"That's it, then it seems that little Ah Xing will have to look for a job in disgrace again. Maybe he will meet an elephant at the next gym. Will little Ah Xing be accidentally crushed by him?"
"You don't have to worry about it anymore." After Meng Beichen said that, she turned off her phone.
But his eyebrows furrowed slightly. The rebellious and weird young master of the Ke family has always been mysterious. During the three years of college, you can basically count the frequency of his appearance in a month.
He just went there more frequently recently, and he thought the reason was this little guy.
He bent his head again, touched her eyes, and chuckled: "You little fool, you are so confused that you can still provoke so many people. You have great potential. However, they are not my opponents. After all, you are still mine.
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A domineering declaration, but also like a promise.
Han Yixing, who was sleeping, frowned slightly at this moment. Seeing this, Meng Beichen's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, "You've betrayed me, little one. You even shook your head at me while you were asleep."
As he spoke, he came forward and kissed her. He kissed her brows apart little by little, and then kissed her along her face to her lips lingeringly. The corners of her mouth were still open, and he kissed her so hard.
Bite, I think it should be very painful.
After sleeping until eight o'clock in the evening, Han Yixing woke up in a daze. When she saw the figure in front of her clearly, she immediately screamed. She didn't have much strength, but she still used her hands and feet to kick him.
Meng Beichen let her go crazy for a while, but her little hands and feet didn't hurt at all anyway. After a long while, seeing that she was tired, he pressed the intercom, "Young lady's dinner is coming."
Han Yixing stood up without saying a word and was about to put on his shoes and run out. Only then did he realize that he was only wearing a black shirt and no pants.
Her face suddenly turned pale, and when she turned around, she saw him leaning on the bed as if nothing happened, looking at her leisurely, as if waiting for her to speak.
Han Yixing bit his lip, but said nothing. He endured his dizziness, went around to the other side to get his clothes and bag, and headed out the door.
Meng Beichen's heart froze for a moment, and finally he couldn't hold it any longer, so he stood up and caught her back, "Where are you going?" Although his voice was hard, there was still a hint of frustration.