Yu Chisheng breathed deeply from the fresh air - he took a deep breath through his nostrils, then slowly opened his eyes, and then quietly exhaled the breath from his mouth......

He comforted himself in his heart: "Calm down, I must calm down...... Otherwise, if you get too excited, the hand-holding plan will fail, and you will be busy like last night. ”

Despite this self-comfort, the anxiety and impatience are still difficult to calm - the waves in my heart cannot be calmed for a long time as if they have been blown by a gust of wind, as if they cannot find a haven of peace......

There were even countless times when he wished or fantasized that Murong Lian suddenly had an emergency, such as going to the toilet or going back to bed early and walking to the villa, so that he could easily and naturally get a kind of spiritual relief and comfort.

The struggle and struggle against the cowardly psychology of the implementation of the "Hand in Hand Plan" was so heartbreaking and miserable that he didn't care about anything happening around him—he didn't know what the two beauties were talking about when they sat together.

Little by little, the night grew darker, the moon dimmed, the stars were sparse, and the whole earth seemed to fall asleep...... But Wei Chisheng still didn't dare to act rashly...... He felt inexplicably scared and nervous, and could hear his chest and pulse "jumping".

He was so angry at his cowardice and cowering that he wanted to slap himself a few times and scold himself for being too useless...... He forced himself to do it: "If I am still so timid, cowardly and incompetent, I might as well just go back to sleep."

- In the midst of such a long wait and natural panic, he faintly heard that the clock of the bell and drum tower in the square in the distance had struck nine o'clock.

The long, lingering bell that rippled through the air was the last time it struck tonight—every time it struck, he was terrified and confused.

His heart beat like a wooden handle striking a brass bell, not only not faint nor dull, but stronger and brighter each time...... He sat nervously beside Murong Lian and saw her left hand beside him carelessly.

At this time, he stubbornly believed: "Action is the cure for fear and tension, and hesitation and procrastination will constantly nourish fear and tension." Regardless of the outcome, it's better to act as soon as possible than to be scared and nervous......"

When the last bell was still echoing in the air, a woman's crisp voice was broadcasting, "BJ time is nine o'clock in the evening", he suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab Murong Lian's left hand, but he just touched it but didn't catch it......

Murong Lian immediately raised her hand up and retracted it and placed it on the thigh in front of her—this caught Wei Chi Sheng off guard a little, but it made him no longer afraid and nervous.

On the contrary, he became relaxed and brave - just like a soldier who has just entered the battlefield, no matter how scared and nervous he was before, once the battle started, he was not afraid.

He was energetic and gearing up, which instantly inspired Wei Chisheng's fighting spirit...... He grabbed the hand from her thigh and clamped it tightly like a pincer, no matter how much the other struggled to get rid of it, he never let go.

His heart was completely melted by the sudden happiness of "joining hands with Qingshi Lean, laughing and dissolving both hearts" - not because he really liked Murong Lian from the bottom of his heart, but because he finally won this struggle...... He eventually overcame himself and captured her hand.

Maybe this is Wei Chisheng's conspiracy - he just wants to use Murong Lian as a springboard to get ahead - he wants to possess not only her beauty but also her wealth...... He has now achieved the first step of his machination.

……

At this time, Wei Chisheng thought again, he shouldn't just sit here for so long and not speak, but it should be time to open his mouth to talk to them, otherwise...... If Kan Ying sees the clues, then he will show his horse's feet and show his original form.

So, he talked happily and vividly, and talked eloquently, which was very different from the listlessness and malaise just now.

And what about Murong Lian...... Her current state is the opposite of Wei Chisheng-

Because her own hand was clamped like a plier by Wei Chisheng's hand just now and could not be withdrawn, her heart was violently impacted or suddenly frightened, so that her soul was scattered and terrified.

Murong Lian's voice became trembling—like a little flower cat that had been frightened by others, meowing in the night...... So much so that her best friend Kan Ying thought that she was catching a cold because the night was too heavy, and she was sick again.

"Xiaolian, go back to bed early! Do I feel that your body is not feeling well again? Kan Ying asked with concern.

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... I...... It's okay......" Murong Lian replied in a low voice, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only repeat the word "it's okay".

At this time, Yu Chisheng felt defeat again—this failure was like a long, slimy, and ugly worm crawling into the heart and devouring the soul.

He thought to himself:

"If Murong Lian leaves quietly like this, then I will fall into the anxiety of 'not holding her hand, my heart is empty again' during the day. For I had only held this hand for a moment, as short as a fleeting meteor—not enough to show that she meant anything to me. ”

"Let's go back! Go back to sleep! Xiaolian, otherwise, you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow......" At this moment, Kan Ying once again suggested that her best friend go back.

After listening to Kan Ying's suggestion, Murong Lian suddenly pulled away Yu Chisheng's hand and stood up, but after hesitating for a moment, she immediately sat down.

"It's okay, it's really okay, to be honest, I did feel a little uncomfortable just now, but now I'm much better. Xiaoying, please don't worry, let's go back to sleep after a little more sitting, okay? ”

Murong Lian looked weak and said softly—to Wei Chisheng's ears, her voice was as gentle as a trickle of spring water......

Especially after Murong Lian sat down, she took the initiative to put her hand in the palm of Yu Chisheng's hand - in this way, Yu Chisheng was greatly encouraged.

He racked his brains, spoke eloquently, and was unpretentious—he worked hard to tell all sorts of bizarre and intriguing stories that he had made up on the fly, and his exuberant demeanor was breathtaking.

Both beauties listened to his story and fell into the ...... Not only was I attracted by his charismatic gestures of male seduction, but I was also deeply moved by his wonderful and twisted stories.