Chapter Twenty-Five: Ten Fingers Entwined with You

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Wan subconsciously paused, her nose was sour, she didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would hear that something was wrong, so she only responded softly: "Hmm." ”

Meng Xing's voice seemed to pause, and he simply asked her how she was doing at ST today, whether Ren Jiajia had trouble her, and so on.

Ye Wan listened to his voice and didn't dare to speak for a long time. She didn't dare to see him at this time, for fear that he would ask her what was going on with her swollen eyes, but in fact, she had already impulsively wanted to find him immediately and throw herself into his arms, even if he didn't say a word, just hugged each other.

The place where her left hand was burned hurt a little, she took the phone, cautiously walked to the kitchen, put her hand under the faucet and flushed it for a while.

"Yewan?" Meng Xing's voice came in a low voice, and the worried tone, Ye Wan listened, and she could imagine his eyebrows frowning slightly.

"Well, I'm listening." She answered, and sniffed. The clothes were thinly dressed, and he had a fever, and his hands were cold from the water, and the cold would soon get worse if he continued like this.

Meng Xing obviously heard her nasal voice as well, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you?" ”

Yewan paused for a moment before saying, "In ...... Family. ”

Meng Xing breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his tone: "Come here, open the door." ”

Ye Wan was stunned for a moment, put the faucet off, stepped on the slippers and walked to the door, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she saw the person standing at the door.

I don't know how long he had been standing here, he was standing alone in the hallway, wearing dark clothes, and his whole person almost blended in with the darkness.

Ye Wan hung up the phone, put the phone in her pocket, reached out to probe the temperature of his fingers, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Why don't you knock on the door?" Or tell me early, I'll go to your house to find you? ”

Seeing her like this, Meng Xing could only fold her two hands together and put them in his palm, with a smile between his eyebrows, feeling that her left hand was as cold as ice, and his brows immediately wrinkled: "Still talking about me?" ”

Ye Wan's left hand was still burning in pain, and she immediately broke it out of his hand: "Don't move, this hand has just been scalded by water, and it just washed cold water for a long time, and it still hurts." ”

Because she felt that the gaze above her head was getting heavier and heavier, and her voice was getting quieter and quieter, and finally she bit her lip and didn't dare to look at him again.

Meng Xing pinched her wrist and dragged her into his house.

There were spare candles lit in the living room, a warm yellow light, not as bright as the fluorescent lamp, but it was a special kind of fun - if it wasn't for the power outage but for a candlelit dinner.

Yewan was taken all the way to the kitchen by him, and he turned on the faucet, turning down the water flow, and then holding her hand and putting it on. Above was her hand, and below, his hand was drenched with water all the time.

Ye Wan tugged at his sleeve: "You retract your hand ......"

Meng Xing glanced at her, and while taking her hand back, he also pulled her hand back, took the person to the sofa to sit, and said, "Sit still, find you a medical kit." ”

Ye Wan nodded, her left hand was cold, and as soon as she touched it with her right hand, she couldn't help but itch her nose and sneezed.

Meng Xing came out at this time, took a hand warmer, put a towel, and put it under her hand: "Hold it, put your right hand up." ”

Ye Wan did so one by one, looking at him quietly. The candlelight fell on his face, flickering and dimming, but it still made her see clearly the concern in his black eyes.

"Does it hurt?" He carefully applied the ointment to her, and before she could speak, he already frowned. It definitely hurts.

Ye Wan couldn't help laughing, her right hand moved, and touched his eyebrows: "It doesn't hurt, it's cool, it's very comfortable." ”

Meng Xing glanced at her, didn't speak, and the look in his eyes was cold, obviously not believing.

Ye Wan looked at him with a smile, and suddenly felt that this person was interesting, he looked cold like a born fairy before, and when he really got along, he still didn't talk much, but it made people feel more and more cute.

Yewan waited for him to patiently apply the ointment to the part where he was injured and burned, and put away the medicine box, before putting the hand warmer on his lap, spreading his hands, and making a gesture of begging for a hug.

Meng Xing looked at her helplessly: "You can hold it, don't rub the wound on your hand." ”

Yewan nodded obediently, and the moment he walked up, she hugged his waist vigorously. He bent over cooperatively, allowing her to bury her head in his chest.

Ye Wan smiled softly, his breath was full of his unique taste, and he rubbed his chest with enjoyment, and muttered in a low voice, but his voice was a little muffled: "Meng Xing, I like you so much." ”

Meng Xing opened his arms and took her whole person into his arms, his hand just above her head, so he rubbed her lingering light fragrance hair, his fingers embedded in the gaps of her hair, and straightened her from top to bottom, a little distressed. They are all people who don't confess, and today, something must have happened again.

"Got a cold, drink some medicine and sleep?" He asked in a low voice.

Ye Wan nodded, poked her head out of his arms, and frowned subconsciously when she thought that the glass shards in her house had not been cleaned up.

He quickly found out and pressed her hand: "Sleep in my place, there is no electricity at home, it is inconvenient." ”

Ye Wan nodded subconsciously, but when she thought about it, there was no electricity at home, didn't he have electricity here? So she looked at him suspiciously.

Meng Xing compared the candle in his hand: "I have this." He paused, raised his hand to her forehead, and sure enough, he was a little feverish, so he whispered, "I have a cold spirit, you drink and sleep." Don't take a shower tonight to avoid getting cold, and take fever medicine if you feel bad at night. ”

When Ye Wan heard the word "bath", she subconsciously blushed and her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly forced herself to calm down, nodded, and reached out to take the cold spirit over.

As a result, he raised his hand: "I'll rush it for you." ”

So when he handed it to her again, it was a cup of steaming hot medicine.

Ye Wan held the cup in her hand, and suddenly remembered something: "I sleep with you, where do you sleep?" ”

Meng Xing laughed and deliberately lowered his voice: "What, are you afraid of what I will do to you?" ”

Ye Wan coughed dryly, lowered her head to drink the medicine in the cup, and said vaguely, "I didn't have ......"

He smiled, crossed him, took a pillow quilt from the room, and spread it on the sofa: "I sleep here, don't worry, I won't do anything to you." ”

Yewan stuck out her tongue, lowered her head, and dried the cup of medicine in one gulp. The mouth is half bitter and half sweet, in short, it feels weird. Fortunately, Meng Xing was prepared, handed over a piece of chocolate, and immediately covered up the taste in her mouth.

"Alright, let's sleep." Meng Xing led Ye Wan into the room, "The pillows and quilts have just been taken out, and I am outside, and I am called for something." ”

Yewan was pressed all the way to the bed by him, lay down under the gaze of his eyes, and the quilt covered his body, he nodded with satisfaction, and walked out with a candle: "I'll go out first." ”

Yewan nodded, and took his hand but didn't let go.

Seeing this, he thought of the first few times, when the lights in the corridor dimmed, she reacted like a frightened bird, so he looked at her funny: "Afraid of the dark? ”

Yewan looked at him and didn't speak.

"I left the candle for you?" As he spoke, he placed the candlestick on the bedside cabinet and looked at her inquiringly.

Yewan still didn't let go. The quilt covered half of her face, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes outside, blinking at him.

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows, flipped his wrist, clasped her hand in his palm, and looked at her closely, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Do you want me to stay with you?" ”

Ye Wan looked at his close eyes, moved her fingers, and held his hand tighter: "Accompany me." ”

Meng Xing looked at her with burning eyes, and without waiting for her to react, he had already lay down sideways beside her, raised his hand, and held her in his arms through the quilt, and his warm breath fell on her face: "Then I won't leave." ”

Yewan bit her lip and looked at him, her eyes showing some panic.

Meng Xing immediately smiled, raised his hand and covered her eyelids: "Sleep, still have a fever, I'll go out when you fall asleep." ”

Yewan nodded and closed her eyes, but she didn't sleep very peacefully.

Meng Xing interlocked his fingers with the hand she was holding, and hummed softly:

"The white clouds of the green water pond are floating, and the flat boat is rippling in the clouds, embracing you into your arms, humming the little tune of your childhood;

The red glow flies in the sky, the fishing song sings in the ears at night, the ten fingers are intertwined with you, listen to the song of memory......"

A nice voice, humming very low and soft, like a lullaby, but more like a love song. is not as explicit as the last song "Hehuan", but it is more affectionate.

Ye Wan moved her fingers, pulled their clasped hands into the quilt, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Meng woke up and slowly withdrew her hand when she was asleep, and her fingertips gently crossed between her eyebrows, smoothing the folds of her eyebrows, and her eyes were full of distress.

The phone rang just as he picked it up.

"Meng Xing, the person you asked to check last time found out." The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was a little old, but he couldn't hide his excitement, "Zheng Ye, the son of the deceased former boss of the Zheng family, he has a younger brother Zheng Xi, who is now the big boss of the Zheng family." The internal blood relationship of the Zheng family is more complicated, these two are half-brothers, not to mention a few uncles with foreign surnames in the family...... In short, it's a mess! ”

Meng Xing groaned: "Do you know who did the car accident of Zheng Ye two years ago?" ”

"I don't know. At that time, the entire Zheng family was in chaos, and the old man Zheng had just gone, and several people in power were taking over the family property, and those people were ...... Every one of them is suspicious! ”

After hearing this, Meng Xing sighed clearly. The Zheng family has a big business, even if there is no intention of competing for the family property, Zheng Ye's survival is enough to become a threat.

"Thank you, Uncle Yan, please check this." Meng Xing thanked him in a low voice.

Yan Bo laughed and said, "Hey, don't thank me, it's you!" Your dad let you enter the entertainment industry, and after talking about it for so long, why didn't you want to, huh? ”

Meng Xing chuckled: "This is a long story. ”

Yan Bo smiled knowingly: "Hey, what's the long story!" Yan Bo understands! You, like your father, are infatuated! Okay, Uncle Yan won't bother you, you should go to sleep. I'm free to go home and see your dad! ”

Meng Xing also smiled: "Yes, thank you Uncle Yan." He turned around and looked at Yewan, who was sleeping peacefully, with a soft color in his eyes.

Spoony? Maybe it's because I've met the right person.