Suddenly, the girl pushed him away and said coldly, "Xiao Cheng, aren't you no longer interested in me? What are you doing now, slapping yourself in the face?"
He stiffened.
At this moment, the scene changed, and there was nothing underneath him. There were two people standing beside the bed, a boy and a girl, who were extremely eye-catching.
Tang Yu hugged He Bing and looked at him condescendingly, "Xiao Cheng, don't be so rude to girls. The more delicate a girl is, the more gentle she must be treated. A man like you who doesn't understand the charm is not worthy of Bingbing.
Bingbing originally liked you, but unfortunately, you pushed her away, so now I'm not polite, Bingbing is mine."
As he spoke, Tang Yu slowly lowered his head and kissed He Bing in his arms.
No.
don't want!
Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes on the bed.
Looking at the ceiling above his head, Ye Ming breathed heavily, his strong chest heaving up and down, his ink eyes filled with red, and his big palm hanging by his side was still holding his fist tightly, pulling
My hands sweated.
Slowly releasing his big palm, he stretched out his tongue and licked his dry thin lips, and then slowly sat up.
I am thirsty and want to drink water.
He got out of bed, stood at the table and poured himself a glass of water.
Holding the cup in his palm, he suddenly remembered the kiss in his dream...
That taste.
He dreamed of her again, another spring dream.
Well, I miss her.
Ye Ming held the cup to his lips and wanted to drink water, but at this moment the cheerful footsteps of the servants came from outside the door, "Let's go and have a look. There is a mask dance tonight. Take one."
The masked men and women can dance."
Mask dance?
Ye Ming put down the cup, will she go too?
His high fever had not subsided and he was feeling unwell, but he still stretched out his long legs and opened the door to the room.
…
On the other side, Ye Ling forced He Bing out of the room door, "Bingbing, let's go quickly. I heard that this mask dance is very lively. Don't stay in the room all the time. Let's go out and have fun."
He Bing refused, "I don't want to go."
Ye Ling had her own little plans. Although she was very angry with her brother, she couldn't let him go. She had to do this to help her, so just now she bribed her servants to say outside Ye Ming's room door.
She had heard about the mask dance, and now she came to pull He Bing in person, and she wanted to create an opportunity.
"Oh Bingbing, just go play with me. Let's leave quickly." Ye Ling pulled He Bing away without any explanation.
Ye Ming came to the mask dance, but he did not go in, but stood in a remote and uninhabited corner.
He couldn't show up, couldn't attend the masked dance, and maybe he shouldn't have come.
When did he become so out of control? If he had been so unconscious for so many years, I'm afraid he would have died hundreds of times.
However, the wound inside his shirt has been infected, and coupled with the drug addiction in his body, he is also made of flesh and blood, and he may not be able to survive tomorrow.
He just wanted to take a look.
The banquet hall was filled with men and women wearing masks, and soon he saw He Bing inside.
He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his blood-red eyes locked tightly on that delicate figure.
The 21-year-old girl stood in the center of the brightly lit hall, so bright and beautiful that it dazzled people.
She turned sideways, looking down at her mask.
Ye Ming looked at half of her profile. Her delicate skin like mutton fat exuded an alluring sheen like pearls. She lowered her eyelids, and her long feathers like butterfly wings were falling down one by one quietly and beautifully.
This caused the men in the banquet hall to steal glances at her frequently.
Ye Ming looked at her. When there was no one in private, he looked at her figure from top to bottom. He was a 35-year-old man. He wanted to hide nothing. He hadn't touched her for several days.
Already.
He clearly dreamed of her in his dream last night, but before he could control it, Li Qi implicitly laughed at him saying "I can't do it."
Ye Ming quickly shook off these charming images. She was choosing masks, and soon she chose an eagle mask.
Eagle.
Ye Ming watched her gently caressing the eagle with her soft fingertips. Was she thinking about him?
He is the legendary blood eagle, but she doesn't seem to know that it is him. At this time, her love for the eagle mask is probably a kind of tacit understanding. He and she are so in tune with each other both physically and mentally.
Ye Ming's heart was so soft that his silly girl, Ye Ling, said she would leave tomorrow when Xia Xiwan came. Why didn't she leave immediately instead of waiting for Xia Xiwan to come?
She still doesn't trust him.
"Mrs. Gu, Miss He, hello." At this time, the leader of the village came over.
Ye Ling pulled He Bing back and saw that the leader of the village had brought his son Lu Si over. At this time, Lu Si's eyes were falling on He Bing's body, his eyes shining brightly.
"Master of the Village, Master Lu Si, hello." Ye Ling said hello.
"Miss He, did you choose the eagle mask? What a coincidence. I also chose the eagle mask." Lu Si looked at He Bing and smiled.
He Bing took a look at the eagle mask in Lu Si's hand, and it turned out to be exactly the same as the one she chose.
When she walked in just now, she took a fancy to this eagle mask. She felt that the goshawk flying alone in the sky was very similar to the man in Xiao Cheng, so she chose this one.
Lu Si looked at He Bing and had to say that Yanyu Jiangnan in Middle-earth was the most nurturing woman. He had seen many beauties, but he had never seen He Bing so beautiful.
He Bing's temperament is more attractive, elegant and calm, and there was a touch of sadness when she held the eagle mask just now, making people want to hold her in their arms and take care of her.
"Miss He, can I ask you to dance?" Lu Si walked up to He Bing, bent down like a gentleman, and held out his hand.
This place has attracted everyone's attention, and everyone is making noises
"Promise! Promise! Promise quickly!"
"Dance! Dance! Dance!"
Ye Ming in the corner looked at this scene. Lu Si was handsome and handsome, and He Bing was slim and graceful. The two of them were surrounded by people and booed them. They had an ambiguous atmosphere of love.
He knows that she is very popular. Even if Tang Yu is gone, there will still be Tang Yu No. 1 and Tang Yu No. 2, and these men will be fascinated by her.
At this time, the servants around me were also talking:
"Wow, our Young Master Lu Si and the heavenly-beautiful Miss He are such a perfect match."
"Today's mask dance is prepared by our village leader for Young Master Lu Si. He wants to choose a young lady for Young Master Lu Si. It seems that Miss He is very likely to become our young lady."
"Look at the way Master Lu Si looks at Miss He, it's the look of someone falling in love."
Ye Ming's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing. At this moment, he wanted to rush out, pull her to his side, and declare his sovereignty to the world.