MTL - Reborn as a Good Child-Chapter 145 Lovers' intuition

Qi Mingyang’s smile converges a little, and reaches out and handed over to Mu Jingyuan. “I haven’t seen you for a long time. Mu always looks good. Have you had a happy event recently?”

Mu Jingyuan smiled and said: "The happy event is not enough, but it is still satisfactory to life. It is better than the total, and won the big list of the 'circle city'. The spring breeze is proud."

Qi Ming Yang haha ​​smiled: "A little bit of money, can not enter the eyes of Mu."

Bai Yihan looked at them and you came to me with a slap in the face. Some of them were puzzled. With his understanding of Mu Jingyuan, he is obviously in the protection of the site. His expression is quite dignified. He looked at Qi Mingyang with doubt. Although this person is a little careful, he can't make deep friends, but he is just polite to say a few words, not to be so prepared?

He looked at Mu Jingyuan's sharp eyebrows and his hands behind his back holding his arm. He sighed and thought: Mu Jingyuan really cares about himself. This is beyond doubt, but unfortunately, this is not Love.

He turned his head and saw that his sister Bai Xueqing and Shen Tianyang stood side by side and talked with each other. The mutual love between them was full. This is not enough. He gently exhaled, fortunately, through this half-month. Look closely, my sister and Shen Tianyang should be true.

He was a little ecstatic, his shoulders were gently patted, and when he looked back, it turned out to be rigorous. She had a slightly playful white dress, and she was tall and ponytailed, and she still looked full of vitality.

She glanced at Mu Jingyuan with a smile and slammed into the ear of Bai Yihan: "Is your family always not jealous? Look at his serious face, cold wind."

Bai Yihan smiled stiffly and said: "Where, don't talk nonsense, how come you run here?"

She replied to the side: "Big brother and Zhang Ge are there, I will say a few words to Zhang Ge, but I will give you a big brother, I will come to you to play."

She was talking, and suddenly felt that her neck was a little cold, and she had a cold war with her spirits. She looked up and swept her head and looked at Mujing’s deep gaze. He was staring at himself with a white shoulder. Hand, the big brother struggled with the experience of the rigorous electric shock-like hands to open, and opened a distance with Bai Yihan, said: "Mu total Mu Jingyuan has eased his face, put Bai Yihan Pulling his own direction, he should have a voice, smiled and said: "Miss Yan San, come to find a culvert? ”

Yan Pei sighed, while spit in the heart of the "small ghost" side: "Yes, I haven't seen him for a long time, Mu Jingyuan looked down at Bai Yihan, softly said: "I feel bored and play with Miss Yan San. Go for a while, remember to come to me later. ”

Bai Yihan responded with a sigh of relief. He said with a sigh of relief: Like the eldest brother, it is a face-changing king. It’s just that you converted your winter and spring faster than your eldest brother. If you look at this little voice, you can quickly get out of the water. coming.

Bai Yihan took a step and failed to move. Looking down, Mu Jingyuan’s hand was still holding his arm tightly. He patted Mu Jingyuan’s hand and said: “Jingyuan.”

Mu Jingyuan stunned, this is a little loose hand, watching Bai Yihan and Yan Pei go farther and farther back, his face is very unsightly: that Yan Pei, the closer he is away from his culvert!

Yan Pei walked, the kind of creepy feeling came again, and looked back quietly. Sure enough, Mu Jingyuan looked at her sullenly, and she sighed helplessly, silently making aside. That feeling is really a lot less, hey, this Mu Jingyuan, how is this so protective? More than her big brother vinegar sex!

After a noisy day, the servants cleaned up the mess. Everyone in the white house went back to the room to rest. Mu Jingyuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the direction of the bathroom with no focal length, next to the thin lips, I don’t know. what.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, and Bai Yihan walked out wearing a tightly wrapped pajamas and smiled at him: "Awaiting for a long time? Go wash it."

Mu Jingyuan stood up and walked over to Bai Yihan. He bowed his head slightly and kissed his forehead. Wen said: "Is it tired? I will blow your hair for you. You should sleep first."

Bai Yihan stepped back and smiled. "No, you are tired. Go to take a bath and sleep. I will blow it myself." He said that he staggered and walked over.

Mu Jingyuan took a glimpse of the light, stood silently in the field for a while, and stepped up the bathroom.

When he washed it out, Bai Yihan had already blown his hair and lay down in the bed, looking like he was asleep.

He touched his face gently, sighed, turned off the headlights, left only a dim small wall lamp, took the cigarette case and went to the balcony, carefully closed the balcony door, he leaned on the railing I ignited a cigarette, letting the night wind blow his wet hair, and a pair of dark eyes clung to the smoke and couldn’t see the look. He looked at the night scene outside. The night here was quiet, but the heart was a wave. The turmoil, the sense of uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger, just like holding a handful of sand in the palm of your hand. The more you panic, the harder you are. The harder you lose, the faster you lose. The heart knows that you will only get an empty end, but you can only get it. Feeling in vain to stay, this feeling really makes him afraid and powerless, but looking at the white family and a culvert look very natural, there is no inappropriate place, why his heart is so panic, is this just him alone? Is it ill-free?

In the autumn, the weather is already a bit cold. The western suburbs are in the mountains, the night wind is very cold, but he doesn't feel cold at all. He only wears a bathrobe to stand on the balcony and smokes. There are a lot of cigarette butts in the glass ashtray. But Mu Jingyuan’s mind is still very messy.

Bai Yihan had been lying on the bed for a long time. He had never seen Mu Jingyuan come back. He didn’t hear the door just now. He should not go out. He was a little strange where the man ran. Mu Jingyuan was not around, he could not sleep at all. He was a little annoyed to think that when Mu Jingyuan returned to a "normal" life, he was afraid to rely on drugs to sleep.

He waited for a while, and finally couldn't help but open his eyes. There was no one in the room. He got up and put on his slippers and found a circle. He couldn't find his hair. Did he go out?

I just wanted to go out and have a look. When I turned around, I saw a bright light on the balcony. He walked over and screamed: "Jingyuan?"

The fire broke out and it quickly went out. Mu Jingyuan opened the balcony door and came in, brought in a cold smell of tobacco, and quickly turned back to close the door, whispered: "How did you get up? I woke you up. Yet?"

Bai Yihan frowned and said, "How do you wear such a thing to smoke outside?"

He said that he took a step forward and tried to touch Mu Jingyuan's hand. Mu Jingyuan stepped back and said: "Don't touch Han Han, I am cold, you go back to bed, just wake up, don't catch cold."

Bai Yihan looked at his slightly blue lips, and he was very distressed. He stubbornly forced him into the air. Mu Jingyuan could only helplessly go backwards, until the back leaned against the wall and he couldn’t retreat. : "Han Han is noisy, really cool.

Bai Yihan was a little angry and said: "Do you know the cold? Then you still ran outside to blow?"

His hand touched Mu Jingyuan's arm and groped to other places. The tentacle was cold everywhere. He hurriedly grabbed his cold hand, dragged the person to the bed, pushed him to the bed and used the quilt. Live, think about myself, I also got into the bed, I want to use his body temperature to help him warm quickly, but he was held down by Mu Jingyuan, only to listen to him whispered: "Han Han, don't make trouble, really will catch cold."

Bai Yihan showed a bitter smile: "I am not a paper paste, not so cold, but you, do you want to tell me why I don't sleep at night and go outside to smoke? I remember you have no cigarette addiction."

Mu Jingyuan licked his lips and did not speak.

Bai Yihan whispered: "Is there any trouble? I know that I am useless, you..."

Mu Jingyuan was busy: "Don't say that, Han Han, for me, you are the best."

Bai Yihan calmed down and whispered: "Is the best?" Brother? However, what he should be satisfied with is that he is too greedy.

Mu Jingyuan thought that his hesitation made him unhappy. He thought about it and said: "Han Han, you tell me the truth, have I made you angry recently?"

Bai Yihan said: "No, how do you think so?"

Mu Jingyuan said, "Why are you..."

Bai Yihan looked at him so unclear: "Well?"

Mu Jingyuan closed his eyes and pushed him down on the bed, slowly approaching...

When the lips were about to come into contact, Bai Yihan gently twisted his head.

Mu Jingyuan sighed with frustration. The forehead was in the shoulder of Bai Yihan and sighed: "You resist my closeness, resist my kiss, culvert, you... regret with me? You regret it. Yet?"

Bai Yihan was stiff for a moment, and laughed strongly: "No, you don't think about it."

Mu Jingyuan looked up and touched his face, his eyes were a little sad: "Han Han, your attitude towards me has changed. Although most of the time, it is the same as usual, and I care about me. I can still feel that you love me. However, your attitude has changed. This is my instinct as a lover. It is not wrong." His voice is very light, with a touch of helplessness and sorrow, and then said: "You are not willing to marry, resist me. Close, han, I... I am very scared, I hope that we are honest, if you don’t love me anymore, don’t want to be with me again, just tell me, okay?” Although I don’t agree.

Bai Yihan heard him say "candid" and blurted out: "What about you? Are you honest?"

Mu Jingyuan stunned and raised a little body: "Han Han... Is there any misunderstanding? I have not lied to you?"

Bai Yihan was a little annoyed with his mouth. He sighed in his heart. It turned out that he did not complain as he thought. In his heart, he still had complaints. He could not be as willing as he had thought before. Cooperate with the family's "treatment plan", perform the role that you want to play, and then quit silently.