Following his gaze and looking down, Wen Nan found that the bath towel was well tied and not exposed.

"What are you looking at?" She asked him bluntly, as if she were asking about the weather outside.

Yuan Zheng smiled maliciously: "It's still like that." ”

That's it.

How?

Standing in place for two seconds, Wen Nan suddenly sensed a direction that was not very serious. Looking down at her neckline, her eyes were full of anger when she looked up again: "Now disgusted? Six years ago, I don't know who touched it for thirty minutes. ”

"Thirty minutes?"

Yuan Zheng's tone is leisurely, with a kind of slow and logical sexiness.

Wen Nan nodded heavily: "I looked at the time when I left your room, a full thirty minutes." ”

At that time, they quarreled and broke up, and he pulled her back to the room and bullied her unscrupulously. He tossed her for a long time that day, and he had done all the intimate things to her except for the last step.

Maybe it was Wen Nan's words that reminded Yuan Zheng of the memory of six years ago, he didn't speak for five or six seconds, and just when Wen Nan thought he was expressing his denial in a silent way, he laughed in a low voice: "Remember it for so long, make you feel comfortable?" ”

“……”

Under the weather.

Wen Nan sighed, exposing his dislike for him at a glance.

"You're two extremes now and six years ago." She covered her chest with her hands, not giving him the slightest chance to snoop, and said stiffly: "You were a reckless man then, and now you are mute." ”

used to be in a hurry, but now I don't say a word for half a day.

It's uncomfortable.

But the emotional thing is that one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer.

Hearing this, Yuan Zheng retracted his gaze, and the lazy smile on his face did not restrain at all: "You have a long mouth now." ”

Six years ago, she was the one who didn't like to talk. Not only does she hold everything in her heart, but she often has her own little ideas, and she does everything first and then informs him.

The two of them were half a pound and eight taels six years ago, and no one should dislike anyone.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Wen Nan shook her head, and her voice instantly lowered: "My head hurts, it's so uncomfortable." ”

Mixed with facts, she bowed back to the living room and curled up on the couch. The wine made her very uncomfortable, and her stomach was churning uncomfortably, and now she had a headache.

Yuan Zheng was still standing at the door, staring at the huddled on the sofa from a distance, with no intention of following him.

He couldn't tell the difference himself now, and agreed with her intention to follow her home. On business, there was no need for him to talk to her personally. From a private matter, he didn't want to have a beautiful story with her.

"Oops." Wen Nan lay on the sofa and snorted in pain, "My head hurts so much." ”

“……”

Yuan Zheng had a strong premonition that he would not be able to live in peace tonight.

Walking to the sofa, he raised his foot and kicked her upturned slippers, and his voice did not fluctuate: "If you are not feeling well, go to the hospital, don't hum here." ”

It's annoying to hear.

Wen Nan turned around and lay flat on the sofa. Due to the change of posture, the bath towel tied to her chest has been opened at some point, and the full shape is especially stimulating to the visual senses at this time.

But she seemed to have forgotten that there was a vacuum in her shirt, so she didn't notice it, and turned her head upside down and talked to him: "Can you help me press my head?" I used to have headaches, and it was my grandmother who helped me. ”

Some of the pictures were slightly glamorous, but Yuan Zheng just blinked, and the emotions in his eyes instantly overturned.

In two seconds, his eyes were clear, he looked at Wen Nan's face, and said slowly, "No." ”

Yes, it really won't.

Pressing his head is not a job that can be done by force, he has no massage skills, and he is not competent.

Without Yuan Zheng's help, Wen Nan lay on the sofa with her head back and continued to cry out in pain, but it didn't sound really painful: "It hurts so much, my head, who can save me...... If you don't love, you don't love, and the spirit of humanitarianism doesn't ......"

“……”

What a humanitarian.

When she was about to break up, how could she not take into account his emotions and talk about this humanitarianism that can be used as an excuse at any time.

Yuan Zheng pushed his tongue on his cheeks, his expression could not hide his helplessness, turned around and walked to Wen Nan's side, without saying how to help her press her head, he first tore open the curtain on the back of the sofa and covered her directly.

"Check some."

“……”

Wen Nan was told that he was inappropriate, and only then did he notice the bath towel that he had spread out. I don't know how long he has been watching, but she felt a little ashamed at this time, wrapped tightly around the sofa curtain, and her feet were intertwined in embarrassment.

"I really have a headache...... she muttered to change the subject.

Yuan Zheng no longer cared whether her pain was real or fake, and sat beside her. I don't want to admit it, but he can't deny that since Wen Nan confessed to him what happened and his state of mind before leaving, he felt a little compassion for her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought her back, and he wouldn't have connived at her messing around.

But he also wants to dominate her, and wants to give his feelings the upper hand.

Six years ago, he chased after her, and now that the two are closer, he doesn't want to be the one who takes the initiative. At least not at this stage, he can protect himself, or he can get out of the way.

"How do you press it?"

Yuan Zheng admitted it, and didn't want to waste time with her nonsense.

Hearing this, Wen Nan unceremoniously rushed up, moving quickly, and lay on his lap in the blink of an eye. The little head looked smart, but the weight was on Yuan Zheng's legs, and he only felt that she was bulky.

"Just press it for me." Wen Nan looked up at him, her eyes were wide open, even if she turned her head to look at him, she didn't see the slightest dodge.

At this moment, Yuan Zheng couldn't believe that the past six years had made a person change greatly.

Wen Nan has become too brave, a hundred times stronger than before.

His hand was pressing her head, unorganized, just kneading it simply. But as far as he could see, it was her soft face with a gentle smile, from the eyes that made him fall in love at first sight, to the lips that he would kiss in his dream a few years ago.

All belong to Wennan.

Wen Nan also noticed that he was staring at him.

The atmosphere before men and women is very subtle, so subtle that the sporadic ambiguity can be accurately and timely captured by each other.

At this time, Wen Nan's mind quickly flashed the memories of the two six years ago, separated from the first meeting, like a movie, quickly retraced. Obviously the time to think about it was fast, but she was so devastated by this heavy sense of memory that she shed tears.

Yuan Zheng's hands were placed on both ends of her forehead, just in time to feel the wetness overflowing from her eyes.

Tears are a magical thing that makes him feel strange in his heart.

He didn't ask anything, it was Wen Nan who opened his mouth first: "It seems that I have lost an eyelash in my eye, it's so grinding, help me take a look." ”

Letting go of his hand, Yuan Zheng bowed his head.

At this moment, Wen Nan grasped the precise timing, stood up with her neck held high, and kissed him vaguely on the corner of her lips.

Yuan Zheng was stunned by her sudden approach and gestures, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't dodge or refuse, Wen Nan had more courage in her heart, and raised her head to kiss him twice.

This time she didn't bother to reach the corners of her lips, she kissed him at the Adam's apple, and with a gentle force, as if a fleeting warmth, she left.

"Do you really dislike me?"

Wen Nan asked Yuan Zheng.

(End of chapter)