Leng Yingying smoothed her messy black hair and smiled lightly, "What are you chasing? Chasing the little boy's sexual fantasy object?"
He shook his head and poured her a glass of wine, "You are so heartless. You are just as heartless to me as you were ten years ago."
After speaking, he raised his head and drank the cup in front of him.
Leng Yingying regained her charming look when she first appeared, stroked her forehead, and said lazily, "Ten years ago? It feels like a thousand years ago. You are now, I beg you to love me, but you don't even
I am willing."
He looked at her speechlessly, not knowing how to explain to her.
How to love when we have different aspirations?
She wants to stay here and live a life like a fairy; but what he wants is a life that belongs to him.
Neither of them is willing to compromise for the sake of the other, so they can only separate to avoid increasing each other's pain.
The two of them stopped talking, each thinking about their own thoughts and drinking their own wine. For a long time, until they were both a little tipsy, she suddenly grabbed his hand, sat on his lap, and kissed him without any explanation.
he.
Leng's body was shaken. For some reason, her lips felt smooth and soft like silk. Her body was filled with fragrance, as if it melted at the touch. The blood in her body suddenly accelerated and her breathing became disordered.
His breath was quick, his eyes were deep, and the touch between his lips made him reluctant to leave. He pursed his thin lips lightly and kissed her uncontrollably.
…
The lights in the room went out at some point.
The night wind on the mountain was very cold. Rice Ball stood in the corner, watching the shadows in the lights merge into one, and then the lights went out...
His clear eyes dimmed, and the smell of alcohol had long since dissipated in the cold wind. Although he never made fun of him, he knew what happened.
"Rice balls?!"
Duoduo shouted in disbelief. It was so cold and he was so thinly dressed. What was he doing hiding in the corner? Was he trying to scare people by pretending to be a ghost?
He glanced at her coldly and did not answer, his eyes still staying somewhere in the darkness.
Duoduo followed his gaze and couldn't help but smile to herself, it turned out that this boy was dreaming of unrequited love? Yeah? Leng Yingying was his master, and he actually had a crush on his own master!
My mother-in-law! I didn’t expect that this ancient person was so trendy that she actually played the teacher-student relationship. Maybe the teacher-student relationship in her time was passed down like this. (Qian Duoduo, are you crazy about your clothes? Abnormal love has been going on for thousands of years.
It exists, otherwise why would there be chaos and ethics? God couldn’t help but slap her on the head.)
"Sister Leng has gone to bed. If you miss her, you don't have to come over to wait on me tomorrow. Just wait on your original master." Duo Da said generously.
He had a cold look on his face and did not thank her as she expected. On the contrary, he said coldly. His voice made Qian Duoduo want to strangle him to death.
He said, "Since you are my master for a day, I will serve you to the end. I don't mind your trouble. Please go away and don't disturb me while I enjoy the scenery."
Duoduo's face couldn't help but twitch again, looking at the scenery? Is she a trouble?
Today’s children speak really poorly!
But when she thought about the purpose of her coming, she held back. She must not care about the children. She had a lot of grown-ups.
He coughed twice, and then asked in a warm voice, "Fantuan, I wonder how Xiao Qi is doing now? Since I went up the mountain, you have been soaking in the tub every day, and I have no chance to see him. It's not easy for me to jump and jump.