Ling Ziliang was just a little anxious and anxious. Meng Xian breathed a sigh of relief in an instant. After Ling Ziliang finally took care of him, she raised her head blankly, and her frown slowly relaxed in surprise, as if she was being slapped after the rain.

The hit petals bloom again after the water droplets roll into the soil.

While breathing, neither of them moved. Ling Ziliang did not move, and Meng Xian did not dare to move. With the expressions of the two, Meng Xian just kept staring at him quietly.

A pair of Tsinghua's slender eyebrows raised slightly, and a chuckled flashed through his eyes. Ling Ziliang immediately sat in a straight position, with the posture of a good baby, put his hands on his hands, and his slightly white lips raised. He was about to speak, but Meng Xian was accused of

His fingers rested on his lips.

Meng Xian didn't want such a good atmosphere to be destroyed by Ling Ziliang's mouth. He already knew Ling Ziliang too much, so he subconsciously did this. His cold fingers touched the same cold lips, and his scallion-white fingertips shook

A moment later, a trace of light flashed across his slender eyes.

"Cough." o.o

It seemed to be a stalemate for a moment, but it seemed to be forever. In other words, it was the eternal and eternal thing that Meng Xian had always wanted to be with Ling Ziliang.

Meng Xian lowered his head and chuckled. After that, he was still reluctant to part with Ling Ziliang's lips. Such a soft touch made him feel a little throbbing.

However, Meng Xian still toughly endured the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, took deep breaths and deep breaths, adjusted his breath before he was about to move his finger away.

Perhaps, in this situation, it is better not to do too much, otherwise some trouble will arise and may become a joke for others to talk after dinner.

No matter what, we should also take into account Ling Ziliang's feelings.

Just when Meng Xian was hesitating, Ling Ziliang's own hand was one step faster than him.

He grabbed Meng Xian's finger on his lips, and Meng Xian's whole hand was grabbed by Ling Ziliang in his hand. Ling Ziliang patted Meng Xian's back with his other hand, feeling a little fun in his heart and laughed

He joked: "Be good, I won't blame you for being flirting with me."

Meng Xian's hand froze, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, the mist in his eyes had dissipated, and it was accompanied by an angry fire. He was so cold that he could still be lit by Ling Ziliang!

What does "I will not blame you for being flirting with me"?! Who should I blame? What should I blame?

What's the frivolousness in his mouth! He just put his fingers on his lips, and he actually teased himself! It seems that he is so brave! He is so obvious that he pretends not to know

!It's simply too much!

Also, what does that "benevolent" mean? Does Ling Ziliang think he is a kitten and a puppy?

Ling Ziliang!!! How could he, Meng Xian, fall in love with such a dull person! He is simply a elm-headed person, hopeless!

"Meng Xian, you finally see me like this. This is the Meng Xian I know. I won't pursue the excessive things you did to me before." Ling Ziliang was satisfied when he saw Meng Xian staring at him with bright eyes.

He patted Meng Xian's shoulder. The thin shoulder was blocked from the temperature under his clothes. Meng Xian could still feel the chill on Ling Ziliang's palm, and a chill in his heart was also suddenly felt.
Chapter completed!