Chapter 322: You Like Me, Don't You?

Meng Chuyuan didn't fully fall asleep not long after she closed her eyes, she didn't care when she vaguely felt that someone was approaching at first, but after she had a little real feeling, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw Lu Qingye in front of her.

She shrunk her neck, her pupils showing a hint of surprise: "...... What are you doing? ”

Lu Qingye's body stiffened, a little frightened by her reaction to waking up.

Facing Meng Chuyuan's vigilant eyes, Lu Qingye inexplicably felt weak, and said in a low voice: "Seeing that you are asleep here, I want you to go back to bed." ”

Meng Chuyuan's eyelids drooped, glanced at Lu Qingye's posture, and then slowly raised his eyes, his tone was slightly puzzled: "You want to hug me over?" ”

Lu Qingye looked at her with an unnatural expression, and only hummed softly for a long time.

After his words fell, Meng Chuyuan climbed up Lu Qingye's neck with both hands, looked at him without changing his face, and his voice was cold and soft: "Hug it." ”

...... "Is this for him to take back?"

Catching a glimpse of Meng Chuyuan making such an abnormal move, Lu Qingye's eyebrows and eyes showed surprise again.

Xu didn't expect that after she woke up, not only did she not push herself away, but she would also take the initiative to throw herself into her arms, he and Meng Chuyuan looked at each other, and they didn't know what kind of reaction to do for a while.

After waking up, Meng Chuyuan felt that he would be more awake than ever.

She raised her eyes to look at Lu Qingye, who was motionless, and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you going to carry me back to bed?" ”

Lu Qingye lowered his eyes slightly, hesitated slightly, and only then did he pick Meng Chuyuan up from the sofa.

In the next second, Meng Chuyuan's body was in the air, and the whole person was snuggled in Lu Qingye's arms, and he could smell a faint fragrance on his body.

Lu Qingye walked slowly, and for the first time, he felt that the cloakroom was so far from the bedroom.

Meng Chuyuan lifted his eyes, looked up from Lu Qingye's Adam's apple, and finally stopped at his side face.

Perhaps Lu Qingye felt her burning gaze, which made the originally tight face even stiffer, and the heat in his body inexplicably climbed to the root of his ears, quietly staining him with a flush.

After walking out of the cloakroom, the light in the bedroom was brighter, which was equivalent to magnifying Lu Qingye's red-eared appearance.

Meng Chuyuan's gaze swept over his face and asked casually, "Am I heavy?" ”

A trace of imperceptible doubt flashed in Lu Qingye's eyes.

She was obviously very thin, why did she suddenly ask like this.

But soon, Lu Qingye said softly: "It's not heavy." ”

Her cold voice always brought a hint of teasing: "What is it that makes your face red?" ”

"......" Lu Qingye didn't respond, and quickly took Meng Chuyuan to the bedroom, leaned over to lift the quilt, and laid her flat on the bed.

When he let go of his hand and was about to get up, the back of his neck was brought back by a force.

Lu Qingye was stunned, and when he saw that Meng Chuyuan's two arms were still raised, he realized that Meng Chuyuan's hands had not been put down.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Chuyuan, his eyes were slightly evasive, and the feeling of blushing made him a little uncomfortable.

After a while, I saw his protruding Adam's apple roll down, and his voice trembled slightly: "...... Let go. ”

Meng Chuyuan was as calm as usual, and looked at him calmly.

His nervousness and discomfort made Meng Chuyuan take in the eyes.

Meng Chuyuan's two palms gently pressed forward on the back of his neck, and the distance between them was a little closer.

Lu Qingye looked surprised, and subconsciously supported the bed with his hands to prevent his body from being unbalanced and pressing her.

After closing the distance, Meng Chuyuan still looked at his eyes, and his calm tone was with a hint of seriousness: "You like me, don't you?" ”

(End of chapter)