Suddenly, the girl pushed him away and said coldly, "Xiao Cheng, aren't you no longer interested in me? What are you doing now, slapping yourself in the face?"
He stiffened.
At this time, the scene changed, and there was nothing underneath him. There were two people standing next to the bed, a boy and a girl, who were extremely eye-catching.
Tang Yu hugged He Bing and looked at him condescendingly, "Xiao Cheng, don't be so rude to girls. The more delicate a girl is, the more gentle she must be treated. A man like you who doesn't understand the charm is not worthy of Bingbing.
Bingbing originally liked you, but unfortunately, you pushed her away, so now I'm not polite, Bingbing is mine."
As he spoke, Tang Yu slowly lowered his head and kissed He Bing in his arms.
No.
don't want!
Ye Ming suddenly opened his eyes on the bed.
Looking at the ceiling above his head, Ye Ming breathed heavily, his strong chest heaving up and down, his ink eyes filled with red, and his big palm hanging by his side was still holding his fist tightly, pulling
My hands sweated.
Slowly releasing his big palm, he stretched out his tongue and licked his dry thin lips, and then slowly sat up.
I am thirsty and want to drink water.
He got out of bed, stood at the table and poured himself a glass of water.
Holding the cup in his palm, he suddenly remembered the kiss in his dream...
That taste.
He dreamed of her again, another spring dream.
Well, I miss her.
Ye Ming held the cup to his lips and wanted to drink water, but at this moment the cheerful footsteps of the servants came from outside the door, "Let's go and have a look. There is a mask dance tonight. Take one."
The masked men and women can dance."
Mask dance?
Ye Ming put down the cup, will she go too?
His high fever had not subsided and he was feeling unwell, but he still stretched out his long legs and opened the door to the room.
...
On the other side, Ye Ling forced He Bing out of the room door, "Bingbing, let's go quickly. I heard that this mask dance is very lively. Don't stay in the room all the time. Let's go out and have fun."
He Bing refused, "I don't want to go."
Ye Ling had her own little plans. Although she was very angry with her brother, she couldn't let him go. She had to do this to help her, so just now she bribed her servants to say outside Ye Ming's room door.
She had heard about the mask dance, and now she came to pull He Bing in person, and she wanted to create an opportunity.
"Oh Bingbing, just go play with me. Let's leave quickly." Ye Ling pulled He Bing away without any explanation.
Ye Ming came to the mask dance, but he did not go in, but stood in a remote and uninhabited corner.
He couldn't show up, couldn't attend the masked dance, and maybe he shouldn't have come.
When did he become so out of control? If he had been so unconscious for so many years, I'm afraid he would have died hundreds of times.
However, the wound inside his shirt has been infected, and coupled with the drug addiction in his body, he is also made of flesh and blood, and he may not be able to survive tomorrow.
He just wanted to take a look.
Men and women wearing masks shuttled through the banquet hall, and soon he saw He Bing inside.
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