His eyes fell quietly on her cheek, and she was still sleeping soundly.

This seems to be the first time they are so close, palace Mo Chen felt that the throat seems to block something, some hair dry.

Don't open his eyes. There are two ideas at war in his brain.

He wanted to wake her up and tell her not to lean on others.

However, he remembered that he had just seen the blue color under her eyes. It was obvious that she had not slept well these days. It would not be very gentlemanly for him to wake her up.

In this repeated fighting, a stewardess came up and asked in a very low voice, "Sir, do you need a thin blanket for your girlfriend?"

Palace Mo Chen hesitates for a while, nod: "good, thank you."

Stewardess took blanket, see palace Mo Chen cannot move, so again way: "I come."

After that, she helped Song Yi to cover it gently.

Yi song Temple of a Mo people did not know, she did not want to listen to what in the past.

However, she seemed to have gone to sleep again, and a soft breath fell on his ear. Suddenly, he felt a strange electric current coming along his auricle, which made him feel numb.

It is in such a large area of current, palace Mo Chen feel, there is a small current suddenly jumped to the abdomen, suddenly, there rose a burst of heat.

However, when he felt with his heart, there was silence again immediately, like a prank. After giving him hope, he was suddenly upset.

However, the shoulder of her unconscious.

Even, because of the subtle movements he had just made, she seemed to feel uneasy, so she raised her hand and did not know if she was looking for something to grab.

Under the thin blanket, the hand of palace Mo Chen was caught once.

After two seconds, he stretched out his hand and held the hand of Song Yi.

That kind of feeling is very wonderful, as if the boys and girls who secretly fell in love with each other at school are quietly holding hands under the desk.

It is also like the underground love of office men and women, in the conference room is meeting, secretly under the conference table ten fingers clasp.

His heart was filled with inexplicable feelings. For the first time, he found that a girl's hands were small and soft, which seemed to be able to run straight into his heart.

Gong Mo Chen slightly tightened the finger.

In her sleep, Song Yi felt that her hand was pulled by someone. The breath on the person was very familiar, but that hand was quite strange, which was different from Gong Lingye's hand in her impression.

At the moment, there is no thin cocoon in the hands of that person. The fingers are slender, and they are softer than those of Gongling night.

Somehow, the people of Song Yi suddenly thought of Chu Mingyao.

Did Chu Mingyao come after her?

She opened her eyes and jerked her hand away in a reflex.

For a moment, the blanket on the body slipped down, and the face of the palace Mo Chen beside him came into view.

Song Yi People's heart is still a bit frightened, eyes with vigilance and exclusion, and then, slowly relaxed down, said: "sorry."

The palm of Gong Mo Chen is empty in an instant, the vigilance of her eye just makes his eye seem to be stabbed for a while, his eyebrow peak is tight and frown, the whole person's body immediately escapes the cold breath.

"This chair can be adjusted, and the back can be adjusted to sleep." He said coldly.

Song Yiren apologized again: "sorry, not next time."

She some doubt, palace Mo Chen body how can have palace Ling night's breath? Did they use the same Shower Gel?

After that, Song Yi people no longer sleepy, until a little while, the plane landed.

She and palace Mo Chen between again have no conversation, after getting off the plane, palace Mo Chen somebody comes to pick up, and she is to go directly to taxi passageway.

Although it has been several hours since the appearance of Beiming foam, the people of Song Yi still went to the location of the bell tower.

She stood in front of the square, looking for a long time, in addition to tourists, no familiar figure.

There's no way to find someone like this, especially since they can't reveal their identities.

Therefore, when Song Yi people saw that some people put out small advertisements, their hearts moved.

She found a print shop found on the Internet at the entrance of an alley. Because she gave the money happily, the other party quickly agreed to come down. She also called a lot of offline personnel to help Song Yi people post small advertisements.

So, just a few hours later, a lot of such advertisements were put up in the streets of Pingcheng

"Lingzai, your aunt will wait for you to come home and eat your favorite steamed hairtail with cream! The third phase of Qi Qi baling, uncle 135. "

Lingzai was a cat raised by beimingmo before. Chu Mingyao didn't know that, because he had only kept lingzai for more than two months, he lost it.

What's more, this guy doesn't like cat food. What he likes most is a strange dish like fried hairtail with cream.

Song Yi believed that if beimingmo saw the news, he would try to contact her.

So she went to a local hotel, checked in and waited for the call.Gong Lingye had dinner in the old house today, because old lady Gong said that Gu tingxue had come and asked him to come back. It happened that their mother and son had not eaten together for a long time.

After dinner, Gu tingxue was sent back to Gu's home. Gong Ling night came out and called Song Yi people: "warm and warm."

Song Yi people heard Gong Ling night's voice, only then realized that she came to Pingcheng, did not seem to have told him.

She said: "I went to Pingcheng. My classmates have something to do with me."

Palace Ling night a Leng, immediately way: "when?"

"Afternoon flight." Song Yi's humanity.

Gong Ling night was silent for a moment: "well, I know."

Song Yi people noticed the unhappiness in his tone, although she also felt that she should say hello to him before. However, on second thought, they were not formally together, and she seemed not obliged to report everywhere.

In addition, she never liked to be soft, so she didn't want to say that he seemed unhappy.

So he said, "what's the matter?"

Gong Ling night tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and his tone was indifferent

Song Yi humanitarian: "then you first busy, I will go back in two days."

He said, "I see."

Hang up the phone, palace Ling night kicked a foot in front of the roadside small stones.

He always felt that although they had not announced their relationship with each other, they were no different from their male and female friends.

But she didn't even tell him about going to Ningguo! Besides, listening to her tone, she plans to go for a few days.

If he didn't make this call, if he didn't contact, she would go back to the imperial city for two days, and he didn't know she had left?

He was so big that he never took the initiative to chase girls. For the first time, Gong Lingye felt a burst of impatience and frustration in his heart.

Therefore, in her heart, he has been nothing, all the time, he is a person singing monologue!

All the way to Phoenix, Gong Lingye drank wine and told a Mian beside him: "I made a phone call to make an appointment with Uncle Qi and talk about the blue and white club."

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