When he was awake, South Vietnam only felt that he had taken a nap for a while, and there was not much wine left. As soon as he raised his fingertips, all of it evaporated.

But when she opened her eyes, she saw that the moon was shining outside and the sound of insects was weak. Counting the time, it was already early morning.

Feeling the breath that is hard to ignore around him, Nanyue subconsciously turned his head and looked at the man who is also closing his eyes.

There were only two of them on the bus, and the driver got off and left by himself.

Under her gaze, Sheng Jingheng slowly opened his eyes, turned his head slightly and looked at her with a little nostalgia.

"Not happy tonight?" When she drank that glass of wine, she didn't taste it carefully, but took a stuffy sip.

This is a deliberate attempt to get drunk.

"Not really," said South Vietnam lazily, "but suddenly a little reluctant."

In the past, we often met after a month or two, but now, I feel completely different.

As her predecessor, Sheng Jingheng naturally understood why she was reluctant to give up.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek: "I'll see you."

Nanyue smiled and held his hand. "Then remember to come at night. Don't be so early."

"OK." Sheng Jingheng let her hold it and didn't move for a moment.

In this quiet and gray car, they looked at each other quietly, and no one was willing to move away.

A moment later, Sheng Jingheng just moved, leaned slightly against her, held her cheek and tasted the sweetness of the day.

Nanyue responded lazily and calmly welcomed his slightly overbearing demon force. His other hand was slightly held at his waist, and the whole person unconsciously leaned towards him.

When the lips are divided, both of them are contaminated with a lot of each other's breath, intertwined together, regardless of you and me.

South Vietnam looked at him slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "brother, good kissing skills. Have you ever made a kissing scene?"

"No," Sheng Jingheng's voice was also low and dull. His eyes were heavy. He looked into her eyes with a sense of forbearance, "this kind of thing doesn't need practice."

It means that as long as he thinks enough, he can be very skilled?

How long did you think about it.

Nan Yue's face was slightly hot. He let go of him and retreated slightly: "I thought Mr. Sheng couldn't speak sweet words."

Both of them are inexperienced people, but compared with them, Sheng Jingheng always seems to be able to learn without a teacher.

The same is true when talking about love.

"If you like to listen, you can talk more in the future." Sheng Jingheng still looked at her, as if he didn't see enough.

Nanyue also wants to stay so quietly with him, but this body still needs practice and rest to maintain a high load of work.

If you don't give up like this, it will be dawn soon.

"Mr. Sheng, I have work tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Seeing his rapid response, his expression did not change. Nanyue couldn't help laughing: "well, so fast, why don't you let go?"

The hand holding her cheek just now is entangled with her left hand, which has no intention of loosening.

"I don't want to let you go." Sheng Jingheng lowered his voice and said the most honest words from the bottom of his heart.

But she had to go.

Nanyue came forward, kissed him, and then retreated: "Mr. Sheng, let's all retreat as early as possible."

Sheng Jingheng smelled the speech and looked at her brightly: "OK, I can at any time."

In this circle, I wanted to do something good, but I can do the same when I step back behind the scenes.

I'm not in a hurry. I just want to do what I can do well and do my best.

Nanyue smiled and said, "no hurry, I still have a very important thing that has not been completed."

She got Sheng Jingheng, but she still couldn't reach the height comparable to him. The long road is still long. I just hope he can stop a little and wait for her.