Leng Xianghui is worried about this, she is worried about her bullying Rong Wenmao.

After all, when she had a dream before, she could dream that she was bullying someone.

Meng buting heard such a sentence from Leng Xianghui, and Rong Wenmao was also surprised.

But Rong Wenmao himself is an introverted person. Even if he is surprised, he soon calms down.

He looked at Leng Xianghui with some complicated eyes. His eyes were filled with deep feelings like waves. At this moment, his suppressed emotions seemed to pour out.

But in order not to scare Leng Xianghui, Rong Wenmao restrained himself.

He said with a little hoarse: "no, you are very good to me."

When he said this, Rong Wenmao's voice was very hoarse, and his throat was rolling, as if he could not make a sound.

It's as if he's hiding too much emotion.

Leng Xianghui looks at Rong Wenmao and misunderstands, "I Did I really bully you? You It doesn't matter. You can tell me. I I'll make it up. "

Leng Xianghui thinks that she is also a brave person. If she has bullied her before and rongwenmao doesn't care, she will make up for it.

Rong Wenmao looked at Leng Xianghui and couldn't help laughing.

"No, don't you believe me? Then believe me. "

Leng Xianghui nodded to Shangrong Wenmao's eyes. She believed it.

While they were talking, the grilled fish was quickly brought up.

Smelling the fragrance, Leng Xianghui felt hungry, and her eyes fell on the roast fish.

She looked at Rong Wenmao, "is it OK to eat now?"

Rong Wenmao listens to Leng Xianghui's words, his eyes are full of soft and warm light, with doting, as if Leng Xianghui is lovely in everything she does.

"Well, yes, but it's hot. I'll make it for you."

With that, Rong Wenmao put the meat in Leng Xianghui's bowl.

Leng Xianghui looked at Rong Wenmao's action, and felt that it was so pleasing, "you You don't have to clip it for me, you eat it. "

I don't know why, looking at Rong Wenmao, Leng Xianghui has the feeling of heartache.

Heartache, heartache, Leng Xianghui can't help tears.

Looking at Leng Xianghui's tears, Rong Wenmao's pain was not enough. He rushed to Leng Xianghui's side, hugged her and wiped her tears

Leng Xianghui looked at the rongwenmao in front of her, she was stunned.

"I Did I cry? "

She didn't want to cry. How could she cry.

"Yes, you cried."

"I don't want to cry, it's my own tears."

Rong Wenmao pained to Leng Xianghui will wipe away tears, "well, don't cry, eat quickly."

With that, Rong Wenmao continued to pinch Leng Xianghui's meat, and let him kick all the places with slight thorns.

Leng Xianghui used to be careless, but she found that she still had a girlish heart in her heart. She felt really good when she was being cared for by the pain.

She couldn't help laughing at Rong Wenmao after a few bites.

She has been looking at Rong Wenmao, Rong Wenmao is also a little embarrassed, "how can I always look at me."

"Rong Wenmao, you are kind to me. If you provoke me, you are my cold Xianghui's boyfriend."

Leng Xianghui has just been holding such a sentence.

He shook her hand, she is not a character, she is to occupy him.

And just he gave her the look of wiping tears, so gentle, his eyes so distressed, the original feeling of being distressed so heart.

Listen to Leng Xianghui's sudden words, melt the action on Wen Mao's hand.