Chapter 112: It's like everything never happened

Meng Yankai's eyes drooped, and he was silent, as if he was thinking carefully about his words.

He didn't deny that he cared so much about her.

Physiologically speaking, most of a man can't resist throwing himself into his arms, and the warm fragrant nephrite is in his arms, how many can resist the unwillingness of the ape?

Besides, Nadusch seems to have grown from head to toe in every part of his preferences.

He was originally very annoyed that women were delicate and crooked in front of him, but these things were made by her, and they seemed to be natural. There is no sense of artificiality, even if she is deliberately coquettish with him, but it will only make her more and more vivid and smart, not only does not disgust him, but makes him yearn for it.

Gentle when gentle, wandering when wandering.

Her whispered "Meng Yankai" made his scalp tingle, and he could go with her for anything, and when she couldn't stand it, she wrinkled her nose and squeezed two tears, which made him feel pity.

This calm age was hooked like this by a little woman, which should not have been.

He originally thought that if he got married. You have to find a woman of the same age, at least not too much, who has the same field, who is relatively mature, sensible and does not toss, lives a peaceful life, and has nothing to do.

Dusch is basically the opposite of his preconceived image.

is such a person, and he broke into his life with a secret, and he accepted it if he didn't want to accept it, and he didn't want to care but he cared about it.

He had to take a step back. We want to keep this kind of care at an appropriate level, and we can't tie our hands and feet because of this "care", delay the decision, and cause things to develop in an unpredictable direction.

But he found that there seemed to be signs that something had backfired.

Meng Yankai found that he couldn't think about it anymore, the more so, the easier it was to shake his determination.

It's just that I care.

……

Meng Yankai and Shen Pingyue sat in that bar for most of the night.

When they parted, Shen Pingyue asked him where he was going.

Meng Yankai said, "Go back." “

Shen Pingyue looked at him thoughtfully, and Meng Yankai immediately added: "Go back and change your clothes." “

At the end of July, the north city was whitened before five o'clock, and the city was silent, with elevated interchanges winding through it, and the reinforced concrete buildings were shrouded in a layer of gray tones.

On the road, Meng Yan stepped on the accelerator deeply, opened the window all the way, the wind blew fiercely with the speed of the car, and the morning wind was a little cool

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