100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

"Why are you here?"

It would be a lie to say she wasn't surprised; Meng Tingwan's feelings at that moment were a mixture of astonishment and delight, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Cheng Yu smiled and handed over the flowers in his hand.

Meng Tingwan reached out and took it, looking down at the brightly blooming roses, still covered in water droplets, clearly freshly picked.

The man stood there watching her happy expression as she held the flowers, and felt very content.

"Didn't I tell you? You don't know me very well, so you need to get to know me better."

Meng Tingwan was leaning in to smell the flowers when she heard his words and said helplessly, "Then you didn't need to come here in the middle of the night. What if it interferes with your work?"

Cheng Yu took a step forward, put his arm around her waist, and led her into the room, closing the door behind him.

With both hands full of flowers, Meng Tingwan had no free hands, so he could only hold her against the wall, her back pressed against the wall, looking up at him.

“Work is not as important as you. Besides, two days is too long. I can’t wait.” With each sentence, Cheng Yu’s voice lowered and his eyes darkened.

Before Meng Tingwan could react, her lips suddenly felt warm.

Cheng Yu kissed her, but because the flower was too big and stood between them, he couldn't deepen the kiss.

Meng Tingwan is not a little girl who knows nothing.

I immediately understood what he meant by "in-depth understanding".

I found it amusing to glimpse the man staring at the bouquet in the middle with a resentful expression.

"Cheng Yu, you bought this."

Meng Tingwan's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yu's face darkened even more.

I felt incredibly regretful for buying the flowers.

"Listen, sweetie, let's put it down first."

Meng Tingwan disagreed, "No, I like it very much, I haven't smelled it enough yet."

Cheng Yu became even more determined that he could no longer send her flowers before this matter.

"Listen, I'll buy you another bouquet tomorrow, how about we leave this one for now?"

The man softened his voice and looked pitifully at the girl in front of him.

That face, and his eyes.

It's definitely an inducement to commit crimes.

To be honest, Meng Tingwan really did have a soft heart.

"That……"

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Yu removed the flowers and casually tossed them onto the shelf next to her.

Then, he reached out and cupped the back of her head, kissing her again.

This time, he didn't release her lips.

Meng Tingwan didn't even have time to regret the beautiful bouquet of champagne roses before the man pulled her into endless pleasure.

The bouquet of roses that was thrown down had a large movement, causing several petals to fall off, along with water droplets that dripped onto the carpet, wetting a small area.

The room was dimly lit, and the floor was covered with a mixture of men's and women's clothes.

October weather is already late autumn, and the night wind is very cold.

Inside, however, it was incredibly hot, the air was almost scalding, and there was a smell that made one's heart race and flush.

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By the end, Meng Tingwan had already drifted off to sleep.

Cheng Yu carried her to the bathroom to shower and came back. He was planning to go straight to sleep, but he heard the person in his arms say softly, "Cheng Yu, I'm thirsty."

"Okay, I'll go get you some water."

Cheng Yu kissed her forehead, put on his bathrobe, got out of bed, and went outside to get some water.

After bringing the water back, Meng Tingwan half-closed her eyes and drank the entire glass of water from the man's hand.

Cheng Yu smiled indulgently, "Looks like I'll have to make sure you drink some water along the way from now on."

Meng Tingwan snorted.

She shouted until her voice was hoarse, and she even asked for water, but the man couldn't hear her at all.

Knowing she was upset, Cheng Yu immediately apologized, "Honey, I was wrong. Do you still want to drink?"

"I don't want to drink anymore." Meng Tingwan shook her head with her eyes closed, then opened her eyes again and said in a half-coquettish tone, "But I'm hungry."

"hungry?"

Cheng Yu stroked her head, glanced at the wall clock, and saw that it was already twelve o'clock.

The hotel probably doesn't have much food at this time, and ordering takeout isn't convenient. You could go out to buy some yourself, but that would take too long to go back and forth.

Just then, Meng Tingwan said, "I had some leftover pastries this afternoon, they're in the bag outside, go get them."

When Cheng Yu heard the word "pastry," something came to mind.

He got up and went to the living room outside to retrieve the bag.

He understood as soon as he saw the name on the bag.

this is not……

When Meng Tingwan saw him come in, she was about to get up.

Cheng Yu helped her up and leaned her against him, opened the pastry box, took out a piece, cut it into small pieces with a knife, and fed it to her with a fork.

"Listen to this, you didn't eat dinner, you only ate this?"

Meng Tingwan's mouth was bulging from eating. "These were given to me by fans. I ate several pieces while signing autographs in the lounge, so I didn't feel hungry and didn't eat any dinner."

Cheng Yu knew this was how it was, and sighed with heartache, "You're already so busy with work, and you don't even eat properly. How can your body take it?"

“Today is a special day, it’s not that I don’t want to eat.” Meng Tingwan knew he didn’t mean to blame her, and she also knew that he had always been very careful with her and never dared to say anything.

The fact that someone would say that means they care about themselves.

Cheng Yu fed her another piece, then picked up the warm water prepared beside him, "Drink some water, otherwise you'll be too dry."

Meng Tingwan obediently opened her mouth, bit the straw, and took a few sips.

"I will eat properly from now on, don't worry."

What could Cheng Yu say?

Nothing can be said.

Ultimately, her current situation of eating irregularly, sometimes fasting and sometimes not, is also related to her physical condition.

If it weren't for that time, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way.

"This pastry is delicious, would you like to try a piece?" Meng Tingwan gestured to him with her eyes, her little expression incredibly cute.

Cheng Yu knew that these pastries would suit her taste, so he contacted the vendor to surprise her and her fans today.

He didn't refuse, forked a piece and put it in his mouth, raising a smiling eyebrow, "Mmm, it's really delicious. I'll buy you some more when you leave."

"Okay," Meng Tingwan agreed quickly, then suddenly remembered, "You want to come with me?"

Cheng Yu: "Mm."

"Don't you have work to do? I won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

"I've finished dealing with all my work matters, so I came to find you and wanted to keep you company." Seeing that she wasn't eating anymore, Cheng Yu finished off the remaining pastries.

After throwing the things into the trash can, he came in with mouthwash.

Meng Tingwan rinsed her mouth and lay back down in bed.

When the man returned, she automatically snuggled into his arms, saying, "But I don't have any work tomorrow; I need to go somewhere."

“Sure, I’ll go with you.” Cheng Yu put his arm around her and kissed her forehead with his thin lips. “Let’s go to sleep, it’s late.”

"OK, good night."

"Good night, baby."

The two slept in each other's arms, a scene as beautiful as an oil painting.

Not long after, Meng Tingwan recalled the scene from that night and still felt it was wonderful.

If she could, she would stay that night and never wake up.