Ruan Meizhi bent down and picked up the yellowed letter, and couldn't help but wonder a little, when did he stuff this letter? Why wasn't he impressed at all?

He stared at the letter for a long time, and still couldn't remember who wrote it to him, let alone what was written in the letter, but the letter was already yellowed, and it was estimated that it had been some years, and it was not unusual for him not to remember.

Ruan Mei turned the letter to the back in confusion and saw that the glue on the letter had already fallen off, and he couldn't tell if it had been opened, but he never seemed to have seen the letter in his memory.

Because the letter was old and seemed to fall apart at any moment, he carefully took it out and spread it out.

The letter was indeed very old, and many of the handwriting on it had been blurred due to fading, but after Ruan Meizhi read the letter carefully, he was still sure that it was a love letter.

Although the tone of the letter was very subtle, from the roundabout words, Ruan Meizhi, who often deals with words, still keenly smelled the pink smell.

This is a love letter from a girl to him?

Ruan Meizhi smiled and couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that he had also received a girl's love letter.

Of course, this is not the only love letter Ruan Meizhi has ever received, in fact, he was still very popular with girls when he was in junior high school.

Not only in terms of appearance, he has been relatively precocious since he was a child, and among a group of little children, Ruan Meizhi, who is more mature in appearance and behavior, is of course very popular with girls.

He has also received love letters from many girls before, but he usually refuses politely, after going to high school, he has received fewer love letters, and after going to college, he has never received love letters again, and now at first glance when he sees the love letters written to him by others before, he even feels a little nostalgic.

Although Ruan Meizhi has received a lot of love letters before, he has never officially accepted other people's love letters, and he is very sure that he has never seen this love letter, so this letter was probably secretly stuffed into his book, but unfortunately he never opened the book again, so he never found this letter.

However, after many years of dusty sealing, the letter was finally opened by him.

After many years, Ruan Meizhi could not know the mood of the letter writer at that time, but he still couldn't help but sigh for the person who was destined to not get a reply.

After sighing, he continued to look down, and finally finished reading the letter, and at the end of the letter, the man left a time and address.

He subconsciously calculated the time and found that it was eleven years ago, when he was still in high school.

The name of the letter was blurred at the end, and Ruan Meizhi barely recognized it for a while, and finally gave up.

He tucked the letter back into the envelope, and then clipped it back into the book.

Before going to bed, Ruan Meizhi went to read the latest chapter of "The Domineering President Loves Me" again, and then fell asleep satisfied.

When Ruan Meizhi opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually returned to the dining hall.

It was still a familiar scene, a familiar atmosphere, and even the familiar braised pork in front of him.

This qiē is so familiar......

Wait, isn't that the scene at noon?

Ruan Mei subconsciously raised her head and looked out of the dining hall.

Sure enough, the next moment, a figure appeared outside the door of the canteen.

Ying Hanzhi seemed to be just passing by the door of the canteen at first, but when his gaze swept over the inside of the canteen, he suddenly became a figure.

Ruan Meizhi watched Ying Hanzhi's footsteps pause, and then turned around and walked into the door of the dining hall.

Exactly the same as at noon.

Seeing Ying Hanzhi getting closer and closer, Ruan Meizhi paused, but she was no longer as scared as she was at noon.

But when passing by Ruan Meizhi's table, Ying Hanzhi suddenly turned his head.

Between the lightning and flint, the two looked at each other, and Ruan Meizhi suddenly discovered a completely different love from Ying Hanzhi's dark eyes than at noon.

That complex and deep affection......

Just like the dream from before.

Before Ruan Meizhi could react, Ying Hanzhi suddenly spoke.

"Braised pork...... Is it delicious? ”

His voice was slightly low, magnetic, and the end was a little seductive.

At this moment, Ruan Meizhi suddenly understood why there is voice control in this world.

Ruan Mei nodded subconsciously.

Ying Hanzhi looked down at the braised pork on Ruan Meizhi's plate, then looked up at Ruan Meizhi, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "Can I taste it?" ”

Ruan Meizhi was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then pushed the plate in front of her in the direction of Ying Hanzhi.

However, Ying Hanzhi did not take the chopsticks, but pushed the plate away.

Ruan Mei was stunned, and the next moment, he was pulled up by Ying Hanzhi.

Then, he was pressed down on the dining table by Ying Hanzhi.

Before Ruan Meizhi complained that the table was very oily, Ying Hanzhi had already lowered his head and covered his lips.

Ying Hanzhi clasped Ruan Meizhi's chin, then pried open his teeth, and the tip of his tongue drove straight in.

By the time Ruan Meizhi reacted, Ying Hanzhi's tongue had already snatched up wantonly in his mouth, and he couldn't help but be a little dazed, but there was no way to escape.

I don't know how long it took, Ying Hanzhi finally raised his head, and then he said in a low and hoarse voice in Ruan Meizhi's ear, "...... Sure enough, it was delicious. ”

Ruan Meizhi was stunned for a moment, this dream was too clear...... It was so clear that he could even feel the temperature of Ying Hanzhi's breathing, and the heat somewhere under his lower abdomen.

The dream was so real that it creeped him a little.

A hand reached into Ruan Meizhi's clothes and roamed around his body.

Ying Hanzhi's hot fingertips seemed to carry a slight electric current, making his scalp tingle slightly.

Ruan Meizhi wanted to push away, but she didn't have enough strength.

Ying Hanzhi's hand gradually descended, reaching into his pants.

"Wait a minute......

Ruan Meizhi's brain went blank, and she couldn't help but blurt out.

"I've been waiting for a long, long time, and I can't wait any longer......"

Ying Hanzhi said softly.

When Ruan Meizhi woke up, the whole person was even worse.

He lay on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling, and couldn't help but think deeply about life.

Again and again I have this kind of spring dream......

The object of spring dreams is still the same person.

Could it be that he really has any ulterior motives about the president?