follow my heart

The more Meng Buqing read the comments, the happier she became, and she habitually saved all the screenshots.

Turning around in a circle, I also wanted to post something official.

She hasn't even come out to her friends yet.

Really thinking about coming out, Meng Buqing couldn't help but flashed the picture of his little brother committing suicide when he was a child.Her face darkened, and a sense of powerlessness flashed through her heart.

At that time, she was too weak.

Don't know anything, can't do anything.

"..."

If the little brother is still alive, Meng Buqing will tell him immediately.

He will definitely touch her hair gently, and say in a low nasal "um" voice like before: "The person you like step by step must be very good."

She struggled out of the memory and blinked reluctantly.

Like remembering his voice.

Resting her cheeks, she wondered who to talk to first.

In fact, she was afraid that Zuo Xiaoyun would not be able to accept this.After all, she is a cute and shy conservative girl who thought that kissing would make her pregnant until she was in college.

Meng Buqing moved his body on the sofa a few times, and finally sat upside down, staring at the snow-white ceiling, thinking of a scene in Ji Wanshu for no reason.

The protagonist is a closet. After going through many things, it can be said that she has worked hard to win a chance to travel abroad with her crush.

The location is a small town as beautiful as a fairy tale.

It is relatively remote here, and the signal is not good, but when you look up, you can see the sky like an oil painting.

She hid in the red telephone booth. After talking on the phone, she opened the door and looked up at the street and surroundings. Suddenly, tears filled her eyes.

Looking down at the line of the phone booth, I thought, now I have to step out.

I'm going to step out.

You are an outsider, I'm here to chase you.

"..."

Meng Buqing gradually realized that the ordinary scene that was brought up in a few strokes should be very beautiful and moving.Her long eyelashes flickered, faintly wet.

She got up from the sofa and sat upright.

I picked and picked in the photo album for a while.There is a photo of her holding Ji Wan's hand, and the orange sunset is reflected in it, which is quite atmospheric.

Meng Buqing is a cultural desert, and he really can't think of any very powerful copywriting.

He simply made two red hearts: I will be with her forever and ever.

Click Send.

Too lazy to block anyone.

Soon, someone almost praised it in seconds.

Then one after another, many people's comments came out one after another, a little surprised and a big blessing.

Cui Youran: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ]

Zuo Xiaoyun: [Are you off the list? ? ? ]

He even chatted with her privately to ask her what was going on.

Meng Buqing ignored them all.

She only responded to Zuo Xiaoyun's message: [Well, I'm out of order, with a girl. ]

It shows that it is typing, disappears and reappears.

Zuo Xiaoyun: [Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish ]

Meng Buqing: "..."

She hurriedly coaxed the aunt.

Hear movement on the stairs.She raised her eyes and saw Ji Wan coming down after putting on home clothes: "It's still early, do you want to play chess for a while?"

Meng Buqing nodded: "Come to fight."

Unfolding the chessboard, Meng Buqing sorted out the pieces that were not separated last time.

Ji Wan flipped through Moments.

I saw the one on Meng Buqing's hair just now.The corners of her lips curled down, thinking to herself, could this little girl be stimulated by seeing Qi Min's Weibo?

Ji Wan seemed to be casual: "Why did you suddenly post this Moments?"

"Where is it all of a sudden," Meng Buqing said, "I can't never come out to others, can I?"

Ji Wan nodded: "Who can see your circle of friends this time?"

"All," Meng Buqing thought for a while, "I don't seem to have blocked anyone in the list, and deleted all the unpleasant ones."

Ji Wan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then your relatives..."

"Well," Meng Buqing disapproved, "If they didn't block me, they would definitely be able to see it."

"Are you a little impulsive? Didn't you tell your mother in advance?" Ji Wan thought more than she did, hesitated, and asked, "If she disagrees."

"What disagreement?"

Meng Buqing was mixed among a bunch of idle social youths, and she was used to being a bad girl. She grew up a lot in the past few years, and her chicness and indifference covered her arrogance.

When I heard that I encountered a situation where I disagreed with my parents, the uninhibitedness in my bones came out again.

She brows coldly, and said softly: "I have never listened to her opinion since I graduated from kindergarten, not even what clothes and shoes to wear."

"What if I want to see you wearing a skirt?" Ji Wan seldom saw her look so fierce. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked curiously, "Can you wear it?"

Meng Buqing's expression changed, and he let out a "hey" in a daze.

Immediately she smiled softly, "What kind of skirt, the kind with transparent fabric and full of lace?"

Ji Wan: "..."

Meng Buqing seemed to have just asked a very ordinary question, and looked at her with a demure face.

"..."

After waiting, I saw that she was really speechless.

Meng Buqing couldn't bear it anymore, bent her lips and let out a "puchi" laugh, and said meaningfully: "I will wear it, of course, as long as you ask."

Ji Wan pursed her lips, staring down at the chessboard.

She made a move and mercilessly killed the chess that Meng Buqing had just picked up.

Meng Buqing's smile paused, his lips pursed in hatred, and he couldn't find a way to survive after thinking for a long time, so he couldn't help but said in a cold tone: "Today, we should be playing skateboards."

Ji Wan looked down at her phone: "What's so fun about skateboarding? We'll go skiing in Switzerland when you're on summer vacation."

Meng Buqing's eyes lit up, and her heart followed the words to the snow-capped mountains of Switzerland.

"I know that there are many famous and professional ski resorts in Switzerland. They are high in altitude and kilometers long, which are not suitable for beginners at all. Don't you know how to ski?"

Ji Wan raised her chin, and said calmly: "You can learn it even if you don't know it."

Meng Buqing looked at the chessboard, pursed his lips and thought about it.

The dimples on the cheeks deepened, and he raised his eyes and stared at her amusedly: "Don't you think that you learn to skate very quickly, so maybe you are also talented in skiing and can learn quickly?"

He sensed what she was saying.

Ji Wan raised her eyebrows and looked at her fixedly: "What's your opinion?"

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Meng Buqing quietly lowered his face and said solemnly: "You must be very talented. I can't wait to see your demeanor on the ski slope."

"I accept your good words." Ji Wan picked up the chess pieces and wiped out a piece of Meng Buqing's chess pieces again.

Meng Buqing twitched her lips in pain, expecting her to stumble on the skateboard.At that time, she must stand beside her with her hips crossed and laugh a few times before helping her.

As she thought about it, it seemed that even the square-inch chessboard in front of her had not failed too much.

Ji Wan glanced at her expression, and suddenly asked: "Why are you smirking?"

"No." Meng Buqing held back the corners of her lips.

"Aren't you cursing me for falling skiing?"

"No...no!!"

Ji Wan pulled her lips, looking at her with a smile.After a while, he snorted coldly through his nose, "You better not have it."

"Don't dare," Meng Buqing muttered with lowered eyes, "I'm afraid, little girl."

Ji Wan: "..."

—

night.

Perhaps because he fell asleep with Ji Wan in his arms, Meng Buqing had an extremely sweet dream.

She dreamed that the author, whom she had been secretly in love with for a long time, was tenderly accompanying her side by side to watch the colorful sunset, and her emotions were fused in the changing sky and the earth.The scene changed, and it was Ji Wan who was laughing again, she said: I have never seen anyone who dared to say that he can drink well in front of me.

Then the two drank.

The whole dream is bathed in lighthearted joy.Meng Buqing woke up with a smile, she was stunned for a while when she woke up, half-opened her eyes, and stretched out her hand anxiously to touch her side - for fear that these beautiful things were all an empty dream of her own.

Palms touch soft skin.

Extraordinarily real existence.

Meng Buqing came to her senses, but the salty pig's hand was still groping her leg.It feels so good, I don't want to let go.Suddenly, he felt the person beside him move.

She was startled, quickly withdrew her hand, turned around gently and asked, "I had a dream and woke up, did it wake you up too?"

Ji Wan hasn't fallen asleep yet.

It often takes her a long time to fall asleep at night.In fact, the nap is also because of this.

Wen Yan only said: "I also had a dream and just woke up."

"Then your dream is definitely not as good as mine." Meng Buqing's tone was still sweet.

"Well," Ji Wan should be gentle, brushing away the strands of her hair scattered in front of her eyes, "There's no need to compare. You next to my pillow is the best dream."

"..."

Meng Buqing's first feeling was that she might still be dreaming within a dream.

How can this woman be so provocative with her casual words.

"I...I just wanted to say that I dreamed of you." Meng Buqing smiled helplessly and wrinkled her nose childishly. "When I was interrupted by you, I couldn't remember the specifics."

Ji Wan stared at her with a smile: "Look at me, don't dream about it."

"Okay, then I'll look at you."

"Go to sleep quickly."

Being stared at directly by her, Ji Wan felt embarrassed.

"It's not you who let me see."

Meng Buqing slowly rubbed into her arms, smiling softly and sweetly, "Now, the sweet dream is in your arms?"

"..."

Under the same quilt, her body clings to the curve of her body, with an indescribable ironing feeling.Meng Buqing stared down at her lips.Ji Wan's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then he raised his hand and hooked her neck.

Actively pressed her head and kissed her.

The back of Meng Buqing's head was pressed by her, and she almost laughed out loud, but her lips were blocked.As if something had changed in the night, Ji Wan moved her hand forward slowly, holding her face, kissing and stroking her gently.

The soft lips kissed her very actively and tenderly.

Her long hair was scattered on the pillow.

The hearts of both of them were beating fast, and their warm bodies were tightly pressed together.I can feel the different heartbeats of the other party gradually unite, and become indistinguishable from each other.

The faint and warm fragrance of flowers on Ji Wan's body spread to the tip of her nose.

It was clearly the same body wash, and it smelled terrible no matter how it melted into her body.

Meng Buqing's throat slipped, and his head was dizzy from the kiss. He was intoxicated in the entangled deep kiss with her, and his lips slid down instinctively, landing on the slender neck.

At the same time, she quietly unbuttoned her pajamas with both hands.

I can feel that Ji Wan's body temperature is quietly scalding.

"Can we continue?" In the darkness, Meng Buqing's soft and gentle voice seemed more sly and seductive than asking.

Because before she could say anything, the kiss was pressed again.

The movement of her hands never stopped.

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Today's update is finally early~ I will update early in the future (work hard)