A darkness slowly crept up from the bottom of Meng Jingnian's heart.

If he is sober, he may still refrain from it.

After all, he has known the little girl for too short a time, and the little girl took the initiative and said cruel things.

But he still thinks about whether this will seem too frivolous and whether it will be bad for the little girl.

It's just that, at this time, maybe it's an obsession in my heart, maybe it's something else.

Wisps of darkness crept up into his heart, and the strings in Meng Jingnian's heart were directly broken, and the whole person was uncontrollable, pressing the little girl's head back to his lips.

It's not so much a passionate kiss as a fight.

Meng Jingnian didn't even know how he got to the little girl's side, and how he accompanied the little girl to fall between the other party's bed quilts.

He only knew that if he took the initiative to provoke his little girl, he should be punished heavily.

And he will not show mercy.

Here, the mountain years are excellent, the scenery is good, there are occasional blue birds flying in the forest, but they are in pairs, showing the trend of affection and love.

The female bird is gentle as water, her eyes are as elegant as the wind, and the male bird has a high voice and a strong posture like an eagle.

The beautiful feathers, gently shaken off, seemed to bring up bursts of chirping and wind.

The wind rises, the leaves fall, the female bird seems to nest between the trees shyly, but the male bird does not give up for half a minute, and waves his strong wings, and flies straight over, hitting the female bird's heart.

The scenery under the layers of fallen leaves seems to be covered tightly, and you can't see it at all.

I can only faintly hear the gentle coquettishness of the female bird, and the high-pitched chirping of the male bird, all with endless joy and jubilation.

The other pairs of bluebirds also seem to have slowly found their way, and then disappeared among the leaves, hiding their small movements and strong love.

This is obviously not a season of spring blooming, but it inexplicably makes people feel that the enthusiasm seems to be burning, and people can't help but fall into it.

The wind rose, the leaves moved, and the bluebirds left in pairs.

There is only a pleasant sound, slowly echoing in the wind, as if to tell the evocative emotion here.

After a long time of greed, both of them were extremely tired.

Especially for Meng Jingnian, his legs have been hurting from time to time recently, so he has been tormenting him, because of this, he doesn't have much physical strength.

Otherwise, he felt that he would not be left behind.

When he recovers, he will be even better than he is now.

Rao is so, or he is tired of Wen Ling.

At this time, the little girl's quiet cat was in his arms, breathing lightly and evenly, indicating that the little girl had fallen asleep.

Before thinking about the little girl, with a small begging for mercy, Meng Jingnian lowered his head and gently kissed the other party's forehead.

The delicate little girl fell into his arms.

In fact, when he came back to his senses, Meng Jingnian regretted that he was so impulsive.

However, feeling the enthusiasm of the little girl, Meng Jingnian's shred of reason was completely washed away.

Some things are ready to go and have to be sent.

So, stop?

That can't be, just go on.

As for whether the little girl is blamed or resentful after she wakes up, he is willing to bear it and coax it.

Meng Jingnian said that if she took the initiative to provoke him, then it would be death, and the two of them would go to hell together.

(End of chapter)