Chapter 22 Come, I'll Carry You

After coming out of the Cheng family's banquet, she still didn't look back until the car was parked downstairs in her house.

Meng Xing's brows furrowed tightly together, looking at her. She was like this the whole way home, tilting her head sideways to the window, if she had just been looking at the scenery and street lamps that were rushing outside, then now he could be completely sure that she had something on her mind.

He parked the car, got down from his side, and opened the door on her side.

Ye Wan seemed to have come back to her senses at this time, unfastened her seat belt, measured her body, and looked up at Meng Xing, who was quietly looking at her, there was no light in her amber eyes, lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.

Meng Xing leaned over to help her untie her seat belt, reached out and handed it to her, and made a gentleman's invitation: "Come." ”

Ye Wan put his hand on his, but did not come down immediately, but clenched it tightly, and the cold fingers were close to his warm palm, making him clearly feel the trembling of the fingertips, and his heart pounded.

"Meng Xing, let me ...... Hug it. Yewan's voice was very low, with a shallow nasal voice, and before he could answer, she had already opened her arms, and her small thin arms slid past his waist, tightly encircling his waist, and her cheeks were buried in his chest, breathing heavily, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, then gently pulled her into his arms and didn't speak.

It was the first time he had seen her like this. In addition to the two impressive encounters in his memory, what he remembered most about her was the girl who lost the key in the corridor that day and couldn't enter the house, her amber eyes flashed with a faint and clear light, looking at you quietly, but it could make you want to hug her into her arms. He felt that she was very similar to the stray cat on the street corner, not because of the same circumstances, but because of their similar eyes, as if they could deal with adversity calmly and calmly no matter what kind of adversity they were in.

But that she is not the same as she is now.

Ye Wan hugged him for a while, and when her mood calmed down, she finally let him go, closed her eyes, and tried to smile when she opened it again, looking at Meng Xing: "Go up, right?" ”

Meng Xing looked at her and smiled, paused, held her little hand with his right hand, helped her down from the car, and said in a deep voice: "Don't laugh." "He was distressed.

Ye Wan's eyes moved, and she looked at him cautiously twice, making sure that he was not angry, so she boldly took his hand, and her complicated thoughts were no longer hidden, and she lowered her head all the way, and neither of them spoke. When she got into the hallway, the light on the first floor was broken, and she almost tripped over the steps.

Fortunately, Meng Xing pulled her, and with one hand, he pulled her directly into his arms.

In the dim corridor, Ye Wan subconsciously felt a strong sense of unease, and raised her hand to push him away.

But he wouldn't let go.

Ye Wan looked up, and through the light through the gap between the stairs, she saw the deep love in his eyes, and apologies came up.

Meng Xing...... "She just wanted to speak, but he didn't let her continue.

"Fifth floor, one hundred and one steps," Meng Xing said, with inconspicuous fluctuations in his voice, a bit like laughing, which gave his deep voice a touch of tenderness that could be called tenderness, "Come, I'll carry you." After he finished speaking, he lowered himself in Yewan's surprised gaze, patted his back, and motioned for her to come up.

Ye Wan looked at him with a pair of eyes to see, and asked in a daze, "You want to carry me?" ”

Meng Xing nodded, and his tone was natural: "It's not that I haven't memorized it." ”

Ye Wan instantly thought of the last time she was drunk, and he also carried himself on his back like this. But this is different, she was drunk last time and couldn't do anything, but this time, both of them were very sober......

Meng Xing waited for her for a while, but saw her standing there with her head down, without any movement, she simply reached out and grabbed her wrist, put a camel on her back, and chuckled in a low voice: "Let's go." ”

Yewan exclaimed, lay on his back, and didn't dare to move for a long time. Her legs rested on either side of his waist, clamped a little tightly to prevent them from falling, and her hands wrapped around his neck, and as he moved, her fingers could touch his delicate collarbone.

As if she had been electrocuted, Ye Wan immediately clasped her two hands together, and even controlled the amplitude of the shaking so as not to touch him.

Meng Xing didn't pay attention at first, and when he felt that her hand around his neck seemed to be a little stiff, he couldn't help but laugh: "It's all boyfriend and girlfriend, and they're still so restrained, so what should I do in the future?" There was obvious ridicule in the nice voice.

Of course Ye Wan heard it, her thinking couldn't keep up with her brain, and after thinking about it, she realized that what he said had "no deep meaning", she immediately blushed, raised her hand and pinched his ear: "You pervert!" ”

Meng Xing chuckled and shook his head: "Did I say anything?" As he spoke, he moved his body to make her look like her back was unstable.

Ye Wan hurriedly put her hands together and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, but the chagrin that he had just provoked had not subsided, and she couldn't spare her hands, so she simply leaned down and gently bit his ear, and sure enough, she felt that the body of the person carrying her under her back tightened, and she couldn't help but smile proudly.

Meng Xing's voice was obviously a little low, with a hint of nervousness: "Don't make trouble." ”

It was rare for Ye Wan to see him like this, and she was even bolder, so she simply attached it to his ear, deliberately sighed, and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly carry me up?" ”

Meng Xing tilted his head and glanced at her: "I'm afraid that someone will trip again." ”

Ye Wan pursed her lips: "Who is the little fool." As he spoke, he touched his fingers restlessly, and simply circled around his collarbone, expecting his shy appearance.

Who knew that Meng Xing suddenly stopped, lowered his body, put her down, and then grabbed her wrist with one hand, took her directly into his arms, lifted her chin to his lips, and bit it lightly: "Not only a little fool, but also a little trickster." ”

Ye Wan also smiled, and put her hands on his neck, meeting his kiss. Between her lips and teeth, she suddenly felt a little sad, unable to speak, and her nose was a little sour.

Of course, Meng Xing felt it, and politely stepped back, looking at her fixedly, but did not speak.

"I'm ......" Yewan lowered her head, not knowing how to speak. To be honest, this relationship is so delicate that even she doesn't know what's wrong with her. It was just a completely impossible conjecture, but like a seed, it was deeply rooted in her heart and made her restless.

She didn't know how to explain the feeling to him.

"Go back," Meng Xing pulled the hair from the side of her face behind her ear, and his voice was quiet, reassuring, "good night." ”

Only then did Ye Wan notice that the two of them had arrived at the door. Then she raised her head, met his gentle eyes, her heart was warm, stood on tiptoe, and lightly imprinted on his lips: "Good night." ”

Meng Mingmu sent her into the door, then walked into his room, glanced at the time, and raised his hand to call Xiao Ran.

"Hello?" Xiao Ran's side was very quiet, there was the sound of gurgling water, I don't know where it was.

"Xiao Ran," Meng Xing went straight to the point, "Where is the lead singer of DarkLight, the one named Zheng Ye, now?" ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and for a long time, he heard Xiao Ran's voice: "Why did you suddenly ask this?" ”

Meng Xing paused for a moment, thinking of the person who was on his back tonight, teasing and biting his ear, and his voice was imperceptibly hoarse: "...... In order to carry her all the time, go down. ”