"I hope... you can be happy... there is a girl who loves you... I made a wish..." Han Yixing pointed at him and felt that he kept shaking. She wanted to reach out to help her, but Meng Beichen pulled her back.
It has to be tight.
"Let go, I can't even see clearly..." She yelled and struggled.
"Okay, Xing'er, you drank too much, let's go home." Meng Beichen held back his anger, picked her up and walked out the door. He couldn't bear to watch the two drunkards flirting here.
No.
Han Yixing squinted his eyes and touched his face with a pair of small hands, "How can you drink too much? I know you!"
Meng Beichen ignored her and only cursed in his heart. If he really didn't know him, how would he deal with her? [
"Husband...you are my husband." She giggled in his arms and called him softly. Meng Beichen suddenly stopped and looked at her intently, with a smile gradually rising in his eyes.
"Call me again."
"Ah? I want to sing, please let me down." Han Yixing was thinking of doing whatever he wanted at this time, but he didn't listen to his words and started struggling in his arms again.
Meng Beichen took her into the elevator, put her down, and began to lower his head and kiss her. He was filled with joy. Han Yixing was already dizzy because of her words about husband, but after being tortured by him, his whole body went crazy.
Falling to the ground.
After finally getting her into the car and settling down, the little one started to make trouble again and kept standing up to sing. Meng Beichen simply hugged her on his lap and coaxed her gently: "Good boy, take a nap first, we'll be home soon."
Already."
"No! I sing. I like Little V's songs the most." After saying that, she took his hand and sang with a smile: "I want to hold your hand, and the two of us can go to the universe. There is no gravity, and you are reflected in the night light."
With such tenderness, I want to hold your hand, escape from this planet, peel off the sorrow, and find happiness in the interlocking of our fingers..."
"Does it sound good?" She swayed restlessly on him, and Meng Beichen's eyes gradually became hot. Hearing her question, he nodded: "Well, Xing'er sings the best. Sit down and sleep for a while, eh.
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He kissed her forehead, but she still shook her head, "I feel so happy, why do I need to sleep? Meng Beichen, I love you very much, I want to kiss you!"
She shouted randomly and kissed his face with her soft lips.