Chapter 1145: There Are a Pair of Eyes in the Dark, Staring at Her

Gu Chuyan turned and walked forward, vaguely feeling that the eyes were staring at her again.

"What the hell." Gu Chuyan whispered, she quickened her pace, fled from here, and returned to the crowd, that sight had never left her sight.

Wenshui came from Wen'an Pavilion and saw Gu Chuyan reading the script. He poured a cup of coffee and handed it to her, saying, "Sister-in-law, take a break."

"Yeah." Gu Chuyan responded and took the coffee to drink.

But she always felt that the eyes behind her were staring at her, making her back very cold. Gu Chuyan turned around, but there were too many extras and no suspicious people were found.

"Hiss." Gu Chuyan came back to her senses with pain and found that the coffee was spilled on her hands.

Gu Chuyan took a tissue and wiped her hands. Looking at the red fingertips that were burned, she lowered her head and blew them, and a big hand reached out and held her hand.

"Are you worried?" Xiao Mohan's low voice sounded from above her head.

He took a handkerchief, wiped her fingertips, blew softly, motioned someone to bring ice cubes over, applied it to her, and moved a chair to sit beside her.

"Mohan, I always feel like someone is watching, but I can't find anything when I look for it. Do you think I'm overthinking?" Gu Chuyan whispered.

Xiao Mohan's fingertips were stiff, and he raised his silent black eyes and swept behind her.

Wen Shui leaned to one side, and when he saw Xiao Mohan's eyes, he subconsciously turned his head and walked over there. It seemed unintentional, but he and Xiao Mohan had a tacit understanding.

"Are you too tired recently?" Xiao Mohan raised his arm and let her lean on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Do you need to work so hard to squeeze three days of drama into one day?"

"I want to spend more time with you after I'm busy." Gu Chuyan whispered, and suddenly laughed out loud, saying: "Otherwise, you are busy, I am busy, and the relationship between us will fade."

"Between husband and wife, once the relationship fades, it can't go back." Gu Chuyan sighed.

Human affection is inherently weak and needs to be maintained. Once it cools down, it will be interrupted.

"Silly, it won't happen." Xiao Mohan listened, looked down at her, held her hair in his hand, and put his face against her forehead, saying, "You sleep for a while, I'll call you in twenty minutes."

"Okay." Gu Chuyan listened, her eyelids were a little heavy, leaned on his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

The script slipped from her hand, Xiao Mohan reached out to catch it, and flipped through it casually, and found that she actually wrote Xiao Mohan's name on each page, and drew an expression.

"Hehe." Xiao Mohan laughed solemnly and took out the gold pen...

Twenty minutes later, Gu Chuyan woke up, full of energy, and ran forward in a happy mood, integrating into the play.

Xiao Mohan stood up, looking at her confident little face, the figure that was in the play, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and clasped his hands tightly.

"Han, there is really no one." Wen Shui turned back and looked there, but didn't find anyone.

"She is not a sensitive person." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. Gu Chuyan was a veteran, so she still had some vigilance.

For this reason, she felt that someone was watching her, and she was afraid that someone was really watching her.

Wen Shui raised her eyes and looked at the luxurious venue. Gu Chuyan was wearing a red ancient robe, gorgeous and attractive, like the only pearl in the world, attracting everyone's attention.

"Do you believe that this dream exists?" Wen Shui raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

Xiao Mohan was silent, his eyes locked on her figure, but his eyes passed through her, as if looking at a very far place. Since he was sensible, Xiao Mohan had a dream.