h4Chapter 167: Chapter 153: Awake? Why Are You Pinching Me/h4

Bao Ye was sleeping soundly, having a dream—though it was not a normal one—he dreamed of being with Jiang Ruan...

Suddenly, the most vulnerable part, his elbow, was pinched hard by someone.

Caught off guard, Bao Ye woke up in pain.

"Hiss."

He opened his eyes abruptly, filled with disbelief. Bao Ye had a habit of getting grumpy when woken up suddenly, and his face was clouded with anger.

He even felt like killing someone.

Just when he was about to lose his temper, he saw the person in his arms blinking at him with curious, tearful eyes, looking at him pitifully and wronged.

She was awake.

All of Bao Ye’s earlier fury evaporated in an instant.

The arm under her neck was already numb, but Bao Ye gritted his teeth and didn’t move her.

His voice was hoarse as he asked her, "Awake? Why did you pinch me?"

Was she taking the opportunity to get back at him?

But she, with tears in her eyes, her lips pouting, muttered a bit confusedly, "Am I dreaming?"

"I think I just saw the living Bao Ye."

"He shouldn’t be a ghost, because he can feel pain."

Jiang Ruan murmured.

Bao Ye chuckled, so she thought she was dreaming and pinched him? That made Bao Ye feel even more heartache for her.

He raised his arm, his muscr arm looking very strong, and joked, "How about pinching me a few more times to make sure?"

"Jiang Ruan, I’m not dead."

Saying this, he looked at her with eyes dark andplex, yet firm, and with a slight smile on his lips.

She was still alive, so how could he dare to die?

If he were to die, then who would look after her in the entertainment industry?

This incident also made Bao Ye realize that if he died, Xu Yun probably wouldn’t even blink.

That woman never had him, her son, in her heart.

She would only me all her misfortunes on him, thinking that his existence was the cause of them.

It was really unreasonable.

And the one who would truly be sad was this woman in his arms.

Bao Ye felt smug inside.

At least it wasn’t in vain to raise her.

Humph.

Then suddenly he heard Jiang Ruan start wailing beside his ear, she hugged his waist and cried on his chest, crying messily like a child.

"Boo hoo Bao Ye I thought you were dead boo hoo..."

"I couldn’t get through to your phone, they said the ne you were on had an ident boo hoo..."

"I was scared to death boo hoo..."

Jiang Ruan broke down crying.

Even though it seemed quite spineless, her dignity was thrown far away.

After all, nothing was more important than him being alive.

Jiang Ruan was still running a fever, crying and coughing, her head ached along with it, and her face was flushed from coughing.

Bao Ye quickly patted her back, he had never seen her like this, as if the sky were falling.

Bao Ye’s heart felt like it was being cut with a knife, feeling heartbroken.

The man’s voice was gentle as he soothed her.

"I’m not dead, I’m living well."

"Don’t cry, be good."

Bao Ye held her and soothed her continuously.

Only then did Jiang Ruan listen to him and her crying quieted down a bit.

After she calmed down a bit, she got up to bring water herself.

Holding the warm water, he gently helped her sit up from the bed: "Drink some water."

"You cried so hard, your throat must be dry."

Jiang Ruan’s throat indeed felt dry, it was already dry, and now she cried so much.

Her eyes were swollen, like a rabbit’s, with messy hair, having no image in front of him.

Jiang Ruan sobbed, sniffed her nose.

With both hands holding the cup with his, she drank a lot of water until she felt morefortable.

"Enough," she said, her voice no longer hoarse.

"Okay."

Bao Ye ced the cup on the table.

Having recovered quite a bit, Jiang Ruan propped herself up on the bed, looked up, and identally saw his fair skincking any clothes. She couldn’t help but widen her eyes and ask, "Why aren’t you wearing clothes?"

She was just focused on crying earlier.

Didn’t notice at all.

Bao Ye returned, and when asked, he teased her: "Old married couple, what’s there not to see?"

Jiang Ruan’s face began to redden, grumbled: "But still have to wear clothes."

"Makes no difference."

Saying this, Bao Ye got into bed, raised his arm and pulled her into his arms.

The twoy down again.

Jiang Ruan pondered that it was not the same.

But wasn’t this a free benefit?

There were still traces of tears at the corner of her eyes, which he noticed, lifting his hand to wipe them away for her.

She didn’t speak, just pursed her lips and looked at him.

Her eyes opened wide, watching him eagerly.

As if afraid he would disappear.

Looking at her, Bao Ye’s eyes couldn’t help but smile, holding her waist in his arms, he felt warm inside, and teased: "What? Still think I’m a ghost?"

"Otherwise, want to pinch me again?"

Saying this, Bao Ye added: "Or I can pinch you, then you’ll know if it’s a dream."

Jiang Ruan, being clever, immediately pouted hearing this: "You’re just taking revenge, aren’t you?"

"How could I."

"Obviously, you are." Jiang Ruan changed the subject, enduring her headache, asked him with grievance: "Why couldn’t I get through to your phone?"

"And couldn’t get through to Chen Nan’s either."

"I called you both so many times, but no one answered."

Bao Ye soothed in a soft voice: "There was a little ident, the phone was snatched and thrown into a pool."

Bao Ye didn’t tell her about the kidnapping incident.

If she knew, she’d certainly have another scare.

Bao Ye knew her nature.

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan immediately became tense: "Were you not hurt? I heard things are quite chaotic over there in South Africa."

Bao Ye said: "It’s alright, it’s all been taken care of."

"What about the embassy, I called them, they couldn’t find your entry information, and you left on the morning of the 18th. I thought you were on that crashed ne, thought you were all dead."

Talking about this, Jiang Ruan’s eyes brimmed with tears, biting her lip to hold them back.

Seeing this, Bao Ye’s heart ached terribly.

Under her gaze, the man lowered his head, his faint lips gradually nearing her face.

He actually kissed her eyes, to be precise, her tears.

A bit salty.

Jiang Ruan instinctively closed her eyes, her eyshes quivering lightly, allowing him to kiss.

While kissing, Bao Ye exined.

"Our trip to South Africa was ssified."

"Only the embassy officials knew about it, the others didn’t."

"Otherwise, if some people found out, the danger to Chen Nan and me would increase many times over, and it would not be conducive for us to work."

Jiang Ruan listened and finally understood.

Shemented with a sigh: "So this was a big misunderstanding."

"One I brought on myself."

"But can’t me me, all these things just happened to connect, your phone got taken and couldn’t get through, and the embassy couldn’t find your entry info, so naturally I thought you had an ident."

Bao Ye kissed away her tears, lifted his head, saw her aggrieved face, and couldn’t help but gently caress her cheek.

His eyes were softer than the light, filled with tenderness: "me me."

"me me for not contacting you with the new phone in time."

Saying this, Bao Ye lowered his head to kiss her lips, "I’m sorry, Jiang Ruan."