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

Han Yixing didn't come back to his senses for a long time, so he kept looking at her with a smile on his face, watching her eyes change from confusion to clarity, and her dazed and cute look became a little bit annoyed.

He leaned close to her and whispered ambiguously: "Xing'er, you give me a real sense of accomplishment."

These words made her blushed with success, and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said the same thing before, well, she admitted that she had no resistance to his kiss, but would this guy still stand here and make fun of her?

"Then, I'm going back?" He stroked her hair lightly. To be honest, it's impossible for him to sleep now, but this woman probably won't allow him to go one step further.

"OK Bye Bye."[

Sure enough, there is really no nostalgia.

"What if I miss you?" He was killing time as much as possible.

Han Yixing rolled his eyes when he heard that, "Mr. Meng Beichen, see you tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he didn't give him a chance to speak, turned around in a hurry and went home, and closed the iron gate on him.

"Rest earlier, I'll call you later." Meng Beichen shook his head, and could only wave to her helplessly.

Are you still calling?Han Yixing gave him a troubled look, but still nodded.

The two of them are like first love lovers, they are clearly reluctant to leave, but they must separate, Han Yixing doesn't know what she is insisting on, but she likes this sweet feeling.

After taking a shower, the phone rang. She admired his accuracy in timing.

As soon as he got connected, he heard his complaining voice: "Xing'er, my room is so cold." Without a hug from someone, it was clear and cold.

Han Yixing naturally knew what he was referring to, but he said in a serious manner: "Two more layers of quilts are fine."

"You are so ruthless." He continued to complain, listening to her soft voice through the phone, thinking that she was in the opposite house, and his heart felt peaceful.

"That's better than being passionate and promiscuous, right? Who is like you." I think he was a recognized uncle at the time.

Meng Beichen touched his nose, "Yes, it's not good to be passionate, you just need to use your affection on me."

"Who cares about you?"

"By the way, what are you going to do tomorrow?" He likes the feeling of being tired of being with her, and he must lure her back to Mengyuan. Yecheng is not their home after all.