Chen Ning's already sour heart suddenly felt a little aggrieved by his sarcastic and joking words.
Song Jingye strode towards her, took her into his arms, and lightly cursed, "Idiot."
Chen Ning recalled pushing him away and being hugged with greater strength by him, only to hear him say in her ear: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Chen Ning froze. Whatever he did wrong, it was all her fault.
"I shouldn't lose my temper with you. I shouldn't get angry when I hear you mention Xu Haochen's name. I shouldn't act like an idiot and only know my feelings now."
Chen Ning's heart trembled when she heard his words. She suddenly understood the meaning of his words. She put her arms around him, threw herself into his arms, and called out softly: "Uncle."
Song Jingye shrank his arms and hugged her tighter: "Listen to me first..."
His lips were suddenly kissed back by Chen Ning who was standing on her tiptoes.
All the words he wanted to say were blocked, his brain collapsed, he couldn't think, and he forgot what he wanted to say next.
Only the touch between the lips is real, it is the only place where there is feeling in the whole body.
All the thoughts and all the blood are concentrated in those lips.
He started kissing her back, madly.
The body that has been trained for many years is very tight at this moment, the muscles are exerting force unconsciously, and the whole body is hard.
"Uncle...uncle." Chen Ning got the opportunity and turned away slightly, finally giving herself a chance to breathe. Her body was about to be crushed by him.
Song Jingye's breath was so hot that it made her heart tremble. After she turned her face away, he still maintained the same posture as before, with his forehead pressed against hers and the corners of his lips close to her face. He was trying to calm down his emotions.
Breathe and try to regain your senses.
This is the roadside, and cars are coming and going on the street outside.
Chen Ning had taken the initiative to kiss him before, but now she calmed down and became embarrassed. She gradually lowered her head and buried her face in his chest.
His chest was hard, but it couldn't stop the drumming heartbeat inside, which was full of vigorous vitality.
After hugging each other for a while, Chen Ning looked up and said, "Uncle, I love you. No matter whether your heart is empty or not, whether there is still a corner for others, or whether it is out of responsibility or habit, I have thought clearly.
, that’s your business. And it’s my business that I love you.”
Song Jingye sighed, lifted her upright from his arms, then held her hand and walked forward.
He didn't speak or express his position. Chen Ning felt slightly disappointed. Although this was the case, I hoped he could deny it.
After walking a few steps, he held her hand tighter and tighter, so tight that she felt the calluses on his palms grinding against hers. Finally, he stopped and cursed softly: "Idiot."
"Where am I stupid?" Chen Ning finally responded with the coquettishness of a little girl.
Song Jingye said: "I said I am a fool."
"Ning Hui, I've been thinking about a question recently, what is love? I did have feelings for Yaoyao before. At that time, I was about to be transferred back to Beijing from the northwest, and I met her on a business trip to Senzhou. She was very beautiful.
, her personality is also very good, which is very different from when she was a child. Like you said, I am filled with joy when I see her. This is a real relationship that I don’t want to deny. Because I have loved before, I always thought that love should be
It's that kind of heart-thumping feeling. I don't know when you broke into my sight, and I didn't even notice it. By the time I found out, I was already used to your presence and the way you ate with big mouthfuls.
I’m used to the way you run forward hard, and the way you often look at me stupidly. I’m worried about your safety when you go to work in country
The boys were chatting and laughing, which made me feel annoyed, and it annoyed everyone. I later realized that it was jealousy."
"Ning Hui, I later learned that there are many kinds of love. My feelings for Yaoyao are more like a castle in the air, illusory and untouchable, while my feelings for you are like a tree growing out of the mud. Before it sprouts,
It has already taken root in the mud and is unbreakable."