Chapter 2163 Do You Remember?

No. 21

"What did I do?"

Jing Xiaocha blinked blankly, seeming to notice the strange fluctuations in Wen Jin's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

An image pops into my mind.

She frowned subconsciously. Could it be that the dream that night was not a dream.

No, not possible.

Jing Xiaocha quickly rejected this idea.

Wen Jin saw the change in her expression and spat out faintly, "That night, you kissed me forcefully."

When his words came out, Jing Xiaocha's eyes widened in shock.

Staring at him in disbelief, how could that happen?

"Brother Wen..."

Jing Xiaocha's head was in chaos.

It turned out that night was really not a dream. No wonder it was so real. When she woke up, she could still clearly remember the temperature on her lips.

"Do you remember?"

As she spoke, Wen Jin's hand clasped her left arm and pulled gently.

Jing Xiaocha, who was trying to remember, fell on top of him.

The brain also short-circuited in an instant, driven away by the male scent lingering in the nostrils, and unable to think at all.

"That night, I saw you being drunk and being helped into the car by Jin Zheyu. I was worried that he had evil intentions towards you, so I pulled you out of his car."

Wen Jin's voice sounded low and hoarse in his ears.

As he narrated, the scene gradually emerged in front of Jing Xiaocha's eyes. She was pulled out of Jin Zheyu's car by Wen Jin...

Later, in Wen Jin's car, she actually...

How could this be true.

Jing Xiaocha didn't want to believe it, let alone admit that he had done such a thing.

"Do you have an impression?"

So, when Wen Jin asked her after he finished speaking, Jing Xiaocha just shook his head without thinking.

"no impression."

Wen Jin suddenly said, "Close your eyes."

Seeing Jing Xiaocha obediently closing his eyes, the corners of his mouth curved in a satisfied arc... like spring breeze and drizzle, fine and gentle.

**

In the morning, Zhang Minghui got up very early.

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha haven't gotten up yet.

He made an appointment with Zi Yi to go to the set today, and last night, when Jing Xiaocha was chatting with Zhang Minghui, he said that she would go with him today.

She hadn't gone out for many days, and she wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Zhang Minghui knocked several times outside Jing Xiaocha's room, but no one answered or opened the door.

"Is Auntie already up?"

Zhang Minghui touched his head in confusion, and when he turned around, he wanted to knock on Wen Jin's door.

But he thought that since his aunt got up, Uncle Wen, who never slept in, must also get up.

So he ran downstairs and started shouting into the living room while still on the stairs, "Auntie, Uncle Wen."

No answer.

He went down the stairs and saw Grandma Chen poking her head out of the kitchen, "Xiaohui, your aunt and uncle Wen haven't gotten up yet."

"Still in bed?"

Zhang Minghui blinked in surprise, "But, I knocked on my aunt's door just now, but she didn't answer."

"Maybe you haven't woken up yet. You should play by yourself for a while. I'll probably wake up soon."

"I'll be late in a while. Zi Yi and I made an appointment. I'll call my aunt again." After Zhang Minghui finished speaking, he ran up to the second floor.

Zhang Minghui hesitated for a few seconds at the door of Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha's room, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. He would not knock on his aunt's door this time.

I decided to wake up Uncle Wen, and then let Uncle Wen wake up my aunt.

Thinking of this, he felt that he was very smart. When he raised his hand to knock on the door, a proud smile spread across his face, and he shouted excitedly, "Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen."