At present, Casey didn't know where to put his eyes. He never thought that he could see Izabella's beautiful figure, which was cold and longing. She was wearing a white silk nightgown with lace hem, and her exposed arms were slender and thin, with long hair shawls. Under the dim light, Izabella's eyebrows were slender and her eyes were like water, just like the beauty of the night demon.
Casey gasped, and for a moment he was like a marionette, unable to control his limbs completely. His hands were still on Izabella's slender waist. Now he only felt that his palm was hot and there was a fire burning, and the slightest movement would burn through the whole palm.
Casey was having a heart attack.
But then he found something strange. Izabella seemed to have cried, and her eyes were still red.
"Are you crying?"
Izabella subconsciously touched her face. "I had a nightmare and cried when I woke up."
"What kind of nightmare will make you cry?"
After crying, her voice was hoarse, and Izabella said sullenly, "I dreamed that you forgot me and didn't remember me."
Casey rarely saw Izabella crying. She cried quietly, just like when filming, she secretly transported her emotions in the corner when she was crying.
Her body was trembling, like a newborn cat, and she had no sense of security.
Casey loosened her waist and touched her head. "If I really forget you one day, don't be afraid. I can guarantee that I will definitely fall in love with you when I see you again."
Izabella was stunned and finally raised her head.
Yes, the person who loved her the most in this world was Casey. No matter how long it took, even if he forgot her, he would still be kind to her when he met her again and gave her all the tenderness.
It was like buying her candied haws as a child to coax her not to cry, or the big brother who carried her home, or the fool Ryker who gave her cookies for herself on her twenty-fourth birthday.
Even though she died and changed her body, Casey still recognized her at a glance.
Izabella took a deep breath and tried to stabilize her emotions.
Casey diverted his attention and asked, "Where's Wendy?"
"Well, she went to sleep in the guest room."
When Casey heard this, the stone that had been tight all night finally fell, and the expression of relief on his face showed no cover.
"You don't seem to like me being in the same room as your sister."
"If she is normal and fine, I think she has ulterior motives. She was cold to you before, and now she suddenly sticks to you like a plaster." The nightgown on Izabella's body was definitely given by Wendy. It was a good thing that Izabella didn't sleep in the same room with Wendy tonight.
Wendy came here as a surprise tonight. Why did she suddenly sleep in the guest room? What happened in the middle?
Izabella smelled a smell of vinegar, and her gloomy mood was suddenly swept away.
"It should be 2: 30 in the morning now. You should sleep more, or you will become a rabbit's eye when you get up tomorrow morning."
"Then will you accompany me?" Izabella asked.
"I will accompany you and watch you sleep."
Izabella's eyebrows moved, full of confusion. "Watch me sleep? Won't you sleep? "
Casey shook his head. "I can't sleep in girls' beds." Even if that person was his own sister.
"Then I'll sleep in your room."
"What, you, you sleep in my room?" Casey's face couldn't be seen clearly in the dim light, but Izabella could guess from his stuttering that his face must be red.
"No?"
It was not impossible, but it was a man's nature that he couldn't help thinking, and Izabella was dressed so strangely.
Casey tried to suppress the restless heart and said faintly, "Of course."
"Then let's go." Izabella said to leave, and Casey pulled her back as soon as she walked out of the door.
"Where did you put the clothes you changed?"
"Hanging in the cloakroom."
"I'll get it. Don't move here and don't go out." You can't go out dressed like this. There are cameras outside. What if someone sees you?
Izabella nodded obediently, waiting for Casey to get her clothes. She wore a small white suit today. Casey put a suit coat on her shoulder and took Izabella back to her room after making sure it was all right.
Casey's room looked bigger and more empty than Wendy's bedroom, and it seemed that Casey rarely came back.
Casey lifted the quilt and watched Izabella go to bed. "Is it cold?"
Izabella shook her head. "It's not cold."
Casey didn't go to bed, but sat by the bed and looked down at Izabella. The eyes under her black eyelids were gentle and indifferent, obviously so calm, but Casey couldn't help but sink in at a glance.
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