He reached out to brush away the water droplets from her hair, his movements gentle, as if brushing away the dust on a rare treasure.
He looked into her eyes and raised the corners of his beautiful lips.
"hi!":
Wen Tong's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, her long eyelashes trembling in the rain, and the two droplets of water on them seemed to be about to roll down from the leaves, crystal clear.
This world is so amazing, why did this man appear after just one afternoon nap?
Her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and there was a strange color in her eyes, which was reflected in his dark pupils.
He suddenly stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, holding her slender and slightly wet body. He sighed in his ears, "Sorry, I'm late."
He said it so naturally, as if his lateness was delayed by something, and as if nothing had happened to them before.
Wen Tong was still in a daze, her face pressed against his chest, and his heartbeat was transmitted into her eardrums regularly. The sound was steady and powerful, causing her nervous heartbeat to slow down.
"It's raining heavily, let's go in."
He naturally took her hand and walked into the house.
Her eyes fell on the two hands held by him, one black and one white, with clear lines of sight, one large and one small, containing tolerance.
She suddenly felt uncomfortably choked in her heart, as if she had many things she wanted to say but could not say them out.
I can only be obedient like a kitten, led by him, and move forward obediently.
Ling Shaohui was preparing dinner in the kitchen, humming local folk songs leisurely.
When he saw the two people walking in hand in hand, the kitchen knife in his hand clenched and the tomatoes in front of him rolled twice and rolled off the chopping board.
He blinked twice, as if he had seen a ghost.
It was no different from Wen Tong's behavior just now.
Putting down the kitchen knife, Ling Shaohui hurriedly greeted, "Mr. Beichen."
Although his impression of Beichen Xiao was not good, after all, he was someone who had helped him and Peipei, so he must be grateful.
But when he saw him holding Wen Tong's hand, something strange still flashed in his heart. Two people who looked exactly the same could easily create misunderstandings for other people. Just like now, he needed to constantly be reminded in his heart that that was not Pei.
Pei Pei, that’s not Pei Pei.
Bei Chenxiao nodded to him, "Excuse me, I may have to stay here for a few more days."
Wen Tong looked at him in surprise.
Wen Ze said that he would send a plane to take them back tomorrow. Why did he say he would stay for a few days?
She didn't know that Bai Mingzhi was being detained by the police and would not appear in Country Y for a while, so she was free these days.
"Go and change some clothes, they're all soaked." He flicked her forehead lovingly, his tone so gentle that it could drown someone.
Wen Tong had been in a dreamy state. When she heard his bewitching voice, she almost involuntarily walked upstairs.
He watched her back disappear before turning to Ling Shaohui, who was standing there like a puppet, and said, "Mr. Ling, I want to discuss something with you."
It was said that it was a discussion, but the tone was unquestionable.
After Wen Tong changed her clothes and came down, she saw Ling Shaohui standing at the door with a travel bag, as if waiting to say goodbye to her.
"Shaohui..." She has become accustomed to calling him this name.
When Beichen Xiao heard this, his brows furrowed, but the jealousy in his heart was still well suppressed.
He will not forget the purpose of his coming here.
Seeing Wen Tong running over in small steps, Ling Shaohui assumed the vulnerable posture of an oppressed person and secretly glanced at the man over there.
Wen Tong naturally understood why he suddenly left, so he followed his gaze and glared at Beichen Xiao fiercely.
Beichen Xiao didn't take it seriously and just admired the furnishings in the room.
"Peipei is left alone in the country, and I am also very worried. I originally planned to leave early tomorrow morning. Since Mr. Beichen has arranged a flight, I will go ahead." Ling Shaohui explained.
"I'll go with you too." Wen Tong turned around to pack her luggage.
Ling Shaohui grabbed her and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. There are only two seats in the helicopter this time, and only one person can sit there except the pilot." He said comfortingly: "You stay here for two days, and Mr. Beichen will be responsible for sending you back."
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"But..."
"Mr. Ling, it's time to go." Bei Chenxiao glanced at his watch and urged.
Ling Shaohui had no choice but to say goodbye in a hurry and leave as if running away. He was afraid that if he was a step too late, the man would throw him out directly.
Wen Tong turned her head helplessly, looking at the man with eyes that seemed to ask, what do you want?
Bei Chenxiao ignored her questioning gaze, took her hand and walked to the dining table to sit down.
She was pushed down on the chair and looked at him suspiciously.
As if by magic, he took out a small iron box and pushed it forward in front of her.
"Open it and take a look."
She didn't move, and her guarded expression was as if she was afraid of a bomb.
He stared at her funny and made an opening gesture again.
Wen Tong lowered her head, and finally stretched out her fingers to slowly open the lid of the iron box. The smell of cream and fruit hit her face, and she saw a piece of delicate cake.
The expression on her face flashed with surprise and surprise. She raised her head and looked at the man with a proud smile in confusion.
He flew all the way for so long just to deliver a piece of cake?
This man is crazy.
Beichen Xiao placed an alarm clock in front of her. The small alarm clock was pink with cartoon animal patterns printed on it.
Wen Tong stroked the alarm clock with a nostalgic light in her eyes.
When she lived in Beichenxiao's seaside villa, he bought this alarm clock, saying it was for her to wake up.
She also insisted at the time that she had a biological clock in her body that was more accurate than this. Even though she said that, she liked this pink little alarm clock so much that she kept it on the bedside and played with it when she was unhappy.
Ichiban.
Unexpectedly, he brought this alarm clock.
Looking at the time on the alarm clock, she felt a little startled.
Twenty-three fifty-seven!
Bei Chenxiao sat next to her, held her shoulders with his big hands, and said softly: "In Bincheng, today is still the 15th, so..." His thin and hot lips pressed against her pretty face.
, a few warm and touching syllables escaped from the lips, "Happy birthday."
A belated birthday wish, a belated birthday cake.
On the night when Wen Tong first came, she thought there was no cake, no blessings, just a bowl of seafood noodles, but in the blink of an eye, there were cakes and blessings, as if it was a dream.
She clenched her little hands excitedly, with sparkling water in her eyes.