The view from the study balcony is wide, facing the Ugin Mountain, and the mist on the top of the mountain is filled, giving the illusion of being trapped in the mountains.

Liang Tong stood on the edge of the balcony and smoked, leaving only Mu Chengnian with a back.

After Mu Chengnian stopped for a while, he decided to step forward, bent down from under his arm on the balcony railing, and took the initiative to stick to his arms.

Mu Chengnian hugged him tightly, his cheek pressed against his chest, causing some deformation and slightly bulging.

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of rain falling to the earth, cutting everything from the outside world.

They embraced each other quietly at the foot of this silent Ugin Mountain.

The rain seemed to have been falling for a century, and it seemed like it would stop abruptly in the next moment.

"Don't you have something to say?" Liang Shuang finally interrupted the silence, he snuffed out the cigarette casually, threw it in the flower bed, and then placed it on the undulating lines behind her, and spoke in a tone and movement as if it came from two people.

"I just want to hug you." Mu Chengnian nestled in his arms and said, his voice sounded a little nasal, and he was a little cold from the wind.

Liang Cheng clasped his hands around her, stuffed her body into his arms again, and looked down for her lips.

Mu Chengnian greeted him very obediently, and the two kissed intently under the rain curtain, as if this was a very important thing, and it seemed that it was just something that had been done tens of thousands of times.

It has been engraved in the blood, forming instincts.

They kissed for about five minutes, Mu Chengnian pushed him away, and Liang Yan habitually chased after him, until Mu Chengnian shook his head slightly and said, "I'm tired." ”

Liang Shuang hugged her into his arms again, and the two quietly enjoyed the heavy rain in front of them.

He wrapped his arms around her waist with one hand and unconsciously caressed her head with the other.

This can be regarded as a rare warmth between the two in recent days.

After about a few more minutes, Liang Shuang lowered his head to kiss her again.

This time the kiss was a little more offensive.

Liang Shuang hugged her, making it more convenient to get close.

Mu Chengnian's legs off the ground had nowhere to put them, so he had to go up with the trend.

Mu Chengnian's back leaned against the railing, Liang Yan held her tightly, and the two kissed more devotedly.

Mu Chengnian often had the illusion that if she didn't shout to stop, Liang Shuang would devote herself to this kind of thing without restraint, and she would sometimes be scared away by his firmness.

While she was thinking about it, Liang Yan had already carried her into the room, her back sinking into the soft and moderate sofa.

……

The rain rumbled.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded under the Wujin Mountain, startling Mu Chengnian.

Liang Shuang frowned, a little annoyed.

Mu Chengnian suddenly wanted to laugh, but he couldn't hold back for a while, but he still laughed, although the volume was not loud, he still caught it.

Liang Shuang was a little angry, but he was reluctant to get up and leave, so he had to stare at her.

Mu Chengnian put down one of the hands that was holding his neck, gently stroked his eyebrows, and calmed his emotions.

Only then will their positions be reversed.

Strictly speaking, this is their first contact after reuniting, and the current Liang Shuang is a bit like the face in his memory, his handsome face is full of annoyance, slight panic, and a trace of unwillingness, he only cares about being angry, but he doesn't know how charming he was at that time.

Mu Chengnian was as comforting as he had been at the beginning, whispering in his ear.

So Liang Shuang was like a diligent and studious child.

Later, Mu Chengnian will always regret his cheering for him.