Xia Wanyuan’s face heated up. “Get up and eat. I’m hungry.”
“Mm, I’m hungry too.” Just as Jun Shiling finished speaking, he retracted his long arm, and the cold pine fragrance opened Xia Wanyuan’s mouth, plundering inside.
After a while, Jun Shiling moved away. His heavy breathing sprayed into Xia Wanyuan’s ear. Without needing Xia Wanyuan to say anything, Jun Shiling had already lifted the blanket and started to put on his clothes. If this continued, he would not be able to resist.
God knew how wonderful Xia Wanyuan’s taste was.
Xia Wanyuan wanted to get out of bed, but Jun Shiling, who was dressed, walked over with Xia Wanyuan’s clothes. “Don’t move, I’ll help you.”
Women’s clothes had very troublesome designs, so Jun Shiling was a little slow. He helped Xia Wanyuan put them on one by one, then took the shoes by the side and squatted on the ground to help her put them on.
Xia Wanyuan sat on the bed and watched Jun Shiling put on her shoes seriously. Her gaze changed, and it was unknown what she was thinking.
Jun Shiling really used all his gentleness and patience on Xia Wanyuan. He helped her brush her teeth, wash her face, and eat. He did everything personally.
Xia Wanyuan was not a delicate person, but she felt that if Jun Shiling indulged her like this, she would really become a person who “just opened her mouth to eat and stretched out her hands for clothes”.
“Jun Shiling, it’s not like I don’t have hands.” Xia Wanyuan did not know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that Jun Shiling still wanted to carry her out the door, Xia Wanyuan rejected him sternly.
“I can’t help it.” Jun Shiling’s gaze lingered on Xia Wanyuan.
Perhaps when one loved someone, they could not help but want to be good to her. They wanted to pile all the good things in the world in front of her.
Other than in bed, Jun Shiling always kept his word.
He said to let Xia Wanyuan rest well and recuperate well. Occasionally, he would not resist kissing her, but other times, he was very well-behaved.
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Xia Wanyuan had just returned to the manor when Tang Yin called to ask Xia Wanyuan about the photo in Suhang Ancient Town. The temperament on Xia Wanyuan was too obvious. Someone close to her would know it was her at a glance.
Xia Wanyuan looked at the photo. “Yes, it’s me. I don’t know when I was taken.”
Tang Yin had yet to tell the public relations team that they would use this “Lilac Lady” as an opportunity to promote Xia Wanyuan.
The Internet had already exploded.
Because “Lilac Lady” had been found.
The dress that the woman in the picture was wearing was clearly from the Jiangnan embroidery workshop. It was exquisite and gorgeous. Someone followed the clues and found the shop that sold this dress.
According to the salesperson, this dress was bought by a celebrity who had come to Suzhou to film a variety show.
The range had shrunk greatly.
Everyone was about to find who had recorded the program in Suhang that day when Bai Lian’s studio posted a Weibo post.
Without a word, this Weibo post posted nine photos.
With Jiangnan Misty Rain as the background, Bai Lian was wearing the embroidered dress in the picture posted by “China Geography”. She was holding an umbrella, either leaning on the bridge or walking on the limestone street.
Ever since Bai Lian debuted, she had been called Cuddlie because she had a pitiful temperament.
In this set of photos, Bai Lian’s pitiful temperament matched the misty storm in Jiangnan. She had a very melancholic temperament.
Bai Lian happened to be involved in the recording of “Singer”, and her schedule was in Suhang Ancient Town.
At this point, everyone was almost certain that Bai Lian was the “Lilac Lady” who was popular all over the Internet and had been captured by “China Geography”.
