An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen are left.

In the evening, Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing came out of the building and said that they would take her to eat delicious food.

Looking at the new restaurant in the world trade center, an Xiaojing was a little excited.

She prefers to try something new.

"Want to eat shrimp?"

"No

An Xiaojing thinks that Leng Yichen peeled shrimp for herself before. If she ate shrimp, the person would have to peel it for her.

"Well, then eat crabs!"

Leng Yichen insisted.

The two approached a restaurant and ate.

They are just in the position where they can see the night view of the whole city A.

And the river from the top down.

Everything is beautiful.

"Delicious."

An Xiaojing cleaned up the things on her plate. When she saw Leng Yichen again, she was spoiling her face.

"This shop is very good. It's a time-honored shop. A long time ago, I came here with a man."

He spoke suddenly.

A person, it seems, is a woman.

I don't know why, an Xiaojing's heart is slightly sour. Even she doesn't understand why this kind of small emotion arises.

"Well, who? Let me guess. It must be a woman

An Xiaojing doesn't know. Her tone sounds sour at this moment.

"You know that!"

Cold also Chen answers, but the corner of the mouth inadvertently evokes a very subtle smile.

"Oh? It seems that we should list all your old lovers

"Do you mind?"

Leng Yichen asked, but he was very happy.

"How could I mind! Who are you with? That's your freedom. Leng Yichen, we'd better not interfere with each other. "

An Xiaojing snorted.

"When I was very young, I came here with my mother. I always accompany her on her birthday. Order her favorite dish. "

Leng Yichen's eyes are full of memories.

Think of childhood things, the eyes are no longer sad in the past, but become bright.

Perhaps, after some things release, memory will become the pink of happiness.

"Oh

An Xiaojing just nodded. What did she mind just now?

"My mother especially likes to watch the night view, because the night view is very beautiful."

Leng Yichen looked out of the window. What remained unchanged was the brilliant lights on the river.

Better than when I was a child.

"But since she left, I have never been here again."

Leng Yichen said suddenly, and his tone was a little sad.

"No one has ever been able to sit here with me and see the scenery again."

After a pause, he continued, "so, in the future, will you come here with me?"

The sound is accompanied by the music in the hotel. Leng Yichen's request seems so irresistible.

"Me

An Xiaojing is at a loss.

"Will it?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Well, Leng Yichen, I'll come with you."

An Xiaojing nodded and laughed.

At this moment, she had no reason to refuse. It was all the memories of Leng Yichen, with some mixed memories of sadness and happiness.

"Thank you

The man on the opposite side suddenly laughed, like a child eating candy, the whole person, his face is filled with happiness.

After dinner with an Xiaojing, they go to the villa together.

When she got home, an Xiaojing was so tired that she went upstairs to her bedroom.

Before her hair was dry after the shower, she lay on the bed.

He was half awake with his eyes closed.

"The hair is not dry!"

Leng Yichen came near and sighed.

An Xiaojing didn't even have the strength to answer his words.

Yes, all day long, I've been on the run.

Then Leng Yichen went to the bathroom, took a dry towel from the inside and helped an Xiaojing wipe the water on her hair carefully. She was very serious every time.

The man's eyes slowly opened, but his consciousness remained in a dream.

"Leng Yichen, what are you doing?"

An Xiaojing's voice is very small and her strength is soft.

"Well, you can't sleep until your hair is dry!"

Leng also Chen's tone slightly took a little order in it.

"Yes. But I'm too sleepy. After eating so much delicious food, the blood flows to my stomach and my brain lacks oxygen. I'm sure I'll be sleepy. "

An Xiaojing sighed logically."It's very clear."

He said with a cold smile.

Then dry all of an Xiaojing's hair.

Until he thinks he can.

However, at this time, an Xiaojing's sleepiness dissipated.

Leng Yichen washed himself, pulled the horn from the other side and climbed up.

"Don't think you just wiped my hair, and there's no third or eighth line!"

An Xiaojing jokingly said that she pushed Leng Yichen aside.

The invisible line is between them.

"I'm going to fall!"

Leng Yichen opens his mouth to an Xiaojing. He's right. If he works hard again, he will fall out of bed.

When an Xiaojing got up and saw that he was not lying, she drew a new line.

"That's it. Anyway, don't try to get close to me."

Leng Yichen was speechless.

But it's getting dark.

Two people's voice is also getting smaller and smaller, until two people's voice slowly become a steady breathing.

It's winter. Even if the heating is on enough, an Xiaojing will still feel a little cold.

She kept pulling the quilt on her body, but it was not enough.

So, his subconscious let himself gradually close to another body.

It's like if it's close, it'll warm up.

An Xiaojing's body rubbed and rubbed, and her body was slightly stiff.

She didn't feel cold until she shrank in that body.

Then, very quiet sleep in the past.

Night, blurred.

The next day, when an Xiaojing opened her eyes, she found an arm encircling her waist.

That man sleeps better than himself.

She looked at it in a daze.

"Leng Yichen!"

An Xiaojing spoke directly and her voice brightened up.

"Yes?"

That person is also half dream half wake of answer oneself.

"What are you doing?"

Isn't it the third and eighth line?

It's Leichi!

No more!

"Yes

Leng Yichen still did not understand the current situation and still closed his eyes.

An Xiaojing made great efforts to kick Leng Yichen to the ground.

"You

Leng Yichen is sober.

Look again.

Well, I was kicked to the ground.

"Can't you sleep in the morning?"

"What do you mean? How can you go back on what you said yesterday? "

An Xiaojing hated it.

"I didn't cross your line, you crossed it yourself!"

As soon as he spoke, Leng Yichen regretted. How could he reason with a woman.

"I'm wrong, can't I?"