He Yan could even clearly smell the good aroma emanating from Cheng Qiao's body after bathing, his throat moved, and he replied hoarsely: "I'm tight...... Nervous about what?"

After realizing that Cheng Qiao also realized that she was too close to him at this time, it was very inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to get along with each other at such a distance, so she hurriedly moved a big step to the side, pulling the distance between the two to a safe place where she thought she could talk.

"Well, if what you say is true...... Then tell me, why haven't you come to me for so long?"

The fragrance faded away, and He Yan's eyes revealed undisguised disappointment, and he replied to her without thinking: "I didn't do what I promised you...... I don't have the face to see you!"

Cheng Qiao turned his head, and his disdainful gaze shot at the other party like a sharp sword: "You still know! Then why are you coming to me now?"

He Yan looked back at her without evasion, and said quite aggrievedly: "But I miss you, I can't control myself......"

Cheng Qiao didn't expect He Yan to say this suddenly, so he could only stare at him dryly, was silent for a moment, turned his head and snorted: "Rhetoric!"

He Yan was a little anxious, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, explaining, "No...... Qiaoqiao, I think about you every day. When I get up, when I work, when I go home, in my sleep...... I've been calling you, but I've never gotten through......"

"Qiaoqiao, you're too ruthless......" He Yan buried his head in her shoulder and muttered lowly.

"Let go of me. Cheng Qiao keenly felt that the body holding him was extremely hot. Surrounded by the familiar masculine atmosphere, her heart was a little shaken, but she remembered the humiliation she had suffered, and suddenly she was unwilling to forgive him like this.

struggled to push He Yan away, but the arm that trapped him tightened tighter.

He Yan raised his head and stared at her, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "No, Qiaoqiao...... Don't move, just for a moment, let me hug you. Just a little bit. ”

Cheng Qiao had never seen him breathe so low, his waving hand stopped in mid-air, biting his lip and raising his head to look at him.

He Yan lowered his head abruptly, and his lips touched Cheng Qiao's cheek just right.

The warm touch on his face made Cheng Qiao's eyes widen, and his tightly bitten lips in surprise also loosened. He Yan took the opportunity to kiss it, licked her flexible tongue around her teeth, and successfully pried open the level and went deep into it.

"Hmm......" Cheng Qiao's face involuntarily stepped back, and his two hands desperately patted He Yan's shoulders and back, trying to make him let go of himself.

He Yan was a little painful, his hand loosened, and Cheng Qiao's body lost support and fell directly back on the sofa.

He Yan, who hadn't eaten the meat scraps, was unwilling to immediately press on her.

The two of them stared at each other again.

Cheng Qiao said angrily: "Go down." ”

Raising his hand to push him away, this time He Yan already had experience, relying on the advantage of his body to subdue her two dishonest hands, and pressed the two legs under her body to lock her body firmly in her arms and unable to move.

Cheng Qiao only had dry eyes.

He Yan completely ignored her feelings, lowered his head and quickly blocked the lips, and sucked greedily.

Cheng Qiao was a little resistant at first, but later under his superb kissing skills, he could only close his eyes and get entangled with him.

When the two separated, Cheng Qiao's eyes were moist and his cheeks were crimson, and he couldn't wait to carry out some kind of discordant movement right away. But he just thought about it in his heart, he had a thief's heart but no thief's courage, and he did too much, if Qiaoqiao really didn't give him a chance, wouldn't it backfire?

Unwillingly, he held Cheng Qiao in his arms, rubbed his chin on the top of her head, and could smell the faint fragrance of camellia in his hair.

"Bastard!" Cheng Qiao finally remembered to settle old accounts, raised his hand, and slapped He Yan on the shoulder.

He Yan was in pain, his body trembled, and he replied, "Okay, He Yan is a bastard!"

"Nasty!" Cheng Qiao continued to shoot again, but his movements were much gentler than just now.

"Well, Cheng Qiao hates He Yan!" He Yan said as if he were a repeater.

“……”

No matter what Ren Chengqiao said, He Yan replied like this, and even she felt bored after singing the one-man show, as if she was making trouble unreasonably alone. In the end, he could only quietly lean on He Yan's arms and pillowed his head on his arm.

Seeing her quiet, He Yan gently stroked her back: "Not angry?"

Cheng Qiao's heart was much calmer, but there was still a breath that He Yan's mother would never forget. After thinking for a while, he still asked, "Where is your mother...... How are you going to solve it?"

He Yan thought about it, and did not answer Cheng Qiao's question immediately, but let out a long breath before saying: "Originally, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, but you are not an outsider, so I will say it directly." Oh my mother...... I don't think you need to mind her at all!......" He Yan pointed to his head, "She has a problem here...... It's not like ordinary people!"

"Poof! You just say that she is brain-dead!" Cheng Qiao was amused by his movements, smiled, and gently pushed He Yan's chest with his elbow, "Hey, are you talking about your own mother like that?"

"I suspect that I am not her own!" He Yan exaggeratedly exclaimed, "I only thought she had princess disease before, but it was only recently discovered that she not only had a bad brain, but also blind eyes. So ......"

"So what?" Cheng Qiao squinted at him, waiting for the following.

"We just need to be happy and happy together, as for my mom to ignore it. What's the point of settling with someone with a brain problem?" He Yan replied as a matter of course.

"You can make up stories. Cheng Qiao's face straightened, feeling that things were not as simple as He Yan said.

"What am I lying to you for? You don't know, when you weren't there, she tricked me into going on a blind date......" He Yan's words just began, and was interrupted by Cheng Qiao in a loud voice: "What, you still dare to go on a blind date!"

He Yan hurriedly reassured her: "Blind date or anything is not the point! The point is that she wanted to introduce me to some famous daughter, but her brain was not good and she was blind, so she found a young model who was a middle-aged uncle's goddaughter.

What He Yan said was so bizarre that Cheng Qiao didn't believe half a word, and he crossed his waist and was about to get angry.

Seeing this, He Yan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, "If you don't believe me, you can call your good friend Wu Xiaoya immediately." As soon as I went in that day, I saw that the situation was not right, but I immediately withdrew, and it happened that I met her eating with her colleagues, and Wu Xiaoya could testify to me......"

Cheng Qiao took the phone and didn't look at it, but directly stuffed it back into He Yan's pocket, and rolled his eyes: "What is Xiaoya doing in the middle of the night when you have nothing to do to disturb Xiaoya?"

In her heart, she thought with suspicion: If He Yan's words are true, that mother is really a pit son! The image of the unattainable noble lady that was originally erected in her heart collapsed into a bright-looking brain-dead image in an instant, and the resentment buried in her chest also dissipated a lot, and she was more sympathetic to He Yan.

"So you don't have to pay attention to what she said to you, just let it go!

Cheng Qiao stretched out his hand and patted him on the cheek, then turned his back to him and said, "You beg me!"

He Yan immediately got up and squatted in front of Cheng Qiao, stretched out his palm and stretched out his hand to her, and pleaded pitifully: "Qiaoqiao, let's make peace!

Cheng Qiao slapped his palm: "Get up, do you think you are a beggar?"

"Will you forgive me?" He Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Cheng Qiao just stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

He Yan held his breath and didn't dare to come out, staring at her eyes in a daze, for fear of missing the slightest hint.

After a while, Cheng Qiao nodded slightly.

He Yanteng stood up, grinned, and beat her up as if she had taken a stimulant, and hugged her in circles around the room. felt full of strength and needed to vent, so she grabbed Cheng Qiao and walked out of the door, so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed his neck.

He Yan ran around the old locust tree in the patio, learning wolf howl as he ran.

Fortunately, it is in the old house, and there are no people in the desert, otherwise it would not scare people to death if there is such a big movement.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that the two went back to sleep. He Yanlai didn't leave Cheng Qiao's bedroom, but he was still evicted, so he had to go to the guest room to sleep.

The next day, it was dawning, and while Cheng Qiao was still asleep, she quietly slipped into her bedroom and stole a few fragrant kisses before reluctantly turning away.

Probably because the knot in his heart was suddenly untied, He Yan, who had not slept for a few hours, rushed back to the provincial capital to go to work in He's as if he had just been fully charged, and his face was not gloomy as before, and there was a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds.

Cheng Qiao was woken up by the mobile phone alarm clock, got up and rubbed his confused eyes, picked up the phone and looked at it, and found that there was a text message prompt.

When I opened it, it was He Yan who sent it: I went to work. Wait for me to come back.

Flipping through the address book again, He Yan's number has been released from the small black room.

"He Yan, this bastard, actually dares to secretly touch my mobile phone while I am asleep!" Cheng Qiao shouted with some annoyance while sitting on the bed. After a while, he said to himself, "Forget it." Since they are reconciled, it's not interesting to lock him up in the little black room, so forgive him this time!"

After getting up and washing, Cheng Qiao went directly to the backyard to visit her cherry trees. Unwrapping the white film that wrapped around the roots, she was delighted to find that the truncated part had grown more than an inch long with dark brown roots.

"This ...... It should be completely alive, right?" Cheng Qiao said, and went to the puddle to bring back a bucket of spiritual spring water and poured it on the newly grown roots, and then restored the white film in the same way as before.

After doing a qiē, she was already sweating profusely, raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and muttered: "According to this growth, it should be able to be planted in a few days......, right?