Ma Hao suspected that Mo Yuheng had gone around in such a big circle, and he was waiting for her here!

Ginger is still old and spicy...... She's really getting into it.

When it came to this topic, Ma Haohao still swore to look at Mo Yuheng's eyes, but now she felt a hot current from her body, making her cheeks hot.

She opened her eyes and wanted to pull her hand out of Mo Yuheng's hand, but he grabbed it tightly.

Ma struggled a few times, and found that he couldn't pull it out, so he had to give up this idea and whispered: "Mo Yuheng, don't like me...... There is no good ending for the two of us. ”

Mo Yuheng pursed the corners of his mouth unhappily: "What do you mean that there is no good ending?" What makes a good ending? ”

He asked her rhetorically, "Do you think it's the best ending for you and me to miss?" Two people who like each other can't be together, leaving regrets and unforgettable, this is what you call a good ending? ”

His questioning was one after another, Ma Haohao didn't have much confidence, and when he asked like this, his voice became even quieter.

Ma Hao said: "...... You have your way to go, I don't want you to be sad because of me, and I don't want to drag you down. ”

Mo Yuheng was angry and distressed, put his hands on Ma Hao's face, and forced her to look into her eyes: "Tang Tang, this is my life, you can't decide good or bad for me." Whether it's sad or sad, it's all the result of my own choice. It's up to me to decide what kind of ending I want, and it's up to me to be responsible. ”

"What's more, I don't think you're a drag. Speaking of which, it's me, it's me who wants to drag you into my life. I'm glad and looking forward to having you a part of my life. ”

Everyone has their own way of living, just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers, Ma Haohao's so-called "correct" is not necessarily "correct" for Mo Yuheng.

Ma Hao was so asked by him that he couldn't answer a word.

Her face was supported by Mo Yuheng's two hands, and her gaze had to collide with him.

The seriousness in his eyes was as good as ever, as he showed in his words.

Ma Hao Hao was forced to start examining his thoughts, whether it was really as Mo Yuheng said, he had stepped into a misunderstanding.

What Mo Yuheng said makes sense, Ma Hao has seen countless such friends, teachers, and parents, in the name of "for your good", planning the lives of others, but he didn't think about whether the person who was planned was willing to accept such "kindness".

Ma Haohao once thought that this kind of thing would not happen to her anyway, but now she has inevitably stepped into the same situation, and in the name of "I don't want to drag Mo Yuheng down, I don't want Mo Yuheng to be sad", forcibly denied all possibilities between the two.

Mo Yuheng lowered his voice, but his tone was still persistent. He said slowly: "Birth, old age, sickness, death, who wouldn't experience such a day? Throughout the ages, who can achieve immortality, even immortals have a day of decay of heaven and man. Tang Tang, you just saw your end earlier than everyone else. ”

"All of us end up with death, and because of the day we are destined to die, do we have to give up the hope of living from the beginning? You can't turn love away because of your illness, what's the difference between that and choking? Mo Yuheng said, "A life is too short, not only you, but I also don't want to leave regrets in this short life." I want to live in the moment, seize the day, and want to be with you. ”

Ma looked at Mo Yuheng's eyes well, and saw his pleading and firmness in those eyes.

Do you want to seize the day?

Indeed, the time when she and Mo Yuheng can get along is too short, judging from the condition of this body, every day they get along is precious.

As he said, do these precious days really have to be filled with regrets? Why not give him a chance and give yourself a chance?

Ma Hao Hao felt that Mo Yuheng could be an orator, and she knew for the first time that his eloquence was so good, even she seemed to be convinced.

Ma Hao's shaking was obvious, and Mo Yuheng's tense nerves finally relaxed: "Tang Tang, let me ask you again, are we okay together?" If you haven't figured it out yet, I'll ask again in 10 minutes. ”

Ma Haohao: "......"

Is there a difference between thinking about it now and thinking about it in 10 minutes?!

Ma Haohao's cheeks were very hot, but the temperature of Mo Yuheng's palms was even better, like two small stoves, which made Ma Haohao's face and heart hot.

"Okay?" Mo Yuheng's voice was gradually approaching, his forehead against Ma Hao's forehead, and the two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Ma Hao was embarrassed to turn his head away, but Mo Yuheng refused to let her go strongly, and the words in his mouth were still those words: "Okay, little friend?" ”

Who are the children?

The moment Ma Hao felt that Mo Yuheng should be labeled as a "child", his words sounded like a coquettish little boy, which did not match him or his voice at all.

However, it is precisely because of the damn contrast cuteness that mature men occasionally reveal that they are even more addictive.

Ma Hao couldn't stand him talking like this, and weakly pushed his shoulder: "Mo Yuheng, ten minutes haven't arrived yet......"

She didn't say that she resisted, she didn't even tickle, it wasn't like refusal, it was more like wanting to refuse/welcome.

Mo Yuheng chuckled, like a feather gently passing through his ear. He cupped his good face and asked, "Little friend, can I kiss you?" ”

Ma's breath was hot, and Mo Yuheng's words were like unburned sparks, spreading in her body like a prairie fire, bringing a raging fire wherever she passed.

Without waiting for Ma to reply, Mo Yuheng had already lowered his head and leaned forward.

This brief kiss is parted at the touch of a single touch, without affection/lust, just the gentle collision of two soft hearts.

Ma Hao lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him, her eyelids were hot, her whole body was red like a cooked shrimp, and even her fluttering eyelashes seemed to be dyed a faint pink.

The distance between the two made Mo Yuheng smell the faint lemon smell on Ma Haohao's body.

"It's so cute." Mo Yuheng said softly. He was seduced by the lemon-scented kiss and by her shy gesture.

Her heat seemed to reach him, making him feel as if he was about to melt with his light.

Mo Yuheng lowered his head and held the two soft lips again.

This time, it's lingering, restrictive, and obsessive...... Wrapped in a man's desire for possessiveness and conquest.

He sighed with satisfaction deep inside, and it seemed that he had waited too long.

At this moment, he finally embraced the light into his arms.