At this moment, even the air froze together. In the dim light, her tears fell down one by one like pearls.

All Lin Shenghuan's grievances erupted at this moment, and her stubbornness was completely crushed by his silent care.

It turned out that he still cared about her.

Leng Jinhan's hand that lifted the quilt and stopped in the air, and when he put it down, he felt a soreness. She's crying?

There was a trace of turmoil in his heart, and his face, which was originally cold and rejecting thousands of miles away, was also moved, and his eyes were locked on her crying face.

There was even a moment when he suspected that the scene was just her acting. These tears were meant to soften his heart and abandon him again.

She doesn't do this kind of thing very often.

A trace of sadness flashed in Leng Jinhan's pupils, and in those days when he lost her, his embarrassed figure came to mind, making him not want to get close to her again.

Lin Shenghuan's hands covered his face, allowing tears to roll and soak his fingertips. But she doesn't care anymore, she just wants to vent all the pain in her heart.

"Leng Jinhan, you're a bastard. ”

Lin Shenghuan muttered this sentence out of his mouth, with a hoarse cry. Her eyes were buried in the palms of her hands, which were already wet.

She spoke intermittently, as if to herself and as if she was talking to Leng Jinhan.

"Liar, bastard. ”

Leng Jinhan's originally hesitant steps quickly approached Lin Shenghuan's side, and a pair of big hands took her into his arms.

The delicate body returned to his chest, and all the barriers disappeared at this moment. Even though her fists kept hitting him, he was willing to do it.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Lin Shenghuan was still sobbing, and his cherry-like mouth kept muttering about bastards and liars. But Leng Jinhan hugged her tighter and tighter, and he didn't mind at all when he hit his body.

Leng Jinhan's low and hoarse voice sounded in Lin Shenghuan's ears: "What are you crying about, you dumped me, you have been using me, why are you crying!"

Lin Shenghuan's hand did not wave again, but hugged Leng Jinhan tightly. Her emotions were out of her control.

The words in my heart were about to come out: "Yes, I shouldn't have cried, but I am really sad in my heart these days without you, and it makes me uncomfortable like a needle prick every day." Leng Jinhan, I think I can't live without you, it turns out that I have always loved you. ”

However, when she recognizes her heart, Leng Jinhan will become someone else's groom. Thinking of this, her heart was very heavy, and she had no way to be indifferent.

These days, she always wonders if if there would have been anything to happen if she hadn't left in the first place.

The two hugged each other tightly for a long, long time and never separated, how Lin Shenghuan wished that this moment could stay.

Leng Jinhan's hand dragged Lin Shenghuan's petite face, and his eyes looked at her directly, as if he wanted to see her clearly, clearly.

"You say, you love me?" He was even a little incredulous, Lin Shenghuan had never said the word "love" in front of him, and at this time he was anxious and impetuous, as if something was about to move.

Lin Shenghuan quickly lowered his head, and his ears gradually became red. The body was knocked back into his arms.

I only heard it ringing in my ears, "Ah Sheng, whether what you just said is true or not, I don't want you to take it back." ”

Even if there was only a moment of love for him, he felt content.

Lin Shenghuan's nose suddenly became sour, it turned out that not only was his love so humble, but he also took his feelings so seriously. She even began to wonder if her choice was wrong from the beginning, and whether Leng Jinhan would really be defeated by Shen Qinyuan's secret?

She was in his arms and nodded slightly.

Leng Jinhan wiped the tears from her cheeks with the palm of his hand, and his cold lips were imprinted on her smooth forehead.

"Ah Sheng, don't leave me in the future. ”

Although his eyes were deep, they shone softly at the moment. His fingers dragged her cheeks, his movements gentle as if he were treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Lin Shenghuan looked at the serious eyes, and just wanted to answer, a strange voice sounded around the two: "Grunt, grunt." ”

Her face stiffened slightly, a flush rose on her cheeks, she covered her cheeks with her hands, her gaze escaping from the cold, she just wanted to escape at this moment.

But the other party didn't let her go, a smile rippled at the corner of Leng Jinhan's mouth, and her slender fingers gently scraped the bridge of her small nose.

"What do you want to eat?"

Hearing this, Lin Shenghuan remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Leng Jinhan looked at Lin Shenghuan dotingly, only to see her finger on her forehead, and said coquettishly: "Just steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, sweet and sour tenderloin, fried crayfish." ”

His palm landed on the broken hair on her forehead, interrupting Lin Shenghuan's words.

"I'll do it for you, and you will eat whatever you do. ”

This little woman, tears of pain were flying on her face a second ago, but now she is thinking about eating a full banquet, how can her mood change so quickly.

Lin Shenghuan's little face immediately fell, didn't he ask what he wanted to eat?

In the restaurant, Lin Shenghuan sat on the dining table and chairs and watched Leng Jinhan elegantly cook noodles in the kitchen.

I saw a red chili pepper in his hand, and after a while, it turned into several red circles, and his movements were as familiar as that of a professional chef.

Lin Sheng held his cheeks and was in a good mood.

"Leng Jinhan, why didn't I find you so familiar with the kitchen before. ”

She thought he was a man who never went into the kitchen, and his ten fingers had never been stained with spring water.

Leng Jinhan neatly put the noodles into the boiling water, and the corners of his mouth were set into a smile.

"It's nothing. I used to..."

The memory was opened, and Leng Jinhan remembered the days when he was crammed into a small room. At that time, he was in junior high school and taking care of his sick mother.

In addition to cooking every day, he also has to work in a convenience store to subsidize his family when he has free time in the evening, all of which he will never forget.

Now that he has become a successful person, there are fewer and fewer people to accompany him through that time.

He paused, looked at Lin Shenghuan, and shook his head.

"Let's eat. ”

Lin Shenghuan nodded, knowing that he had just remembered the past, and she also chose not to continue the topic. Since he didn't want to tell himself, she respected him.

"Good. ”

The silver chopsticks stirred back and forth in the white porcelain bowl a few times, and Lin Shenghuan's eyes looked at Leng Jinhan with hesitation.

"Leng Jinhan, that painting. ”

Leng Jinhan quickly interrupted Lin Shenghuan.

"The painting is with me. ”

The originally warm scene became embarrassing again, Lin Shenghuan looked at Leng Jinhan's suddenly sinking face, and felt a little nervous in her heart, she was afraid that Leng Jinhan would misunderstand that she was coming for Lu Yunchi.

Their relationship finally eased somewhat, and she didn't want to become very bad again because of Lu Yunchi. After all, the painting was lost from her, and she has the responsibility and obligation to find it and return it to Shen Qinyuan.

Just when she was in a dilemma, Leng Jinhan's hand held her white and slender neck.

"Ah Sheng, make me happy, I'll give it to you. ”

Leng Jinhan's voice was already magnetic, biting her ear with punishment, and whispered in her ear.

He had bought the painting for her, and now that he was going to get it back, he was going to give it to her for whatever purpose. But just let Lin Shenghuan take it to the Lu family, and he couldn't calm down.

When Leng Jinhan came back from outside, he had already participated in a drinking party, and now there was still a burst of wine smell wafting from his body, and at this moment he was very close to her, so close that as long as Leng Jinhan inhaled and exhaled, he could feel the smell of red wine.

Lin Shenghuan was stunned, her little face was flushed, she stared at the man's eyes like an abyss, and licked her dry lips.

Seeing her small movement, Leng Jinhan's breathing became even heavier.

And Lin Shenghuan inhaled the wine he exhaled, and it seemed that she was also drunk.

The next moment, Leng Jinhan kissed her, and his voice became more and more hoarse and bewitching.

"Ah Sheng, is it okay?"

His voice was like lightning that made her whole body tingle, as if everything was preparing for the cold.

Lin Shenghuan even suspected that this body missed Leng Jinhan more deeply than his heart.

Her acquiescence, her silent pandering made Leng Jinhan's eyes light up.

He wanted her, and he didn't know how many times he had thought about it in the days he had been apart.

It rained overnight, and the room was full of beautiful atmosphere.

This night, Lin Shenghuan was lying under Leng Jinhan's arms, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and the sadness that had been lingering between her eyebrows was also evacuated.

She had a good dream.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Shenghuan found that he was still lying in Leng Jinhan's arms, and remembered the madness of last night, and his little face was red.

She covered her palm-sized face with her hands, but she couldn't help but sneak a peek between her fingers at the man's quiet face as he fell asleep.

This face has haunted many women.

"You're peeking at me sleeping. ”