But before I walked out of the living room, there were some hasty footsteps behind me.
Before Ouyang Weiwei could turn around, Tang Qianye had already hugged her from behind and hugged her waist tightly...
"Don't go..." He lowered his head and buried his face in her hair.
The two of them were silent and breathing. Ouyang Weiwei's eyes were a little wet. She thought that he didn't care about her existence at all.
*
The summer wind is like a song, gently blowing the Egyptian window curtains on the edge of the living room, quietly throbbing in the silence.
A pair of soft lips kissed her ears, too soft to detect, but so sensitive that her whole body trembled slightly...
"No, I told you not to do this..."
After parting, she didn't want to refuse with all her heart, but Ouyang Weiwei still avoided his lips.
But Tang Qianye didn't say anything. He held her waist and, without stopping for a moment, placed thin kisses on her neck. His black hair and pale skin were left in the sea, and his eyes were half-opened, like the dawn.
The stars in the sky before me were hazy and beautiful, so stunning that they couldn’t be imagined...
Ouyang Weiwei was stunned for a moment.
But when a gust of wind blew in from the window, she suddenly woke up.
With a gentle but firm movement, he opened his hand on his waist and said, "I'm sorry, I should go."
Her body was melted by the cool breeze as she was about to explode. Just as she was about to escape, Tang Qianye suddenly spoke from behind, "Weiwei..."
His voice was trembling a little, sounding excited and painful.
Say "Weiwei".
Ouyang Weiwei's heart tugged as she shouted, she stopped as if lost, slowly turned around, looked at him for a while, and then walked over. Looking at the sickly white and sad face, she said guiltily, "
Qianye, I'm sorry, I can't..."
"Just do as you say." He suddenly interrupted her.
In Ouyang Weiwei's shock, he lowered his head and looked down at him, only seeing the pale lower half of his face. His lips trembled slightly like willow leaves in the wind, "I promise you to continue to cooperate with you."
, you can do whatever you say, as long as you don’t leave..."
Ouyang Weiwei was shocked, she did not expect that he would suddenly compromise.
Because this man has always been cold, arrogant and aloof, even Mrs. Tang and Director Tang can't control him...
Tang Qianye stood with his head bowed, dressed in white like snow, his figure sad and lonely. He took Ouyang Weiwei's hand, put it to his face, and rubbed it gently...
His behavior was like a child clinging to something he loved, which was particularly heartbreaking to watch.
Ouyang Weiwei asked him in a low voice, "Why do you want to help me again?"
He kissed her palm, lowered his eyes and said, "Because it's you, I don't want to see you sad..."
"fool."
She smiled bitterly. She should say this because she couldn't bear to see him sad. She didn't know why, but she just felt that since she met Tang Qianye, she felt that he was so illusory, like a painting or a dream.
She will be taken away by the gentle wind at any time. She will be reborn with hatred and a dark heart, and Tang Qianye is the only soft place in her heart...
She knew clearly that she should avoid fear, knew clearly that she wanted to refuse, but she still took two steps closer to him, stretched out her other hand, and touched the sickly fair and handsome face at the same time...
The skin is soft and smooth, as if you have put your hands on a piece of warm jade.
After a while, she smiled.
"Qianye, your skin is really good, but your face is too thin and uncomfortable to touch." She said half-jokingly, while patting her handsome face, "Well, for the sake of your good looks, I
Just... don’t leave!”
After hearing her words, Tang Qianye had a faint smile on his face, and ripples in his eyes swayed softly.
The summer wind blew and the window curtains opened.
The corners of his clothes trembled in the wind.
Under the flickering light, their hair rubbed their faces and danced in the air, tangled and entangled...