The faint heat in his ears made Zhao Chen's usual thickest skin gradually hot.

"It's only been half a month, yes, what do you have to think about?" She turned her head with a look of disgust, "Besides, you are sick, where do you have the energy to see so much, just know it!" ”

Meng Yong was angry and funny, and slapped her face, "What do you mean or is it good for me?" ”

"Of course!" Zhao Chen was casual, "This king is called intimate, you should-"

Meng Yong interrupted her, "What are you talking about?" Do you dare to do it? ”

Since he showed his heart, Zhao Chen was not enthusiastic about him, as if their relationship had never changed.

This made him gradually unable to understand Zhao Chen's intentions, obviously this person fell in love with him first, and when he saw the sky, he shouted that he would not marry, and it was obviously this person who lured him and harmed him, so that he fell into this absurdity...

Originally, he was still heartless and unaccustomed to Zhao Chen, but those letters, word by word, he read them over and over again, hesitating, tangled, and retreating... is surprisingly thoughtful -

"Drag me in and want to go back?" His eyes burned, "Where is your guts?" ”

Zhao Chen pushed him and said in a low voice: "What kind of mess?" Don't you have nothing to do, aren't we okay? There is food and drink, and life is smooth, hello and me, well..."

Meng Yong didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore, her slightly cool lips stained her burning, and he lifted the back of her neck with one hand, gradually deepening.

Zhao Chen was restrained by him, struggling to no avail, so he simply gave up, but instead shouted with his heart and took the initiative to cater to him.

And all of this was attributed by her to the mutual introduction of exercises, so that she would know the taste of the marrow, and she would be difficult to get close...

Meng Yong was very happy to get the response.

Words spoken by the mouth may be able to deceive others and yourself, but in the end, there are some things that cannot be deceived.

His heart became hotter and hotter, and greedily squeezed away Qingming, until she bit the tip of his tongue, and only then did he regain his consciousness a little and force himself to move away.

There was silence for a long time—

"I'm not good," he said, "I don't know what you're thinking, I'm not sure if you're like me, I don't understand why you're restrained... I want you to care, I want you to really have me in your heart..."

Greed grinded his throat dry, "We don't want to live together and start over, not because we have regrets and unwillingness to the past, but for the future, many years, and a lifetime-"

The rapid heartbeat hit the eardrum, and Zhao Chen opened his mouth several times but was still speechless.

Hesitation is real, restraint is real... knew that this would make him feel bad, but she couldn't do better, couldn't give this heart, and couldn't respond to his feelings.

They are all good at deceiving people, and they are all more averse to being deceived than others.

But there are too many things for her to be honest and honest, which means that when he knows that all the consequences are unpredictable, it seems like a hidden danger that will explode at any time-

"I can't plan for that long, I just want to be happy at the moment, you have affection, I have intentions, get together and we will both be happy." Zhao Chen was full of excitement, "Thinking too much is tiring and tiring." ”

Meng Yong slowly let go of her, his eyes were cold, "The picture is happy at the moment?" Meaning, you never thought it would last long? Restrained from getting caught up... It's just that when you don't want to, you can withdraw at any time, right? ”

didn't answer, his heart burned and gradually receded, and a cold welled up through his bones, "You are really chic!" ”

Zhao Chen was still speechless, tilting his head to avoid his eyes.

Meng Yong clamped her chin and made her face herself again, clutching the pile of waste paper in one hand for a long time.

"I haven't thought about it for a long time, what else is there to worry about? Anyway, I'm just your pleasure at the moment, do you need to bother? He calmed down a little, trying to prove that Zhao Chen was sincere, but he didn't want to admit it.

That's why he is so contradictory, and he is far away and close... Maybe it's all this guy's duplicity.

Zhao Chen tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "They are all big living people, they love each other, don't they always have to work hard?" ”

Meng Yong froze for a long time before he asked hoarsely, "Then why did you promise to start over with me?" ”

A lot of things that I don't want to admit are desperately drilled out from my heart, which makes Zhao Chen very uncomfortable, and he can't speak.

"Where has there been anything again? It's just that there are regrets and unwillingness to give birth to infatuation! "She's pressed and irritable.

Meng Yong opened his hand lightly, and the waste paper was scattered all over the ground, and the white paper and black ink became more and more dazzling.

He let go of Zhao Chen, sat silently on the edge of the bed, and for a long time, stepped through the waste paper and walked towards the door step by step-

With the sound of the door shutting softly, Zhao Chen picked up the quilt in annoyance, wrapped himself up, and curled up in a ball.

I haven't slept well for half a month, it's time to rest, and there's a lot of mess to do... She kept reminding herself.

However, even the sleepiness seemed to be against her, and her eyes were so sleepy that her eyes were sore, but her mind was getting more and more awake, tossing and turning for a long time, and she couldn't sleep-

Suddenly, the quilt was brutally half ripped away, interrupting her head fluttering, and a person lay down beside her.

Meng Yong's snow-white face was almost transparent, expressionless, and his eyes were closed.

Zhao Chen showed his head and looked at him in a daze, he hadn't come back to his senses for a long time, this person... Didn't you go away angry?

"You-" She subconsciously wanted to ask something.

His hand suddenly reached out, and he was no longer as gentle as before, and rudely tugged at the corner of the quilt to tuck it away, still with his eyes closed.

Zhao Chen's nose was inexplicably sour, and he hurriedly buried his head again, silently shrinking into the bed...

The silence didn't last long, and a slight snoring sounded suddenly.

Hearing that she could still sleep so soundly, Meng Yong rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

Emotions told him that he was very angry and should leave and let this conscienceless self stay, but in fact, he still couldn't leave her alone...

He had a cold face, feeling even more angry, angry with himself-

As the time approached, the dream words suddenly came intermittently from his side, mixed with some rapid breathing.

Meng Yong furrowed her eyebrows, lifted the quilt on her head, and saw that she was covered in cold sweat and her lips were discolored, so she hurriedly got up anxiously and leaned over, "Chonghua? ”

I kept talking in my dreams, I didn't know what I was reading, I was anxious and panicked.

Meng Yong brushed away her wet hair, and carefully called: "Chonghua, wake up..."

It wasn't the first time he had seen her nightmares, but it was the first time he couldn't wake up, and he didn't have time to think about it, but he didn't think it really worked.

She quieted down, and after he called a few more times, she opened her eyes blankly, but they were out of focus.

Catching a glimpse of the red glint flashing in her eyes, Meng Yong's heart tightened, and he felt that something was wrong, "What's wrong?" ”

After a long time, Zhao Chen gradually woke up, sat up with a calm face and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Nightmare? What exactly did you dream about? Meng Yong couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Chen thought for a long time, shook his head in confusion, but his expression became more and more sunk, he really couldn't remember clearly, but-

"Welcome spring! Let people prepare horses! She commanded in a loud voice, not to forget to get up and leave.