Chapter 372： Alas, who keeps who?

Xia Liang returned home, called Wen Ren, and asked him when he would return, but was told that he had an important meeting temporarily and could not walk away. He had to be home after 8 pm so that she did not have to wait for him to eat.

After Xia Liang heard it, he was so anxious.

Hearing that people are so busy, she will be very busy starting tomorrow, so she can't get tired of him and hate.

Xia Liang was not in the mood to cook by himself, and now it is only four o'clock in the afternoon. There is always something to do and pass the time.

Thinking of what he had said to write songs for Wenren, Xia Liang's eyes brightened, and he went upstairs to the second floor, entered the study, took out his pen and paper, and began to write.

This month, she has learned how to compose and write lyrics, and now she needs to find a vent to express her full love and desire for smelling people.

Alas, writing songs is indeed a good choice.

At night, Wen Renchen returned home, got out of the car, paused, and stopped beside the car, always feeling something wrong.

The driver watched Wen Renchen stopped and looked outside, and he couldn't help but say, "Well, why didn't you see Miss Xia come out?"

When Wen Renchen heard this, he instantly understood where the error just came from.

Yes!

On weekdays, as soon as he comes back, Xia Liang will pounce on him, hugging and kissing him, holding on to him and not willing to come down, did not appear today? !!

I also called during the day and said weirdly that he was thinking so badly. He also said that what was hunger and thirst would explode. Why did he get so cold in the evening?

Could it be that he came back late for the meeting and did not play with her on the phone to kiss him, so this gave him a little temper?

Not even coming out to welcome him home!

Wen Renchen asked the driver to go back first, and opened the door himself, only to find that the lights at the entrance were on, the lights were dim, and the house was quiet. All these things made Wen Renchen frown, and he was a little displeased.

Obviously, a month ago, it was the scene he had to face every day when he returned home. It stands to reason that it should be extremely familiar.

However, today, such a scene makes Wen Renchen feel a little too deserted and always feels like something is missing.

I changed my shoes, walked into the room, turned on the lights in the living room, and the lights were on for a long time. Wen Renchen narrowed his eyes slightly, but went into the kitchen first, and found that it was too clean, apparently he had not cooked tonight.

Didn't even make a meal? !!

Wen Renchen raised an eyebrow, didn't come out to meet him, and didn't cook, was this grinning girl trying to rebel? !

He didn't realize it at all, but only one month later, Xia Liang let him live a completely different life.

Arrive home at 6:30 on time, and eat fragrant meals with her, wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen, and then either go for a walk outside or nest at home to listen to her singing —

However, no matter what they do, they are almost together. Xia Liang is a sticky little guy who likes to get tired of him, and can't wait to grow on him.

Of course, he was also reluctant to rush her. He liked her sliminess and felt very enjoyable and comfortable.

Wen Renchen thought that getting used to is really a terrible thing.

But is this really just a habit? !!

Wen Renchen quickly went up to the second floor and found that it was still very quiet. The other rooms were all black, and only a little light leaked from the study.

A few steps quickly, Wen Renchen walked to the door of the study, opened the door, and saw Xia Liang lying on the desk, writing something, and felt that the slightly tense mind was relaxed immediately, and he felt at ease.

Then, Xia Liang's reaction caused his mouth to rise involuntarily, and his heart softened a little.

"Smell people, you are back!"

Xia Liang heard the sound, looked up to see him, his eyes suddenly flashed, dropped the pen in his hand, suddenly stood up, pushed open the chair, and rushed towards him!

In the study, the stool fell down, and the pen holder on the table was knocked to the ground.

"Yeah!" Wen Renchen also took a step back when she bumped into the door. She was stabilised when she hit the door. Before he rebuked her for stability, she was enthusiastically wrapped around her neck and wrapped her waist. Kissing her lips, these movements are almost in one go, extremely smooth.

When the two of them were unable to breathe, the enthusiastic kiss was finally over. Wen Renchen held Xia Liang's forehead slightly, panting slightly, and asked.

"What are you doing? You haven't cooked so much attention?"

As she spoke, she used her hand to drag her little **** and squeezed it as a punishment.

Xia Liang didn't have time to talk back at all, and has been busy printing kisses on his face one after another.

Wen Renchen felt that her face was going to be covered with her saliva. She hugged her, walked to the sofa aside, reached out her hand, covered her little face, and said helplessly.

"Don't kiss first. Are you kissing me or should I wash my face!"

"Dear you!" Xia Liang said in a sullen voice. "You said you should let me kiss enough, and this is how I wash my face."

As he said, sticking out his little tongue, he took a lick at the palm of his hand covering her face.

Wen Renchen trembled as she licked her, could not help but withdraw her hand, pinched her small face, made fun of, "Women, why are you so hungry and shameful!"

"It's a shame that you taught it again." Xia Liang murmured on him.

"What do you whisper to me?" Wen Renchen didn't understand, and pulled her from her body, staring at her and asking.

"Heard people, I wrote a song for you!" Xia Liang looked at him with bright eyes and said, shifting the topic.

"When you get home, have you been busy with this?" Wen Renchen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you not eat?"

"Forgot." Xia Liang grabbed his wrist, looked at the time, and found that it was nine o'clock, and said with some surprise, "It's so late ?!"

"Hungry? I want someone to send something over?" Wen Renchen rubbed her back and asked.

"So did you eat it?" Xia Liang asked.

"I ate some." Wen Renchen paused and said, "It's not as delicious as you make it."

"Then you wait, I'll cook two bowls of noodles now, very quickly." Xia Liang heard him say that, kissed on his face again, and when Wen Renchen hadn't had time to stop, he started from him Jumped down and ran out of the study in the blink of an eye.

Wen Renchen has become accustomed to her fierce action, and touched her face, feeling slightly wet, sighed helplessly, stood up, walked to the desk, and saw a lot of paper on the table, There are also many discarded paper balls.

He held out his hand, and Wen Renchen took the pile of seemingly messy papers. After a while, he pulled out one of them.

Wen Renchen took it, held up the crooked stool next to him, sat down, and looked at the words over and over again, as if in a dream, until Xia Liang came back to him and took the paper from him. He drew him out of his hand.

"Do you like it?" Xia Liang asked.

Wen Renchen didn't answer, paused, and asked, "Why did you write this?"

"Because, this is you and me in my eyes." Xia Liang held his hand, pulled him up, and said, "Although I want to sing to you now, but our noodles, if we do n’t eat them, just It's going to be awful. Hurry up. "

"..." Wen Renchen.

Why should this sensational moment come to a bowl? !!