A hint of blush flashed on the dream girl's face, and her palms were clenched into fists, like a little leopard that could attack at any time, and her eyes were not shied away from it except for coldness and deep defense.

Ning Changge also felt a little inappropriate, put away the king's momentum, got up, and let go. Well-behaved like a little cat, slightly attached to his body, and said in a begging tone, "I'm used to sleeping late, and I want to invite you to have a drink." Anyway, I'm also your master, so let's get to know each other better, don't we? His hand also seemed to inadvertently stroke and rub the ends of Han Meng's slightly wet hair, like a little brother pulling the corner of his big sister's clothes to beg for candy.

"Okay." Han Meng breathed a sigh of relief, the current situation did not have much room for her to bargain, so it was better to probe the other party's bottom. Turn around and walk out the door.

agreed so simply, Ning Changge suddenly felt that this little girl had a powerful aura that was not inferior to a man.

"Xiaomeng, are you from Hangzhou? I can't hear the sound at all. After teasing just now, Ning Changge also felt that it was a little inappropriate to call her Dream Girl again, so she changed to a more intimate title.

"Hmm." Han Meng took a sip of wine and dealt with it vaguely.

"Why did you come to the capital? Do you have any relatives or friends here? ”

"Get a job to make a living, and I don't have any friends." In the past two days, no one has contacted Han Meng's mobile phone except for Sister Wang. Han Meng's answer was cold and polite, bland and tasteless.

"Then you treat this place as your home, treat me like your own brother, you're welcome."

"......" Han Meng just sipped wine and didn't talk.

Ning Changge, who is used to talking about vain scenes, also feels a little cold, and can't guess whether the little girl is too shrewd or too dull, such a cold personality is not a good seedling to be an assistant. None of the assistants coaxed people into obedience like honey. If she is like this, it is estimated that she will inevitably suffer.

Dong Laxi talked about it, Han Meng had been running around for the past two days, and his physical strength couldn't support it, so he leaned on the sofa and fell asleep with his eyes closed. At this time, Han Meng was like taking off his armor, and his originally cold and beautiful face was soft with reddish, like an angel. Ning Changge watched it for a long time.

The lights are dim, and the evening breeze is slightly cool. Ning Changge leaned down his long body, hugged her horizontally, and sent her back to the bedroom. Gently put it down, and was about to get up, a pair of jade hands wrapped around his neck, and said softly, "Accompany me." ”

Ning Changge, who was slightly drunk, was originally suppressed, and this nephrite warm fragrance was suddenly sent into his arms, and it was really difficult to refuse. has been in the circle for so long, he really didn't just use his lower body to think, and then he thought about it, which one of these little girls sang to sneak me?

"Don't make a fuss." This little kitten's claws are really difficult to entangle, and they can't be shaken lightly. Ning Changge had no choice but to lie beside her. She was like a well-behaved rabbit, nestled in his broad chest, indulging in the faint scent of the sea. Listening to her even breathing, the refreshing lemon aroma in her hair teased Ning Changge's mood. Ning Changge secretly scolded herself for being really unsuccessful, a little girl, just do it, grinding like a girl. I remembered that I just said that I wanted to take care of others like my brother and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf.

She slept soundly. Ning Changge looked at the angelic girl, and suddenly the Holy Mother's heart attacked, and she asked for her so inexplicably, and it would be a long time to come. sorted out his thoughts, and just followed her to warm her and fell asleep.

Han Meng is in a dream, it seems to be returning home. Her family was waiting for her, beckoning her to change clothes, eat, and chat. I couldn't see the faces of my family members clearly in my dreams. Whenever they approached, they turned away, pushed the door open, and beckoned her in. It seems to have entered the door a thousand times and ten thousand times, but it seems to be outside the door all the time. Every time I was about to hold their hands, every time I was about to throw myself into the arms of my parents and lovers, but every time I only held the cold air. It seems that they have walked thousands of miles and climbed countless steps, but they have gone farther and farther, and they want to shout to ask them to stop and look back at themselves, and wait for themselves, but they seem to have lead in their throats, and they can't make a sound. When I was tired of walking, I could only nest in a small dark corner, looking out the window at the bright sun, but I didn't know how I should get out of the door.