Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Afraid that Cheng Ying would reject her again, Jingzhi didn't dare to do anything excessive to him again. After all, after having a new life, she also saw her own shortcomings - she was indeed pushing too hard.

So after he unbuttoned a button, she grabbed both of his collars and buttoned them back up.

Cheng Ying blinked, his face full of confusion.

However, he was very determined to unbutton his clothes. After unbuttoning the Jingzhi button, he immediately unbuttoned the second one.

The two men went up and down, and then up and down, arguing with his ugly clothes.

After buttoning his collar for a long time, he was even pulled askew, but he still lowered his head to unbutton it again.

Jingzhi's face turned slightly red. She sat up straight, turned her head away and looked away. Her hands rested on the edge of the bed, and her fingertips scratched the striped sheets under her buttocks.

"Cheng Ying, I was too excited just now, so I hugged you. You...don't do this. I'm not a casual person."

What is she saying?

It took Cheng Ying a while to understand what she meant.

Others have difficulty expressing themselves, but he has no words to say.

I was so panicked that I even forgot how to sign. I opened the door, ran outside, took the notebook and pen from the desk, and jogged back.

He gently pushed Jingzhi's shoulder and let her watch him write.

Jingzhi felt a little PTSD from his pushing her shoulder.

She curled her lips slightly, looking somewhat unhappy, and said:

"In the future, could you please... stop pushing me like that?"

Cheng Ying was halfway through writing when he suddenly looked up at her, his eyes full of confusion.

Why not?

He is mute and always scares others easily unless he pushes others' shoulders to attract their attention.

Seeing his blank eyes, Jingzhi narrowed them slightly, "You... every time you kicked me out before, you pushed me like this, you won't forget it, right?"

Before one problem is solved, another one arises.

Cheng Ying put down his pen and tucked it between the notebook. He put the notebook on the bedside and stopped worrying about the buttons. He put his fingers between the two buttons.

After searching for a while, he touched something and his eyes lit up.

He didn't know why the necklace came back with him. Cheng Ying withdrew his fingers, reached behind his neck with both hands, and untied the knot.

A black pinky ring instantly fell into the palm of her hand.

Cheng Ying looked up at her shyly, then lowered his head to glance at the same ring on her hand.

As his face grew hot, he picked up the ring and put it on the little finger of his right hand.

Jingzhi's throat felt a little full. She pretended to be calm and looked down at his right hand. "What... do you mean?"

She kept her head down. At this critical moment, Cheng Ying didn't want to express her feelings through writing.

So he lifted her chin with one hand, pointed at her eyes, and then pointed at himself.

"You want me to watch you?"

He nodded.

Jingzhi shrugged. After what happened to him, she now wanted to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day. It was just her wish come true.

Cheng Ying bent the middle and ring fingers of his left hand, and stretched out his index and little fingers straight, pointing directly at Jingzhi.

Seeing her staring at his hand in a daze, Cheng Ying bit his lower lip a little and reached out with his right hand to pick up her wrist.

His thumb found her middle and ring fingers and pressed down, and his index and pinky fingers slowly stretched out and pressed against hers.

After he had secured her, he let go of her with his right hand, then nodded and tilted his head.

Jingzhi only remembered that this gesture meant "like, love."

But what does he mean by making this comparison now?

Seeing that she was a little distracted, Cheng Ying applied a little force with the two fingers he was holding, pressed in her direction, nodded his head again with his right hand, tilted his head and blinked.

Jingzhi was so cute when he tilted his head that her nose felt itchy and the corners of her mouth began to rise unconsciously.

Jingzhi's eyes flashed with cunning, and suddenly his mind was pulled, and he said jokingly:

"You mean, you want to dress up as Spider-Man with me and ask me if I want to?"

Cheng Ying closed his eyes, and his hands that were against hers opened instantly, holding her "love gesture", and pulled her towards him.

He strongly suspected that she was teasing him again. He had expressed it so clearly, and he didn't believe that she didn't understand.

Cheng Ying leaned on her shoulder, looking a little depressed.

Dingjing suddenly burst out laughing and reached out to tidy up the neat roots of his hair at the back of his head. "I'm just kidding. I'm so smart, I might not be able to see it."

She paused, then continued with a smile: "You make a seven, I make a seven, and you ask me if I'm crazy?"

Cheng Ying: "..."

He opened his mouth slightly, looking confused, and really didn't know how her train of thought was working.

The confused look amused her again. Jingzhi's eyes were full of smiles, and the lines of her lips on both sides raised a happy arc.

Cheng Ying frowned, feeling embarrassed, anxious and helpless. He pushed her away and mouthed something to her.

[Still playing?]

Jingzhi covered her shoulders, her smile froze on her lips, and the arc of her smile became shallow. "I won't tease you anymore. We are in tune with each other, right? You want to ask me if I love you as much as you love me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Yingmeng's face flushed and his eyes lit up like a new light bulb.

Jingyi poured a basin of cold water on him, "From now on, if you push my shoulder again, I will... hit you."

She said with a serious face.

Cheng Ying really didn't understand why she kept bringing this up, but he still nodded in agreement.

Jingzhi always felt that she had overlooked something.

But when she saw him approaching with his eyelashes drooping and a shy look on his face, her mind went blank.

She reached out and covered his mouth, "Just because we wear the ring and touch our fingers doesn't mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend. Are you trying to act like a hooligan again?"

Cheng Ying blinked and pointed at Jingzhi.

"Are you saying that I was the first to act rogue?"

Cheng Ying didn't shake his head, but he didn't nod either.

Is this his acquiescence?

Jing Zhili raised an eyebrow and suddenly slapped his thigh, "You're blaming me for something else. Weren't you the one who hugged me tightly that day?!"

Cheng Ying covered his burning legs and became confused again.

He hugged her?

When did this happen?

The various abnormalities he showed after waking up finally caught her attention.

Jingzhi gently placed the back of her hand against his forehead, frowned, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you have a headache? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Cheng Ying was a little confused, but he was happy about her concern for him.

He shook his head slightly.

But Jingzhi didn't think that his confused expression, as if his brain was foggy, was fake.

"How much do you remember? How about... I take you for a brain CT scan?"

C what T, he feels he is doing great now.

Cheng Ying shook his head firmly, took the notebook and started writing.

【You quarreled with me and lost the ring. 】

[I picked you up and went to Fengting to see you. Your house was flooded, so you stayed in my house. You wanted to kiss me, but I pushed you away.]

Halfway through writing, he paused. What next?

It just happened, so why can't he remember it?

"Have you discovered that there's something wrong with you? Is there a gap in your memory?" Jingzhi crossed her arms and leaned over to look at his mouth.

As soon as she took a look, she stretched out her hand and nodded to the first sentence, "Before the quarrel, why would I quarrel with you?"

Cheng Ying was confused (′?_?`).

Jingzhi pinched her brows and said, "You keep rushing..."

After saying a few words, she swallowed back the fact that was about to come out.

Forget it, it’s not a good memory at all, there’s no need to bring it up and make him feel bad.

Cheng Ying just touched his sore brow with the tip of the pen when Jingzhi's eyelids twitched and she immediately snatched the pen from his hand. "Don't think about it, it's all just trivial matters."

He reached out and gently pulled back the pen, then, with red ears, wrote solemnly:

【I don’t remember what happened before.】

[But that night you said something: If I don’t kiss you today, I won’t have a chance tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and countless more days in the future.]

Cheng Ying's pen tip touched the back of "了", and the black ink on the pen tip slowly spread out. The shy redness on his earlobe spread even faster than that. In the blink of an eye, his entire ear turned red and almost transparent, and even the base of his neck turned red.

"Heh...are you a shrimp? Little Eagle, you're ripe."

Still saying?!

Cheng Ying was furious. He flicked the notebook, reached behind her head and pulled her head over.

Jingzhi was quick-witted and quick-handed. She pushed his chin up with one hand and playfully tapped his chest three times with the other hand.

Cheng Ying was stunned, and he squeezed her hand in refusal, his eyes a little hurt.

【Do you dislike me because I'm dumb? 】

His mouth was now facing her eyes, and his whispering lips clearly said these words.

Jingzhi wanted to slap herself twice.

The little mute was prone to getting stuck in a rut, and she even started pushing and shoving him.

She slowly released the strength from her left hand.

Cheng Ying was able to lower his head and pull her neck close.

The two people's breaths intertwined in an instant, and the slightly cool noses gently collided.

He studied her expression carefully, and seeing that she didn't seem to really refuse, his sharp eyes couldn't help but slightly bend.

Cheng Ying tilted his head and tentatively moved towards her, holding the back of her neck with his hand, now secretly exerting force.

As long as she had the strength to dodge backwards, he would not kiss her, really.

Jingzhi blinked her eyes, but instead of retreating, she half-closed her eyes and blew a breath at him. Seeing that he was stunned again, a happy arc instantly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Naughty!

Cheng Ying's heart leaped with joy like a bird circling in the sky. After letting out a satisfied sigh from the bottom of his throat, he finally...

He kissed her soft lips.

The moment he came closer, Jingzhi's eyes were filled with tears.

A hard-earned kiss that transcends life and death.

She didn't want to act weird anymore, so she slowly moved her hands that were supporting his chest down, grabbed the two ends of his brown suit jacket, raised her chin slightly, and pressed towards him.

After Cheng Ying gently touched her twice, he placed his hand on her forehead and stroked her hair, his breathing becoming heavy.

【May I? 】

"Does your head hurt?" She was still worried.

【No. 】

My head doesn't hurt anymore, but some parts of my body are starting to hurt.

Jingzhi narrowed his eyes, but before he could respond to him, the little mute actually learned to take the initiative.

His cool fingers unbuttoned her shirt one by one, and within a dozen seconds, the clothes were thrown on the sofa beside her.

The sofa was gradually piled with clothes, some hers and some his. The ugly piece of clothing stood out particularly. Jingzhi crumpled it like a pickle and kicked it to the ground.

"Xiaoying... Woo... You've changed... Don't... Don't do this..."

"You tm...you changed color..."

In response to her, he tapped her heart twice gently.

The atmosphere in the dance floor was still lively, and the men and women who were having fun became more and more excited as the night went on.

Yiling felt a headache from the music, so she stood up and waved to the fat man leaning against the wall.

When the fat man came over, she immediately pointed outside and said, "Send me... back. I have a headache."

Strangely, the fat man felt that his head also hurt.

However, Sister Ling has always been protected by Cheng Ying. If he wants to send her back, he must tell Brother Ying.

"Wait here for a moment. I'll let Brother Ying know."

"Is...is there something wrong with him?"

The fat man paused, thinking of the strange woman again, "Uh... I'm quite busy."

Yiling stopped asking questions, leaned back against the wall, and waved at him.

The fat man pushed the door open and went in. Nothing seemed to happen at first, but the closer he got to the lounge, the more strange things seemed to him.

Why is there no sound?

He walked over and stood still, bent two fingers of his thick hand, and was about to knock on the door when he heard a woman's cry of pain from inside.

A man's muffled groan could be faintly heard.

The fat man froze in place, and the waste in his mind suddenly surged up.

No way... No way no way???

Is Brother Ying that kind of person?

You went to bed as soon as you met me?

No, that woman is not an easy person to deal with either.

The fat man was a little confused and wanted to remind Cheng Ying, but when he heard the regular creaking sound of the spring mattress in the room, he hurriedly stepped out.

Incredible!

Brother Eagle finally eats meat!

Before going out, the fat man pressed the door lock button, closed the door and helped Cheng Ying lock it.

He turned over the sign outside the door, and the words "Recessed" instantly caught Yiling's eyes.

"He's not going back tonight?"

The fat man's eyes were a little evasive, and he coughed a few times before answering vaguely:

"He, he also has a headache..."