly washed clothes in the basin and walked to the balcony, where Jiang Heshu and Pei Sui'an's clothes were hanging to dry.
Pei Yan's eyes were on the light-colored women's underwear. His breathing was erratic for a moment, and he felt something about to stir inside his body, so he immediately looked away.
He is now like a container filled with gasoline. If he is not careful, he will burst into flames.
In the living room, Jiang Heshu watched the man hanging clothes in silence, and her belated guilt made her stop laughing.
Jiang Heshu stood up and walked over, lying and saying, "I just watched the video and saw a joke, so I laughed."
Pei Yan lowered his eyes, his dark pupils seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, "No need to explain, I understand."
Jiang Heshu instantly felt even more guilty, with a hint of self-blame.
He had no choice but to wear a skirt. How could he laugh at him?
Jiang Heshu cleared her throat, changed the subject and said, "You and Suisui can stay in the nursing room tonight, and I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room."
If it were before, Jiang Heshu would not be so polite and let Pei Yan sleep on the bed.
But thinking that Pei Yan donated so much blood to his grandmother, which made him feel uncomfortable for several days, he just laughed at him and told him to sleep on the bed.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yan shook his head and said, "No, you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa."
After saying that, he went to the nursing room ahead of Jiang Heshu, took out a spare set of bedding from the closet, and then lay down on the sofa, looking like he was ready to rest.
Jiang Heshu hesitated, "Are you going to sleep here?"
Pei Yan opened his eyes and said calmly: "I'm sleeping in the living room because I'm afraid Aunt Liu will come out at night and scare her."
On the one hand, being seen wearing a woman's skirt would damage his image.
Jiang Heshu thought about it, and Pei Yan's worries were somewhat justified.
but……
Jiang Heshu was a little hesitant about sharing a room with Pei Yan.
After all, Pei Yan wanted to sleep with her not long ago.
Pei Yan looked at her for a few seconds, then slowly stood up, hugged his quilt and walked out.
"Since you don't want me to sleep here, I'll sleep in the living room."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jiang Heshu actually felt that Pei Yan was a little pitiful when he said this.
Jiang Heshu reached out and held him, "I didn't mean that."
Looking into the man's dull black eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "You can sleep here."
Pei Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Heshu's hand holding his arm, but said nothing.
Jiang Heshu followed his gaze and retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, looking a little embarrassed.
She had always said that Pei Yan had touched her before, but now she doesn't do the same...
Pei Yan's thin lips parted slightly: "You don't have to force yourself. If you don't want to, you just don't want to. I won't force you to stay."
The more he said this, the more embarrassed Jiang Heshu felt to let him sleep in the living room.
Jiang Heshu shook his head, "No, I won't force it."
Pei Yan no longer refused.
Jiang Heshu went to the bathroom to wash up and do some simple skin care. When he went out, he found Pei Yan standing at the door.
Needless to say, you would be really startled when you suddenly see a tall man of 1.86 meters wearing a pink skirt.
"What are you doing standing here?"
Pei Yanyan replied concisely and concisely: "Go to the toilet."
With these three simple words, Jiang Heshu realized something and looked down.
If my guess is correct, Pei Yan is in a vacuum now, right?
Doesn't that mean that he...
Forget it, she doesn't want this new nightgown.
Jiang Heshu's mind was racing with thoughts, but his face was very calm. He nodded slightly to Pei Yan and prepared to leave.
As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Pei Yan.
"Don't move," he said.
Jiang Heshu looked up at him with doubts in his eyes, only to find that the man was approaching him with his head lowered.
He has a tall and straight figure, standing next to Jiang Heshu, making Jiang Heshu's petite figure stand out.
Jiang Heshu subconsciously wanted to step back, but Pei Yan grabbed her shoulder. The man was very strong, and she could not move forward or retreat now.
Seeing the man getting closer and closer to her, and the smell of fresh shower gel on his body getting stronger and stronger, Jiang Heshu hurriedly covered his lips.
