She took a few secret breaths, slowly approached Zhang Lang's arms, and said softly: "Alang, can you hug me?"
Seeing that she was voluntarily approaching her for the first time, Zhang Lang couldn't bear to refuse her, so he hugged her gently. Novel rankings
Seeing that the first step was successful, Shao Mengquan put his face on his face and said softly: "Alang, you have never given me a kiss."
Zhang Lang was obviously stunned.
They will get married sooner or later, not to mention that Shao Mengquan thinks their relationship is very unfamiliar, even he himself thinks this kind of relationship is very abnormal.
He seemed to be very concerned about her and was very nervous about her, but apart from that, he didn't know if he had any other feelings for her.
A long time ago, he used to like her very much. But now...
Seeing that he was indifferent, Shao Mengquan called him lightly, "Alang..."
Her voice was very soft and gentle, like a starlight in the dark night, making people feel dazed.
Zhang Lang looked at her and slowly lowered his head, but only gave a light kiss on her forehead.
Just as he was about to leave, she wrapped her hands around his neck.
Zhang Lang was caught off guard.
"Alang, we are going to get married, let me become your wife in advance." Her face was as shy as if it was a red apple.
Zhang Lang knew that she had used all her courage to say such words.
But he had no desire or desire.
Because at this moment, Tian Mafan's smile suddenly sped past his mind.
He took a breath, gently moved her hands away, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm going back to the study. You can rest early."
He carried her to the center of the bed, helped her lie down, and covered her with a quilt.
Shao Mengquan pulled him and said anxiously, "Alang, you..." She lowered her head embarrassedly, "Don't you really want to?"
Zhang Lang turned his head, full of melancholy, "Mengquan...I'm sorry..."
Shao Mengquan left as he listened to his footsteps, and a tear flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
Zhang Lang returned to the room, leaned against the sofa, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
The quiet light spread out layer by layer in his bright eyes, reflecting a kind of brilliant color.
Tian Mafan's figure rose again in his mind.[
Every time he and Shao Mengquan are together, he can't help but think of her, the sweetness of being with her, and the hardship of being with her.
Perhaps in his heart, only she is connected with the word love.
No one can understand the meaning of this word better than them.
He closed his eyes quietly and tried hard to restrain himself from thinking about her.
But the water flowed even more when he drew his knife. The more he wanted to forget her figure, the more confused he thoughts became.
It is like a series of complicated and interlaced ropes, which are endless and messy.
He took a breath, stood up, picked up the car key and walked out the door.
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The dark night sky is very quiet, with stars like ice hockey, crystal clear.
He stood under the starry sky but had no intention of watching the night view, only looking at the lights in her room.
His hand holding the cell phone was raised and put down, and he put down and raised again.
After struggling for a while, he still called her, "Mafan, I want to see you."
The microphone was silent for a while, and finally agreed.
The two drove to the beach. The vast sea was mysterious and dark under the night.
The sound of water rustled and the moonlight was faint.
The two sat down on the reef, looked at the sea, and remained silent for a long time, but didn't speak.