Chapter 200: His hands, I shouldn’t grab them

Style: Fantasy Author: Heart like rainWords: 1161Update Time: 24/01/13 08:24:36
Turning from the alley onto the main road, the surroundings gradually became brighter, and there was a dreamlike light yellow haze everywhere. Surprisingly, the wind that had been lingering all day seemed to have stopped. Looking at the deep sky, Ming Yao didn't know whether it would snow or whether it would be completely snowy and sunny, just like he didn't know what the end of the road under his feet would look like.

Time passed by minute by minute, until a half-moon slowly poked its head out of the dark clouds, Chengmei slowed down with a bored look on her face.

"Didn't you agree in advance that you can stop me at any time?"

Ming Yao, who turned back to look at Cheng Mei countless times, finally couldn't help but ask, but Cheng Mei's black and white face looked as ferocious as a monster, so Ming Yao had to carefully close his mouth. Time moved forward silently, looking at Ming Yao's melancholy face, Chengmei's eyes finally showed a moment of clarity that had not been seen for a long time. Ming Yao was suddenly happy and a little carried away. He slowed down the car exhausted and moved closer to Cheng Mei. But just when Ming Yao was trying to think of something to say, fierce air flowed from Cheng Mei's face, and her eyebrows began to twirl like a storm. Tremble. Soon, Chengmei effortlessly left Mingyao far behind...

"Agent Zhou, my home is nearby. I think we can say goodbye here."

The cars drove into the lonely alley one after another. Chengmei, who was far ahead, finally stopped and said in a teasing tone to Mingyao, who was sweating profusely.

"It's still a night walk anyway, so let me take you to the door of your house." Ming Yao panted and looked at Cheng Mei, his cheeks as mature as an alcoholic's.

"Come on! This is my home, I can find it back with my eyes closed." Looking at Ming Yao whose eyes kept rolling, Cheng Mei tightly squeezed the strap of her handbag and refused.

"But I still think that as a man, you should...", "Hahaha, Agent Zhou, I think you are the one who needs to go home quickly. It must be very hard to ride all the way."

Ming Yao paused for a moment during Cheng Mei's teasing response, and soon showed the look in his eyes like a child complaining about an adult.

"Don't mind. I also felt very tired when I first joined the sharing group. It seemed like it was more than a month ago."

"Hey! I'm a man with sports cells. How could I be as bad as you said?", "Hey, there seems to be a convenience store over there. I'll buy some drinks. Let's say goodbye after we finish."

"Forget it, I'll go, you just stay here for a while."

Ming Yao was sweating while talking, which easily aroused Cheng Mei's suspicion. Cheng Mei wanted to find an opportunity to refuse, but she couldn't find an excuse. Finally I had to bite the bullet and agreed.

"Ming Yao?!"

The wet clothes were blown dry by the wind, and Ming Yao was so cold that he had goosebumps all over his body. Just as he was waiting and stomping his steps, a familiar voice sounded from above his head.

"Hi! Is it really you? Why did you suddenly sneak up to my door at night?" When he was checking out at the convenience store, Ke Mian saw Ming Yao from a distance, but for some reason, his back was like the snow in the middle of winter. General depressed, so as soon as he opened the door, Ke Mian couldn't wait to shout. Chengmei heard the sound and quickly ran out holding the drink bag.

"Brother Ke Mian?! Haha, you're not at home with your wife at this late hour. What are you going out to buy?!"

"Because I'm running out of rice at home, and although big supermarkets have price cuts, the schedule is very conflicting, so I came here. It's open 24 hours a day, so it's convenient."

"Really? But why do I think buying rice is just an excuse? The real reason is hidden in your coat pocket?"

Ke Mian's answer was both ridiculous and bitter. For Ming Yao, this was a critical moment that tested brotherhood. Seeing Ke Mian's face turn red, Ming Yao rolled his eyes, then he patted Ke Mian's shoulder with a smile, and even tried to put his hand into Ke Mian's pocket to find out.