The rain outside the window, dripping and gently knocking on the window.

In the dry summer, a rain moistened the air and moistened the hot heart of the cypress kite.

Shang Xin'er in her arms slept peacefully, her warm breath brushed the skin of Bai Luan, disturbing people's hearts, but there was an incredible peace.

How long have you not felt this peace?

From birth to the present, I have always borne the burden that I am not willing to bear. Whether it's work or life, it's not what you pursue. A love that I thought was unforgettable turned out to be nothing more than a scam.

An indescribable sense of loneliness haunts my heart.

After all, I thought I met a lover, but my lover's heart fell elsewhere.

"Luo Yunxi is doing things for the Black Rock Gang."

A simple sentence once again filled the heart of Boluan's wall-like defense.

However, looking at the quiet and well-behaved Shang Xin'er in front of her, reality and memories overlap and blend, and the person in front of her seems to be Luo Yunxi.

Who the hell is it? Is it really that important?

Bai Luan Kite remained motionless, afraid that a slight movement of himself would break everything he had now.

The tenderness in his eyes is like water, and he doesn't want to bother thinking about it.

"Hmm......" Shang Xin'er turned over and unconsciously let out a soft and glutinous sound.

Like a little milk cat, Bo Luan Kite smiled and couldn't help but gently scrape the tip of Shang Xin'er's nose with her fingertips.

"Itchy." Shang Xin'er blinked her eyes, wanted to open and close, and tried to open them, looking at the Boluan Kite in front of her.

Bo Luan Kite is so good-looking, Shang Xin'er unconsciously looked into it again.

Unlike the fickle and cold Boluan Kite, the Boluan Kite in front of him is gentle and pervasive, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is so unreal.

Shang Xin'er reached out and touched Bo Luan's face, which was warm; Shang Xin'er pinched her face again, it hurt.

It turns out that gentleness is not a dream, and gentleness is also for yourself.

It's just that Shang Xin'er still doesn't dare to take it lightly, after all, she has tried the hardships before.

Looking at Shang Xin'er, who was restless and moving after waking up, Bo Luan Kite looked doting, leaned down her face, and kissed Shang Xin'er's lips, sweet.

"What's your plan for today?" Bo Luan Kite supported her head with one hand, and asked Shang Xin'er in her arms sideways.

"Nope." Shang Xin'er muttered, "Go to the newspaper office and find a topic." ”

"Don't go, stay with me." A soft voice, but full of unquestionable authority.

"So, what are you doing with you?"

"you with me." A wicked smile hung on the face full of nobility, and it did not violate the harmony but added to the charm.

A serious person says something that is not serious, why is there a kind of charm in it?

A shy flush spread from the neck to the base of the ears. Shang Xin'er pulled up the quilt and covered her face.

Looking at Shang Xin'er's delicate appearance, Bo Luan Kite hugged her, and kisses fell on Shang Xin'er's head one after another.

"You don't need to do anything, just stay with me."

Bo Luan Kite hugged Shang Xin'er wrapped in a quilt, and the two were lying on the bed, not wanting to get up or doing anything.

A slight vibration of the mobile phone came from the bedside, it was Shang Xin'er's own pink mobile phone.

Bo Luan Kite subconsciously took it and wanted to hand it to Shang Xin'er, but the content on the screen made him stop.

"Xin'er, were you okay last night. I'm sorry I drank too much, and I want to make a compensatory statement to your face. ——Wen Luyong"

Last night's unhappiness came up little by little, Bo Luan Kite put down her mobile phone, tore open the quilt wrapped in Shang Xin'er, and kissed it like rain outside the window, not giving Shang Xin'er a chance to breathe.

At this time, Bo Luan Kite had only one thought in his heart, Shang Xin'er was his, and no one would give it.