Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Han Yixing didn't dare to move anymore, but couldn't help shouting: "I know it hurts, what are you doing now? Let go!"

"I want to hug you, just for a while."

He put his chin on her head and gently rubbed it, wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, and pulled her closer to him.

"Why do you still like to wear short hair?" After a while, he asked such a question.

Han Yixing was obviously stunned for a moment, all her attention was focused on his hot chest that smelled of medicine, this kind of intimacy had been separated for five years, she was not used to it, and really wanted to avoid it. [

For a moment, he couldn't think of an answer.

Meng Beichen hugged her, and then began to look at the furnishings in the room. There was a heart-shaped single sofa on the side of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a big bear was occupied on it. When he saw it, he felt a little kind.

She has changed, but she has not changed, and I still like many things the same.

"Xing'er, how have you been all these years?" His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but Han Yixing heard it, froze slightly, and finally wanted to break free from him.

"Meng Beichen, let me go."

It seemed that she had touched her taboo, and in an instant, she became cold again, as if she was far away from him.

He sighed, relaxed a little according to what she said, but didn't intend to let go, still wrapped his arms around her waist, and looked at her steadily.

"I haven't been well all these years." He suddenly talked about himself to her.

Han Yixing turned his eyes away, as if he didn't want to hear, and after a long time, he said: "The porridge is getting cold, drink some and go to bed early."

Is he not good?Shouldn't he be with Shanny now?

On the surface, he changed the topic, as if he didn't care, but his heart was still churning, wanting to know, but also afraid to know, Han Yixing, why are you always a coward?

He didn't speak, and finally let go of her, Han Yixing brought porridge, and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

"I once, forgot about you."

When she put down the bowl, he said again, watching her expression carefully, he couldn't believe it, she really didn't care about the past at all.

Han Yixing was indeed taken aback for a moment, looking at him hesitantly, but never asked.

He lay down with a slight sigh, and finally turned his eyes away, "Yixing, are you afraid to know, or, do you really already, regard me as a stranger?"