Through the large glass window, Bai Yibei saw a soft, orange light.

Over the years, he has been like a rootless weed, helpless and unpitied. In England, he had a luxurious residence, but it wasn't home, it was just an ice cellar that could freeze people to death. Every time he went back, he was greeted by a black and cold color.

In the dark night, no one waited for him, and no one lit a lamp for him. Therefore, he did not have a trace of longing for "going home".

But now, this dim light is like a warm sun in the dark, straight into the heart.

In the living room, in addition to the wall lamp, there was also a standing table lamp, and Cheng Luoling slept in the big sofa under the lamp.

He changed his slippers and walked over, without making a sound, propped one arm on the back of the sofa, and slowly sat down on the edge of the sofa, looking at her quietly.

Her sleeping appearance is not ladylike at all. With his back facing the sky, one leg hunched over the back of the sofa, the other leg stretched straight. It's just that the two legs are not elegantly arranged, but the two arms are not good. One was pressed under his head, and the other was clutching a pillow as if it had long legs and ran away.

The sleeping appearance is indecent, but the sleeping face is extremely cute. I don't know what kind of dreams I'm dreaming, but I always have a smile on my face. This smile is getting thicker and thicker, thicker and thicker, and they all laugh out loud.

Her smile made his well-defined mouth bend uncontrollably.

"You dance again? Why don't you jump anymore? I think I'm majestic, and the famous Cheng Nuxia won't be able to handle you? "That tone, it's so unpleasant.

He was a little stunned, thinking she was awake. But if you look closely, you still look asleep. He couldn't help laughing, and he was talking in his sleep for a long time. It's just that he doesn't know who this majestic Cheng Nuxia is competing with in his dream.

She moved, and there was no smile on her face, only to see her frowning and sorrowful.

"NN, can anyone tell me how to kill this fish?" continued to whisper.

Bai Yibei laughed again. It turns out that this famous Cheng Nuxia is dueling with a fish, what kind of wonderful mermaid battle should it be?

Cheng Luoling squirmed again, and the pillow fell to the ground. This made Bai Yibei see the dense injuries on her hands and arms at a glance.

The thin knife wounds must have been left when the fish was killed, right? The round burns are the result of the fish frying, right?

"I don't know how to make fish, and I've never made fish," she told him. Because of this, at noon today, he deliberately proposed to eat sweet and sour fish.

He didn't mean a word, a sentence that he had forgotten, but this girl did it with her heart.

After his mother died, his brother bullied, his stepmother framed him, and his father treated him coldly, shouting and scolding him constantly. When he was a child, he was a child who had no one to care about, and when he was older, he didn't need to crave any more attention.

It's not that he's been cold and unapproachable since he was a child, it's just that he's seen too many false and vicious things that he can't help but be indifferent.

He has no sunshine in his heart, and he doesn't know what warmth is, he doesn't like to talk much, and he doesn't want to pay easily, let alone expect to get the warmth of others.

Therefore, he is accustomed to it, and he also thinks that his psychological journey and life path should be cold and icy, and it should be cold all the way and ice all the way.

Just now...... Quietly looking down at Cheng Luoling, who was sleepy, his heart warmed a little.

"Uncle, @#$#%^&*#$^@&*$^$%#&*"

Cheng Luoling, who was in her sleep, was not in a hurry, and muttered a lot, Bai Yibei didn't hear a word clearly, only heard the title of "uncle" clearly.

Uncle again? He's really that old, and she seems to have a lot of fun calling him uncle. He was displeased, and the punishment seemed to be twisting her nose with his hand. He didn't exert any force, but she was awakened anyway.

She looked at him sleepily, closed her eyes again, and muttered:

"You're back, I'm waiting for you to eat. ”

A common greeting: You're back?

An ordinary wait: I'm waiting for you to eat.

Bai Yibei's heart was warmer than the sun in an instant.

No one had ever washed his clothes or cooked for him. But this girl, no matter how tired she is, will wash her clothes and cook her meals properly.

No one ever cared about his joys and sorrows. But this girl, as long as she sees him frowning slightly, she will tell jokes and make grimaces to make him happy.

Never experienced the exhaustion of his late night return. But this girl turned on a lamp for him in the middle of the night.

No one has ever waited for him for a night and asked him a phrase "Are you back?" to say "I'm waiting for you to eat." ”

Never............

Sometimes, you like a song, not necessarily because of how beautiful it is, but because it tugs at your heartstrings.

Sometimes, it doesn't have to be touching words to move a person. With care, even bland words can make people move.

Suddenly, Cheng Luoling's eyes widened, and after blinking a few times, when he was sure that the handsome face in front of him was not an illusion, the whole person became hot, and his heartbeat was uncontrollable.

She was in a hurry and wanted to sit upright. Unexpectedly, she got up suddenly, and slammed her head on Bai Yibei's chest, and due to inertia, her body instantly leaned straight back.

Bai Yibei, out of instinct, stretched out his hand and hugged her.

The room was quiet, his hand did not let go, and she did not move.

She looked at his face quietly, with a broad forehead, thick black eyebrows, and a pair of dark eyes, staring at her with an uncertain emotion. Looking further down, his nose is straight and his lips are thin.

The soft light helped him shed the coat of "indifference" on his body. However, he couldn't erase the melancholy on the corner of his mouth.

It's a pretty face, pretty almost perfect. On such a perfect face, the indissolvable melancholy is its flaw.

She really wanted to kiss the worry off the corner of his mouth and wipe the blemishes off his face.

She thought she was just thinking that, but who would have thought that her actions and thoughts would go hand in hand.

She didn't kiss deeply, just a dragonfly touched the water. Later, after realizing what he had done, the already crimson cheeks were even more red.

When her lips touched him, he trembled slightly. At the same time, the father's sentence "You can't touch her" instantly slipped through his mind.

If he was sane enough, he should stop there.

It's just that......

Her eyes were as bright as stars, her cheeks were thick and shy, and her gaze was hazy and amorous...... Also, there was the cold, soft feeling on her lips when she touched him just now.

Such a woman made his heart hot, his head clouded, and he lost all consciousness and reason. He lowered his head, pressed his lips up, and kissed hers.

Her lips are more delicate than petals, warmer than the sun, warmer than dewdrops, making him comfortable, making him comfortable, making him reluctant, making him more / kiss deeper and more / indulgent / kiss.

Her mind suddenly became blank, and her heart was like a galloping horse, messy and controlled by law. Her whole body was limp, and she felt like a soft vine, surrounded by his strong and powerful arms. His skin was hot, and his kisses were even hot/furious, as if they were going to melt her, as if they were going to break her to pieces.

She turned into a wisp of smoke, a mist, fluttering, I don't know where I am or where my heart is.

If Bai Yibei's heart moves, it is born in an instant, and this moment will be an indelible eternity for Cheng Luoling.