The man has a rough calloon in the palm of his hand, grinding her palm, she seems to be deliberately addicted to him, and the dead skin grabs his hand without letting go, without the reserve of a girl.

She looked down at his palm, and there was a crescent-shaped scar on the tiger's mouth, which looked quite old, and was imprinted on the wheat-colored skin.

Looking at it closely, the skin tones of the two people are in stark contrast, whether she liked this style before or not, but since she met him, her aesthetics have changed instantly, and her position is all closer to him.

Cheng didn't speak for a long time, swallowed a few times in his throat, and then whispered: "You are a girl, you shouldn't be like this." ”

"What shouldn't a girl be?" She deliberately asked rhetorically, but her tone was frivolous.

He withdrew his hand and said lightly: "There are some things that I shouldn't say, you should be clear." ”

Xue Ling understood the meaning of his words, and she laughed leisurely: "Cheng Jing, you are so funny." ”

Isn't it playing, like a child?

Cheng actually looked at her like a child who lost his temper if he didn't eat sugar, he was a little helpless, sighed and said, "You go back." ”

Once again, an eviction order was issued.

Xue Ling snorted: "You hate me so much? Don't want to see me? ”

Cheng looked at her silently, her eyes were dark, and she didn't seem to know why she was staring at him.

Xue Ling put his hands behind his waist, wringed his fingers where he couldn't see, and said, "You speak, you're not dumb, why don't you speak?" ”

Cheng was silent for a while, "Xue Ling, you are still young." The next words seemed to be difficult to speak, as if he shouldn't have said them, and once he said them, he would pierce the thin layer of window paper, and if he would be wrong, it would not be a misunderstanding.

Xue Ling grinned: "So you know what my name is." ”

Cheng Jing: "......"

"So you already knew." Xue Ling blinked his innocent eyes, smiled and had a small pear vortex on the side of his cheek, deliberately lowered his voice, as if to induce him, and said, "But you just said it wrong, didn't you feel it on the day my foot was injured?" ”

Cheng actually retracted his gaze solemnly, and couldn't help but think of the time he carried her, and he felt more and more that the weather was stuffy, so he stiffened his neck and didn't speak again.

It shouldn't have been, they shouldn't have crossed that borderline.

Cheng He plays by himself on the side, he will be immersed in his own world, and he has no time to take care of others.

Cheng Jingjing, who had eased up, walked over and said, "It's time to sleep." ”

Cheng He refused: "I don't sleep, I'm not sleepy." ”

"You just finished taking the medicine, and you'll be sleepy later, obedient."

Xue Ling didn't leave, watching the two of them talking.

Cheng He turned his head to see Xue Ling, frowned, looked at Cheng Jing again, and stammered: "I don't sleep, I want to play with her." ”

Cheng Jing: "If you don't sleep now, and you have to get an injection tomorrow, aren't you afraid of injections?" ”

Speaking of injections, Cheng He panicked, and he quickly shook his head: "I don't want injections, don't." ”

Cheng Jing bent down to pick up the wooden toys on the ground, patted the dust, and coaxed Cheng He into the house to sleep.

After entering the room, after Cheng He lay down, he suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Brother, don't drive her away, only she plays with me." ”

Cheng actually patted him on the head, "How do you turn your elbow out." It doesn't matter if he understands it or not.

Cheng Hezhen didn't understand, and said to himself: "She calls me a little fool, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid." ”

Cheng actually blurted out: "She didn't mean to, she was joking with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he himself was a little surprised, why did he think that she didn't mean it? He asked in his heart, but there was no answer.

Xue Ling didn't leave, and Cheng didn't take a broom to drive her away, she still had a chance.

She felt like she was really hopeless.

The moonlight hung bleakly on the night, Xue Ling was reluctant to go, her body and consciousness were not under her control, she wanted to get closer to him, wanted to hug him, wanted to kiss his eyes, such an eager and violent impulse, but when she closed her eyes, her mind was full of images of him being watered with cold water.