"Do you want to hear me?"

Ginger Chacha can't describe the moonlight that night.

The moon was not so bright tonight, and it had long since darkened under the clouds.

Bian Jichen hugged her and walked leisurely on the mountain road. The bluestone slab steps seem to be stained with dew, which looks a little damp, but it will not cause people to slip, not to mention his calm expression and calm steps.

His shoulders and placket seemed to be stained with the dew of the summer night, and even if Jiang Chacha deliberately did not put his face on his chest, he could smell the damp and sharp smell of the grass and trees in the mountains.

After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, he clenched his hands nervously.

Bian Jichen continued to step on the bluestone slab, this road down the mountain is a little narrow, I don't know if it is a small and small road he deliberately picked.

In the distance, you can still hear the cries of classmates after successfully finding the treasure chest, and the whole mountain is filled with a youthful atmosphere.

And Bian Jichen held her in his arms, but instead of walking with everyone on the comfortable and easy to go down the mountain, he chose a secluded path that could only accommodate two people.

This secluded path in the deep mountains, every time you walk through a section, it has the poetic mood of another village.

The trees in the mountains are wild and free.

Every time Bian Jichen went down the steps, there were always branches growing obliquely towards the sky grazing his shoulders, and Jiang Chacha's black hair was accidentally brushed by these branches and leaves.

But the strength is gentle, just like tonight when the temperature is slightly hot.

After hearing what she said, Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, his pupils were darker than usual, and there seemed to be thick clouds covering them.

He pursed his lips.

"Okay."

In Jiang Chacha's impression, he will always be a dignified and elegant son.

On those rainy nights in London, the drizzle had already shaped his gentle and cautious gentlemanly character in the form of water.

He looked at her silently.

His voice was faint, but with an indescribable firmness.

Give her the illusion that he believes in her.

Inexplicably moved, Jiang Chacha didn't blink his eyes, and explained to him honestly and honestly: "I said that things are falling, actually... It's a lie. ”

Lie to him, will he be angry?

When he said this, Jiang Cha Cha bit his lower lip.

She thinks he has a good temper and his excellent aristocratic cultivation, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get angry and doesn't have an opinion.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Jiang Chacha said again, she didn't want to lie to him anymore.

Seeing him like that, continuing to lie would make her feel guilty.

Even if she were to do that, the angels would torture her conscience.

Moreover, nothing happened between her and Wen Huaizhi.

So she didn't feel the need to shy away from anything.

"I did go back to find Wen Huaizhi......"

"I met him before I met you in the mountains, and he told me to stay where I was and wait for him, but I walked around, and then I saw you......"

"I went back because I was a little afraid of him......"

She didn't dare to provoke the uncertain smell.

At least not for now.

After saying this, in the silence of the two, Jiang Chacha looked at him and blinked a few more times, "...... Do you believe me? ”

Bian Jichen looked at her with a warm gaze, he was like a piece of jade, clear, cold, on a high platform, alienated from the world.

He looked at her, didn't answer, and continued to walk his.

Ginger Tea Tea: ?!!!

What does he mean by that!!!!

Nor did he answer!!

It's really appetizing, and it's urgent!

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but grab the placket of his clothes, and felt that this was too rude, like a young man who had defiled the breeze of the moon, so his hand was released as if he had been electrocuted.

"Do you believe me?" She couldn't help but say, and her tone gradually lowered.

Aware of the depression in her words.

"It's not."

He denied it, his voice cold.

What is that?

There was a scent of vanilla root in his arms, which smelled good and soothed her.

Bian Jichen paused slightly, and continued to look straight ahead, his gaze fell on the bamboo leaves stained with heavy dew on the side of the hidden path, the green was too thick in the summer night.

His brow furrowed slightly.

In the fresh, humid air, there was his faint response.

His eyes were bottomless, as cold as a summer night, and his incomprehensible tone was like a thick fog on the top of a mountain.

"It's just that I'm a little unhappy."

Jiang Cha Cha doesn't know how long this journey has been.

Tonight's adventure treasure hunt continues, and the classmates have come back intermittently, and when they pass the meeting point, Jiang Chacha's eyes are so excited that they want to go.

That's when she noticed that her canvas bag seemed to have landed on the mountain......

Damn it!!!

Bian Jichen stopped her, his action of holding her was undiminished, and because of her ignorance, his fingers were silently tightened.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move anymore.

Bian Jichen's voice was faint, "Do you have to go now?" ”

Glanced at by his cold eyes, how could Jiang Chacha dare to speak again?

She craned her neck.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

Bian Jichen carried her back to the apartment.

Her room is occupied by three female protagonists, and the private items are littered, and he is a big man, of course, it is not easy to enter.

So he planned to carry her back to his house.

After entering the elevator, Bian Jichen stretched out his hand and was about to press the floor button, when he thought of something, he looked at her in his arms.

"Do you mind?"

Ginger Cha Cha shook her head.

She knew that she couldn't trust men too much, but she just felt that Bian Jichen was different from other boys.

Bian Jichen: "I don't smoke, and the room is cleaned once in the morning and evening." ”

"No bad habits."

"......" ginger tea tea.

I don't have to go into such detail.

As soon as the room card is swiped, the smart door will automatically open.

There was no light in the room, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, the moonlight poured into the room, but it was not so dark, and his eyesight was also very good, and the whole room presented a quiet and cold tone.

He walked along, and because of the difficulty of seeing in the room, she lay back in the man's broad arms, so that she could not see his face clearly in the darkness.

This feeling of darkness and inability to see made her a little nervous, the breath of male hormones on his body entered her nose little by little, and his slightly cool hand touched her skin again, in the dark, she couldn't help but hold her breath, and her heart was hot.

Bian Jichen hugged her on the sofa.

When he carried her down, he had to wrap his arms around her thin waist, and he was very gentlemanly, and when he let go, there was no touch of the limbs around his waist.

But in the darkness, his tall and long figure seemed to envelop her from a high place, and that posture was so ambiguous that it seemed to imprison her waist in his arms.

But he has clear eyes and a restrained body.

Close enough, she could smell the clear scent of snow coming from the hem of his robe.

He lowered his head and propped his hands on the couch on either side of her, trying to leave from above, but his lips had to pass her face as he stepped back as the space was so cramped.

In the dark, nothing could be seen, and all the other senses were oversensitized.

As his sharp and cold side face moved away from the side of her neck, suddenly, in this sultry atmosphere, his eyes drooped, and the bridge of his superior nose stopped in front of her petal-like lips.

It's so close that there is only 2cm of kissing distance left.