Her other hand was against his chest, but she couldn't push him away at all.

"Yan Yan..." the murmuring voice escaped from his thin lips. His deep black eyes looked at her vaguely. His lips were rising, as if it was the best dream for him. "My dream hasn't woke up yet. Don't go. Stay with me... I really want to miss you..."

"You -" junle Yan's body, which was still struggling, couldn't help but stop. His head was lower and lower, and their faces were getting closer and closer.

She could clearly feel his breath and the thick wine mixed in his breath. He was smiling, but against the blurred eyes, he looked so illusory, as if this man, a fragile glass, was already full of cracks. As long as he made a little effort, he would be completely broken.

At this moment, she only felt that her mind seemed to be attracted by his eyes. His eyes and his smile all made her heartache.

When his lips gently touched her cheek, she was inspired and suddenly came back to her mind, "you... You let go of me and let me get up." junle Yan didn't start, avoided Mei Beichen's lips and said with some effort.

But his lips still stubbornly kissed her cheek. No matter how she dodged, he still kissed, so that in the end, she gave up and stopped turning her head, allowing his lips to sprinkle one small kiss after another on her cheek, "Yan Yan, I won't let you go... No, no more... It's not easy for you to come to my dream. Don't hide from me, OK? Don't refuse me again. I really can't stand it... Can't stand it..."

He murmured intermittently, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes, as if her refusal could become the last straw to crush him at any time.

At this moment, junle Yan only felt that his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and his heart seemed to hurt more.

His kiss spread from her cheek to her eyebrows, eyes and bridge of nose

But this kiss was quite different from their previous kisses. He just touched it like a dragonfly. It seemed that he was deeply afraid that if it was badly touched, it would wake him up from this beautiful dream.

His kiss, gentle to the extreme, but careful to the extreme, let junle Yan have a kind of sour nose feeling.

Once upon a time, he even kissed like this?

Jun Leyan, is this what you want? Is this the way you think it's good for both?

Do they want to live like this?

In their love, not only she but also he was injured. In fact, he was also completely injured.

"Yan Yan, don't want me, OK?" he shouted hoarsely.

The original insistence, the original thought, were all broken in front of him. Once upon a time, they became such mutual torture? Obviously, they still love each other, don't they?

What is her previous persistence for? Just to make each other more painful?

In my heart, a voice sounded, "junle Yan, when will you insist and refuse?"

Finally, her hand slowly put around his neck. She heard her voice saying, "OK, Beichen, let's start again. This time, I don't owe you, and you don't owe me."