I was confused just now, but now I am sober and clear.

His eyes fell on Rong Yi's thin lips, which were also bright red, and Ming Yulong turned his head away in embarrassment, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he was regretting what he had just done.

But Rong Yi would not give her a chance to escape again, her slender fingers grasped her delicate and small chin, forcing her eyes to intersect with his, and asked slowly:

"Now, do you know the way?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, but it was so serious, his expression was fixed on her face, tightly locked on her face, as if he was looking at the most precious thing in the world, and the gentle light rippled in his blue sea.

There was still a beautiful atmosphere in the air.

Ming Yulong's fingers were as white as shallots clenched together, and his heart was tangled like a mess.

She had a nightmare last night, and everything in the dream made her firm in her mind that she must find a way to travel through time and space.

She is still rejoicing, glad that Rong Yi didn't say anything, she can be at ease, she can pretend that she doesn't know anything, and slowly strangle the budding feelings by relying on the current time and the future space.

But Rong Yi didn't give her this opportunity, and when she just had this idea, she picked out the topic.

Or in such a special way.

Although Ming Yulong has no experience in falling in love, she has never eaten pork and has seen pigs walking.

Modern society is full of all kinds of romance novels, all kinds of emotional idol dramas, all kinds of intoxication, all kinds of indulgences when watching the actors and actresses kissing on TV, plus beautiful backgrounds, moving music, all kinds of wonderful feelings.

But when Rong Yi kissed her, the sensory impact was like a tsunami, instantly overwhelming her imagination worthless.

When his pale and slightly cool lips pressed against her, her brain, her limbs, were completely overwhelmed by the tingling sensation, and her always clear reason was almost broken.

Her feelings for Rong Yi are different.

I don't know where this feeling originates.

And emotional things have never been for a reason. The origin may be a gentle word, or a different encounter, or, just a glance, the seed has been planted.

But it's just a seed.

Rong Yi looked at the girl opposite, her face changed from stunned to slightly surprised, from slightly stunned to slightly stunned, and after the last moment, she lowered her eyes again.

The long eyelashes cast a pale cyan oblique shadow on the face, like a leaf covering the eyes, only a dark ink line, outlining the arc of the eyes, beautiful and graceful.

There were scattered strands of hair on his cheeks, and the white porcelain-like skin was even more flawless, and he reached out to hook up the scattered strands of hair, wrapped them around her ears, and said gently:

"You don't have to dwell on it or use silence to escape. I don't need you to give me an answer now, and you can not give me an answer.

I just want you to know the truth, in front of me, you don't have to pretend, you don't have to escape, no matter what kind of secrets you have, for me, you are just the cunning and cute Ming Yulong in the garden. ”

His voice had regained its usual magnetic tone, and the fingertips were still a little hot as they brushed his cheeks.

But the tone is very peaceful, so peaceful that Ming Yulong can no longer escape this problem.

She shook her fingers and lifted her palm-sized little face

×××××××××

Why did you suddenly say it at this time, there must be a reason, and it will be broken down tomorrow. Good night.