In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight came through the gap in the bed curtain and shone on the person on the bed.
Zhang Xueqing had a splitting headache, rubbed her dizzy head, and sat up.
This must be fake wine. It's a shame she kept it for so long. It was a waste of emotion.
He raised his hands and rubbed his temples. He felt more comfortable before getting up from the bed.
When she opened the curtains of the windows on both sides, the warm sunlight made her unable to open her eyes.
No, she didn't remember that she blocked the curtains last night.
last night……
Zhang Xueqing desperately recalled the plot of last night. It seemed that Xinxin was here, Meng Fansen was here too, uh, and that stubborn little kid.
What happened next?
Yes, when it comes to food, they praise the food she cooks for being delicious.
A proud smile appeared on Zhang Xueqing's face.
Then……
Meng Fansen's resolute face appeared in her mind, and she actually kissed him.
Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening outside, and my heart immediately started pounding.
At this point, the only one who can come to her house is that man.
"Are you up?"
A man's deep voice came from the door.
"Ah, ah, um!"
"Stab." A sound,
The bedroom door was opened from the outside, and Zhang Xueqing felt as if the sound pulled at her heart.
Their eyes met, and she immediately averted her gaze, feeling a little helpless.
He arranged the curtains in a panic, and said, "Why are you here so early?"
Meng Fansen seemed not to notice anything unusual about her and said calmly,
"It was too late last night and I didn't clear the table. I came here to do it this morning. Breakfast is already ready. Do you want to eat now?"
"Oh, oh, okay."
After leaving the bedroom, he glanced at the simple polenta and a small cold dish on the coffee table in the living room.
"You drank too much last night. It will make your stomach feel better if you drink some porridge in the morning."
"Um, oh, yes, I drank too much."
Zhang Xueqing stopped going to the bathroom, turned around, and met the man's eyes.
"I drank too much last night and may have done something excessive. You, don't take it too seriously."
There should be nothing wrong with her saying that. Isn't this the case in novels?
As long as she pretends nothing happened, otherwise the meeting will be too embarrassing.
"Something too extreme?"
Meng Fansen gritted his back molars and his voice sounded a little fierce.
Zhang Xueqing retreated slightly and retreated directly into the bathroom.
"Well, I apologize. I'm sorry. Can you just pretend that nothing happened?"
"Nothing happened, kiss me and let me pretend nothing happened?"
Zhang Xueqing is a little embarrassed, brother, can you not say it so bluntly, she doesn't want to lose face.
"Yes, I kissed you and I apologized. What else do you want? If it doesn't work, just come back and kiss me."
Zhang Xueqing's mind started to heat up and she quickly retorted. After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said and quickly wanted to make up for it.
"Okay, you said so."
Zhang Xueqing's words of apology came to her lips, but were sealed in her mouth by the man. Unlike her gentleness last night, she was considerate and ferocious like a wild beast.
He bit her lip harshly, rubbing his teeth bit by bit, trying to pry open her teeth.
Zhang Xueqing almost lost her balance due to the sudden momentum, and her body leaned back. Meng Fansen grabbed her neck with his big palm and pressed her hard towards him.
She raised her other hand to lift the person up. She was wearing a skirt. Why did she like to wear such a long skirt so much? It was so inconvenient.
He turned around and placed the person on the sink. His palms ran along the bottom of the skirt and rubbed the slender calves bit by bit.
"Hmm~"
Zhang Xueqing groaned, and Meng Fansen took the opportunity to stick out his tongue, and the originally fierce kiss changed its style.
The long tongue was warm and soft, and he gently picked up her tongue to dance with it, so gentle that it seemed to melt her.
It was this feeling again, her body was numb, as if she was about to fly, Zhang Xueqing couldn't help but want to respond.
But Meng Fansen didn't give her a chance, withdrew his tongue, stood up straight, and stared at the person in front of him.
"Are you still going to pretend that nothing happened?"
Zhang Xueqing's expression paused. The person opposite clearly knew her reaction and left on purpose.
Turning her head to one side, not daring to look at him, she could clearly feel that the base of her ears was faintly warm.
Suppressing the throbbing in my heart, I faced the man face to face, with an expression of shame and anger after being teased, and said fiercely,
"yes!"
"good."
The man gritted his teeth and replied with one word, turned around and left Zhang Xueqing's home.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, his pounding heart gradually calmed down.
"call!"
After exhaling a breath of turbid air, the air around him finally no longer smelled of him.
Prepare to wash your face and eat, everything is over.
When she was about to move, she realized her situation.
She was sitting on the sink, her slippers had fallen off, and her feet were completely off the ground. What should she do? She couldn't get off at all.
If you jump down, your knees will hurt to death.
I sat on the sink and tried for a long time, but still couldn't do anything.
I broke out in a sweat.
"Meng Fansen, you big bastard!"
She shouted in anger.
I scolded him, but I still had to come down. Finally, I lay down on the sink and slowly came down.
No image whatsoever.
Meng Fansen went up the mountain in anger.
Following the road in the direction of the pig farm, the road further up is not a concrete road, but a stone road made of stone slabs spliced by the people of the pig farm.
Fruit trees were planted on both sides of the road, and a pavilion was built halfway up the mountain.
At this time, Meng Fansen was sitting here alone.
Last night, that woman hugged his neck and desperately asked for her. He thought that she needed him.
After putting the person back on the bed, his impulsive heart calmed down, he couldn't do this.
What he wanted was her willingness, and he wanted her to be awake rather than in this state.
He tried hard to restrain himself, settled the person in place, and left the gentle country where he could fall into a deep depression at any time.
Worried that she would feel uncomfortable, he quietly cooked breakfast for her early in the morning, hoping that the woman would feel better.
The one who is loved is always confident, and the one who loves is always humble.
Didn't he reach her heart in the end?
And the look in her eyes at the end was exactly the same as in junior high school. Did she really have no feelings for herself at all?
In junior high school, Meng Fansen held flowers and dressed up, waiting for her arrival on her only road.
"Zhang Xueqing, I like you, please be my girlfriend."
The senior from the first year of high school got ahead of him again and blocked her.
"Sorry, I don't want to fall in love now. I have more important things to do. Please don't appear in front of me again in the future. Thank you."
He is cadenced and well-organized. He is worthy of being a top student. He even refuses to confess his feelings so directly.
Zhang Xueqing came to Meng Fansen without taking two steps, also holding flowers.
