Chapter 1717 Otherwise, you can read English books

There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom, and it was obvious that Jiang Yue had gone to take a shower.

She quickly picked up the quilt and returned to the sofa, lest the big man discover she was outside and think she was trying to peek at him taking a shower.

Jiang Yue did not go to bed immediately after taking a shower, but sat at the head of the bed and read a book.

Wen Yao is also a night owl, but she felt sleepy after staying up until eleven o'clock. After he came out of the bathroom, she quickly took a shower and went to bed.

She fell asleep in a second and even had a dream.

I dreamed that I invited my best friend to travel to the world of novels and experience the life of the rich.

She took them to see the mansion, ride in luxury cars, and gave each of them a bank card with a balance of tens of millions. Then, a few of them suddenly had an idea and took the huge bank cards to find an entertainment club with a male escort to have fun.

After playing for a while, the mother inside said she would take them to meet the top performer in the club. He was very handsome and was the son of a wealthy family who had fallen on hard times.

She asked someone to bring the male PR over, and when she saw it, it turned out to be Jiang Yue.

Wen Yao laughed heartily, and said smugly like a villain in a TV series, "Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue, I never thought you would end up like this!"

Jiang Yue gave her a look of resentment. She grinned and said, "Sisters, today, let's have a taste of this rich young master. Have a good time. It's my treat!"

After saying that, she burst into laughter again, and then woke up from her laughter. She could even hear the sound of her own laughter before she woke up.

Wen Yao was shocked: What the hell is this dream? Although I took revenge on Jiang Yue, it was clearly a case of killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of my own!

I turned to look at Jiang Yue's big bed, but found that there seemed to be no one on it, but there was light shining in from the sun.

She glanced towards the balcony and found that Jiang Yue was actually sitting outside on the balcony.

I checked the time on my phone. It was 3:30 in the morning.

Is this person crazy? Still not asleep at this hour, admiring the night view outside?

She got down from the sofa and looked out the window. She saw Jiang Yue wearing a black silk pajamas and sitting on a rattan chair on the terrace. One hand was hanging on his leg, and the other was holding a goblet half filled with red wine.

At this time, the night was deep, with occasional stars dotting the sky. The warm lights on the balcony were soft and romantic. Jiang Yue looked like he was trying to show off.

But this was very strange, because Jiang Yue disdained to show off in front of her.

So, he was sleepwalking?

Wen Yao discovered that there seemed to be many settings in this novel world that even surprised herself, so she walked towards the balcony curiously.

She tiptoed through the small side door at the back of the bedroom, came behind Jiang Yue, held her breath and walked to his side, leaning over to look at his face.

There was no movement.

It's really sleepwalking.

She remembered that waking up a sleepwalker seemed dangerous, right?

So who is more dangerous, the waker or the sleepwalker?

If the sleepwalker was dangerous, would she kill him if she screamed now?

Just as she was nervous and hesitant, Jiang Yue turned his head slightly and glanced at her, his brows showing fatigue. He frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yao was startled. After all this time, she didn't sleepwalk!

Then she felt strange about why he was playing tricks here. Normally, this kind of sleepwalking setting would be better used in suspense novels. Who would use it in a romance novel?

Wen Yao retorted, "What are you doing here? You're not sleeping in the middle of the night and you scared me."

Jiang Yue didn't answer her and took a big sip of red wine.

Wen Yao thought, working out during the day and staying up late at night drinking red wine... Well, this is probably the health-preserving habit of the upper class.

But she didn't intend to remind him, because she hoped he would die soon anyway.

I turned around and was about to go back to sleep, but I accidentally caught a glimpse of a small medicine bottle on the table.

She couldn't see clearly what was written on the medicine bottle. She moved closer to take a look, but unexpectedly Jiang Yue took the initiative and quickly snatched the medicine bottle in his hand, continuing to sit there and ponder the night.

Wen Yao was very surprised. She rarely saw him so nervous.

That thing can’t be Viagra, the unspeakable distress of men.

Add in the fact that his wife Guan Xiaoya is cheating on him, and the logic is surprisingly smooth!

Well, that's not right. Although Wen Yao had a smile on her face, she still felt that her novel couldn't be so obscene. Jiang Yue must have other hidden illnesses.

What medicine needs to be taken late at night?

Stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets?

No, it looks like it's boxed.

Quick-acting heart pills?

He probably... doesn't need it.

Just as Jiang Yue glanced at her and signaled her to leave quickly, she suddenly remembered: sleeping pills!

The time, the medicine bottle, and the red wine in Jiang Yue's hand all indicate that the medicine is most likely a sleeping pill.

Jiang Yue is not the kind of person who drinks alcohol in the middle of the night. He drinks red wine because it can help him sleep.

His current state probably means he just took sleeping pills and is waiting for the medicine to take effect.

Wen Yao looked at him in surprise and asked tentatively, "You...can't sleep?"

Jiang Yue turned around, his face gloomy: "Shut up and disappear in front of me."

Seeing him so angry, Wen Yao was sure that he had taken sleeping pills.

This world is so magical. She never thought that Jiang Yue would suffer from insomnia.

On second thought, this is quite normal:

He was born into a family as a favored child, admired by thousands of people. However, his fate took a sharp turn for the worse after Lu Wan broke off his engagement. In just over a year, he became a drug addict and murderer, and finally met his end.

Then he woke up, knew his identity as the male supporting role, and predicted his fate in advance.

So he began to change.

But later he found that he could not change it, that was his fate.

No matter how hard I try, I can only watch myself go towards destruction step by step...

Under the pressure, he began to suffer from insomnia.

It seems... quite helpless. If it were her, she might have given up long ago.

Wen Yao felt a little sympathetic towards him and couldn't help but suggest, "How about you try reading an English book? This method is quite effective. When I can't sleep, I start yawning after reading for fifteen minutes."

Jiang Yue had no expression at first, but he suddenly laughed in the end. It seemed that the laugh was genuine, not sarcastic.

Then he turned to look at her: "Don't you know that I went to study in the UK in high school? I am probably more familiar with English than Chinese."

After he said this, the lingering smile from before still remained on his face.

Wen Yao stood up, turned her head expressionlessly, left the balcony and went into the bedroom, then slammed the balcony door shut.

She only remembered later that Jiang Yue’s personality was that of an elite, an elite!

He has been brought up with a multilingual education. He not only knows English, but also French and Italian. What was she thinking that she actually let him watch English hypnosis!

It's so embarrassing to reveal your poor academic nature. Look how happily that beast is laughing!

Wen Yao didn't want to talk anymore, so she lay down on the sofa and continued to sleep.

But now, because she was being ridiculed so much, she couldn't sleep.

Forget it, he didn't think much of her anyway, and now that she knew he had insomnia, it wasn't a loss.

Thinking of this, she soon fell asleep again.

When Jiang Yue entered the room, Wen Yao had already fallen asleep for the second time.

His sleeping position is very strange, with his legs spread out.