Chapter 113: The Tenderness of Covetousness

Can I give you a hug?

Chi Ying.

Can I ask for a reward?

Sister.

I'm not greedy, I just want this one.

I won the game tonight.

But none of it compares to the moment you showed up, which made me more determined in the ring.

Before, wanted to win for yourself. Now, want to win for yourself and for you.

The wind at night was a little cool, blowing the corners of the clothes that were flying and flying, and also blowing the broken hair in front of Ji Mu's forehead.

The two looked at each other silently.

There was no trace of impatience in his eyes, as if he could wait for her to answer until he was old.

Finally, when the fingertips were cold, the person on the other side slowly opened his hands towards Ji Muyi. A sentence rolled out of the corner of his lips. "Then ...... Hug it. ”

Well, give it a hug!

No one could comprehend his excitement at that moment, and his hands trembling at the hem of his trousers.

However, at a distance of five or six meters, Chi Ying didn't know what Ji Muyi represented.

It was the wait that spanned many years, leaving him alone to wait for her day after day for the long years, until she reappeared in her life. Gambling on the glory of a body, every day of the year, my wish is to meet her again.

When the plots that he only dared to think about in his dreams finally came into line with reality, he couldn't believe it, and he was tentatively cautious every time he got along. I'm afraid that she will be like those colorful bubbles, and when she is blown by the wind, she will get farther and farther away from herself.

Finally disappeared.

Tell yourself it's another illusion.

Chi Ying's hands have been open for more than a minute, that young man! was stupid in place, and her cute milky appearance made this beauty who has always been cold take the initiative to approach a person for the first time.

Ay.

An inaudible sigh rang out from the air, moving forward step by step. The sound of the heel falling to the ground made a crisp sound, the man's heart. also jumped wildly with the steady and firm footsteps.

Until the eyes of men and women meet again.

Ji Mu opened his mouth and sighed. only to find that his voice was hoarse.

The initiative was in her hands, and Ji Mu was responsible for unconditional obedience.

He, a lone wolf who was tamed by her a long, long time ago, will only willingly surrender to her in front of him.

Ji Muyi is very tall, and a tall artist like Rao is Chiying has to raise his head slightly when facing him.

Actively approached, and slowly wrapped his hands around his waist.

Resting her head gently on his strong chest.

Listen to the sound of his powerful heartbeat.

"Congratulations, victory."

Slowly, sluggish people reacted. Backhand back to hug the person in your arms. Don't dare to push too hard, for fear of scaring her and hurting her. However, the possessiveness in his heart reminded Ji Muyi's cranial nerves again and again. I want to hug her fiercely, rub it into my arms, and fit it tightly together.

But he knows it's not a good time.

They also need more time to get along.

Even the cool light under the street lamp has a touch of warmth.

Entangled, overlapping shadows.

There is a sense of inseparability.

The fragrant smell from the tips of her hair lingered on the tip of her nose for a long time, and even the air was her smell.

Ji Muyi closed his eyes, quietly felt it, and sniffed it for a while.

I didn't dare to let go of people early.

I don't want to let go, I don't want to let go at all.

Can you hold it for a lifetime?

Ji Muyi didn't dare to speak, greedy for the only remaining tenderness.