After missing each other for so many years, even if Qin Zheng chased her to the northwest many times, he could not win back Yang Yan's heart which was already broken.
The world is unpredictable, so we need to cherish the people around us.
"But, I saw today that they don't have feelings for each other. Why can't they be together if they love each other?"
Thinking of the conversation and expressions between the two in the private room, Meng Xiang sighed. He felt very sad about such a tragic story, but after all, he was not in the situation and could not truly empathize with them. All he could do was sigh.
"I don't know. I don't understand either." Seeing that he had finally diverted Meng Xiang's attention, Ye Puzhou's tense nerves relaxed. He moved closer to her and hugged her, whispering softly, "Let's talk about anything in the future, and don't keep it in our hearts, okay?"
"Yeah, isn't a mouth meant for talking?" Meng Xiang also agreed with Ye Puzhou's point of view, so she nodded, then lowered her eyes and glanced at the big hand on her chest, "If you don't want to do it, then don't provoke me, okay? It makes me uncomfortable, huh?"
“……”Actually, some things don’t need to be said too clearly.
Ye Puzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Meng Xiang's quick action. His cool lips pressed against her neck, lingering on her collarbone. "Xiang Xiang, let me help you. Use this..."
The lips slowly became wet and hot, moving past the place where the palm had been, down, down, and down again.
Her fair fingertips grasped his jet-black hair, and she subconsciously shrank back, using her other hand to cover the broken sound that escaped from the corner of her mouth.
The sound insulation of houses nowadays is not very good. Even in the drowsiness, Meng Xiang could still hear the sound of raindrops outside the window, like a rhythmic guitar playing an unknown rock song.
"Ye Puzhou..."
"Hmm?" The vague answer was accompanied by the sound of water splashing, which made her face temperature rise continuously, but she still said: "Can I touch it?"
The man below paused, then a deep laugh came out, and he said, "Okay."
*
The sky was foggy after the rain, and the curtains blocked most of the light. Meng Xiang woke up slowly, his eyes were sleepy and his body was sore. It took him a long time to regain some strength and sit up on the bed. Ye Puzhou, who was sleeping next to him, had disappeared long ago and no one knew where he had gone.
They played until very late last night and both of them were a little sleepy. She fell asleep immediately. However, in order to have underwear to wear today, Ye Puzhou got up and washed the underwear he had bought.
The weather was bad, and the clothes were hung on the balcony, so they were probably not dry yet. She wrapped herself in a quilt, went to the closet, took out a set of his clothes and put them on first.
He was wearing a loose white sweater and black trousers, and had to roll up the sleeves and trouser legs three times before they would not hinder his walking.
She walked towards the living room in soft pink slippers. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the aroma of chicken soup. Ye Puzhou was cutting green onions in the kitchen. Hearing the sound, he put down the knife, quickly washed his hands and walked towards her.
"Are you awake? The toiletries are in the bathroom." He bent down and kissed her lips.
"I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Meng Xiang covered the corner of her lips and took several steps back to avoid his straight and burning gaze. There was no other way. Now when she saw Ye Pushou, she would think of the absurdity of last night, and then her face would turn red and she would be so embarrassed.
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The Beauty of 1980's
Romance[Rebirth through Time Travel] " The Beauty of the 1980s " Author: Tang Guazi [Complete + Extra] Copywriter Meng Xiang was born with a beautiful and charming body. She accidentally traveled into a novel written in the 1980s and became a female ca...
