Leng Meiying did not avoid it. After one kiss, the clouds returned to clouds and the rain returned to rain.
Besides, it's a kiss on the forehead, not the mouth...
After a long time, the two separated, Bai Ze walked away, and Leng Meiying stayed where he was, with a warm look on his brows and a heart that couldn't bear it.
This man has done so much for himself, this love and this debt, I am afraid he will never be able to repay it in this life!
With infinite emotion in her heart, Leng Meiying sighed twice, then turned back and walked away from Bai Ze in the south and north.
Although there were many worries in her heart, Bai Ze almost begged her this time. She already felt that she owed him, so what position could Leng Meiying have to embarrass him?
In desperation, he had no choice but to return to the Zhuge family again.
When he saw Zhuge Duhan again, his expression was not very good. He smiled reluctantly at Leng Meiying and casually arranged a place for her to stay.
For Leng Meiying, the benefactor who saved the whole clan, no matter how bad Zhuge Duhan's mood was, he must arrange the highest standards.
But Leng Meiying didn't pay much attention to this. She was in a very confused mood now and just wanted to walk quietly for a while.
Leng Meiying barely slept that night. Bai Ze's feelings and the safety of the eldest lady and others made her toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.
Although Bai Ze said that with his intervention and the power he had arranged in the palace for many years, there would be no big problem for the three of them to rescue the eldest lady, Le Bing, and Van Gogh.
But somehow, Leng Meiying felt a lingering uneasiness in her heart.
This feeling lasts from the dark night to the dawn of the sun.
When the first ray of sunlight fell on Leng Meiying's face, her eyes were still wide open, clear and transparent, and never tired.
"Dong dong dong dong." A very regular knock on the door sounded. Leng Meiying's eyes moved slightly, then she stood up and straightened the corners of her unwrinkled skirt.
Opening the door, there stood a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old who was only 1.45 meters tall. Her delicate little face was filled with smiles, which made people feel pity for her.
"Nuomi, are you okay?" Leng Meiying looked at this little loli strangely, whose scheming was totally out of proportion to the cuteness on her face.
"Don't you invite me to come in and sit down?" Nuomi said, but she walked straight in, found a chair and sat down.
Leng Meiying followed helplessly, then turned around and took two fruits, threw away the glutinous rice one, and then gnawed one herself.
Nuomi was not polite either. In front of Leng Meiying, she seemed to have put down her cute disguise, sitting on a high stool and swinging her two beautiful calves rapidly.
"You haven't slept all night, right? What? Are you worried about Auntie?" Nuomi wiped the fruit stains from the corner of her mouth and looked at Leng Meiying with shining eyes.
"Yes." Leng Meiying nodded slightly and silently ate the sweet fruit on her hand.
"Hehe, maybe you only treat me as a child, but please face one thing. Maybe, your emotional pain is not as bad as that of a child like me..."
Leng Meiying was silent, she knew what Nuomi was referring to.
Indeed, at the end of the night, besides the safety of the eldest lady, she was thinking more about her relationship with Bai Ze.
She knew the consequences of continuous cutting and chaos, so she quickly cut off the mess.
But afterwards, she kept thinking, was this right or wrong?
Now that Nuomi's words touched the heart of the matter, Leng Meiying was of course speechless.
