Returning home after a more than a month of absence, he should have been happy, but Lei Zhan found that the atmosphere inside and outside was different.

The furniture hasn't changed, the environment hasn't changed, and the people haven't changed. Leng Xiaomei is still in that clothes, that kind of demeanor, and a wind-like posture.

Seeing her smile at herself, Lei Zhan couldn't help but come to her and squatted down, looking at her fixedly for a long time. Against the backdrop of his strong physique, her graceful figure is even more petite and slender.

Leng Xiaomei looked back at him and smiled playfully, "What?" Don't know me anymore? ”

Before she finished speaking, Lei Zhan's half-kneeling figure shook forward, and she was already holding her whole person in his arms. A thick male aura surrounded her, the back of her head was controlled by a large hand and could not retreat, her chin was provoked by him, and a pair of warm and fiery lips imprinted on hers.

His kisses were hot and domineering, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking and tasting her lips without being satisfied, and his restless tongue gently pried open her mouth, and involuntarily drilled into her mouth and entangled with her......

After a long time, he reluctantly let go of her, and pecked at her red and swollen lips that he sucked again.

He knew something was wrong!

It's not a good environment, and neither are the people who live in it!

There is affection after a long absence. The reunion of people should be enthusiastic, but she ...... It seems to be a little cold.

"Meimei, did you miss me?" He sat on the ground against the pillar under the porch, took her by his lap, and then hugged her tightly, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes." Leng Xiaomei fell into his arms and replied very simply.

She never hid her affection for him.

"How much do you want?" The two snuggled tightly, and his hand around her back played with her jet-black and smooth hair. Gaze at the swings in the backyard that are swaying slightly in the wind. Lei Zhan's eyes were deep and inexplicable, but his tone was like that of a willful little boy.

“…… I often think about it when I have time. Leng Xiaomei thought for a long time before answering.

She was busy practicing secretly, and when she thought about him, she was worried that he would return early, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.

Lei Zhan waited patiently for a long time, but only waited for such an answer. I couldn't help but hug her tighter, and then let go of her, looking at her with complicated eyes.

"Why? You don't like me anymore? Perhaps, you still blame me? Before, it was just from the way she looked at him. can make him feel that restrained, shallow and sweet affection.

But today. She is only obedient, but the excitement and excitement for him in the past is gone!

Judging from the information he received, there was nothing unusual about her life. So, what was it that made her mind change? For example, this intimate posture now. In the past, she pretended to rub and rub. I rubbed myself on his leg. Then implement the hook. Lead him to the big plan.

The change was so obvious that he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Leng Xiaomei glanced at him twice, and suddenly smiled shallowly. Lower your eyes. Struggling out of his arms, he returned to his position and slowly poured him a cup of tea.

"Your sense of touch is so sharp! Come, have a cup of tea first, and listen to me talk to you slowly. ”

Still talking slowly? Lei Zhan felt a sulk in his heart, but he had to sit down patiently. took the tea she handed and held her hand, wanting to see her reaction.

As a result, she just smiled indifferently, withdrew her little hand and continued to make tea.

Lei Zhan is even more depressed! How could his eyebrows ever treat him so incomprehensibly?

Kissing has always been his eagerness to get close to her, but not to be outdone, it was her head to move her hands and feet. He has affection for her, she is interested in him, and the intimacy between the two cannot be talked about who is active and who is passive, anyway, the two get along very naturally and harmoniously.

But now, her actions have given him a sense of crisis! Like, she doesn't love him anymore!

Just because a man can't have a relationship with his children doesn't mean that he can watch the woman he likes get farther and farther away from him.

Lei Zhan silently took a sip of tea, and said calmly, "Say, what happened?" ”

"I've been getting better and better lately, and somehow, my six senses have faded. Maybe I know too many things, so it's what I am now. Leng Xiaomei said.

She's right!

Whether it is practicing white witchcraft, black witchcraft, or other magic, the more your skills increase, the weaker your emotions will be.

The so-called noble character of a reclusive master who is indifferent to fame and fortune is actually an attitude that naturally reveals because he sees through that money, wealth, and power are things outside the body, and understands that they are an illusion that cannot be brought away by life or taken away by death.

To put it bluntly, because I see through it, I am indifferent.

She can accept his kisses and all kinds of affectionate behaviors now because her affection for him is still there, but not as strong as before.

Lei Zhan listened, but there was no reaction, just silently, or was it numb? Drinking three cups of tea she brewed in a row, no one spoke.

The two sat quietly for a while, and suddenly, Lei Zhan chuckled.

Leng Xiaomei, who was brewing tea, was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him inexplicably.

But when he got up, he returned to the hall without saying a word, and took out the gift he had specially brought her.

Leng Xiaomei quietly watched him sit down in front of him.

Meeting her gaze, Lei Zhan's resolute facial features slowly bloomed into a gentle smile, and he gave her the gift in his arms.

"I'll give you, eyebrows. We realize that I haven't given you flowers yet! ”

Originally, he planned to surprise her as soon as he came back, but before he entered the house, he noticed something strange at home. I was anxious for a while, and put the flowers on the table in the living room.

Leng Xiaomei held the beautifully packaged flowers, the fiery red roses, burning her heart lake as calm as backwater like a ball of flames. The fragrance of roses came to the tip of her nose, and the fragrance of the flowers was strong but not turbid, and a little surprise slowly opened in her heart.

"Do you like it?" Seeing that she couldn't take her eyes off the flowers, Lei Zhan's eyes softened, and he asked with a smile on his lips.

Leng Xiaomei nodded, a hint of joy jumped on his face, "I like it!" ”

In her life, she has received flowers three times.

For the first time, I forgot who sent it, but I only remembered what the dog's tail looked like; The second time was given by Wang Hu, and for her, the bouquet of alocasia symbolized friendship; And today's bouquet is what she has been looking forward to in the first half of her life, a bouquet of roses symbolizing love from a man who loves her.

After smelling the fragrance of flowers, Leng Xiaomei raised his eyes to look at him, and his mood was a little complicated.

It would be nice if this man had come before she stepped into the Warlock's Way! What was she doing with him at that time? It seems to be playing a trick of finding ballast.

"What do you think?" Seeing her staring at herself intently, Lei Zhan asked with a smile

Leng Xiaomei sighed, "I was thinking, it would be nice if you could come earlier." ”

Lei Zhan smiled, he didn't understand what she meant, he just thought it was the emotion of an ordinary girl. (To be continued......)