Who is more tea than Bai Yueguang after rebirth

The people in front of him just stared at him without saying a word, Xuan Xiangwan panicked even more, which made his little heart pound.

"Don't... don't look at me like that..." It's really scary.

"So Xiao Wan also panics?"

Xuan Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head guiltily. His curled eyelashes cast a shadow, and Meng Qing couldn't see his expression clearly.

The two were speechless for a while.

Disappointment flashed across Meng Qing's eyes, he gently picked up the chopsticks with his slender hands, and silently ate the food Xuan Xiangwan had picked up.

Xuan Xiangwan's eyes lit up, and he pinched him a lot. Meng Qing raised his eyes and glanced at him, then looked away silently.

Meng Qing eats very well. Watching him eat is like looking at a work of art. His movements are unhurried, revealing an extraordinary temperament in his elegance.

Xuan Xiangwan put his hands on his cheeks and looked at him quietly.

"I'm done eating."

Before Xuan Xiangwan could get out of his unique sense, Meng Qing wiped his mouth, got up and left calmly.

Xuan Xiangwan's eyes widened in disbelief, watching his leaving back, he just left without saying anything...

At night, Xuan Xiangwan was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. He turned back and forth, and finally sat up irritatedly.

Turn on the phone, there is no information on it.

Frustrated, he put his phone aside, and quietly lay on the wall behind him. Across the wall was Meng Qing's room.

There was no movement over there, as if he had fallen asleep.

Time passed bit by bit, I don't know how long it took, Xuan Xiangwan leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

The sky outside the window was already slightly bright, the bathroom door opened, and Meng Qing came out from inside, the hair on his forehead was completely soaked, and there were still wet drops of water on his face, which slid down the corner of his forehead.

He took a towel and wiped it casually. He opened the curtains. Looking down from his angle, he happened to see Xuan Xiangwan and the three leaving in a small car.

Meng Qing's eyes darkened, like a pool of stagnant water, he stared at the direction they left, motionless.

I looked at the time, it was 6 o'clock in the morning.

Xuan Xiangwan looked around carefully, and found that there was no one there, so he got out of the car and sneaked into his room.

After changing his clothes, he just went downstairs when he happened to meet Meng Qing who had come back from a run.

Xuan Xiangwan smiled immediately: "Meng Qing, you got up early."

"En." Meng Qing responded lightly, raised her hand inadvertently, and her eyes fell on her wrist, the watch she was wearing.

9:20 pm.

In the afternoon, they disappeared again, and they still didn't come back until evening.

The next day, it was the same time, the same place, and a familiar figure.

Meng Qing was still standing at the same position in front of the window, with lowered eyes and distant eyes, watching the car drive away little by little.

Meng Qing's fingers tightened, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared, which was very clear on the white finger bones.

They left like this for three days, and he only watched it for three days. During the past few days, the conversation between the two of them can be counted with two hands.

On the fourth day, Meng Qing was still standing there, but he didn't see his familiar figure.But he didn't pay much attention to it. According to his usual habits, he cleaned up casually and was ready to go for a run.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went downstairs, he ran into Xuan Xiangwan. Meng Qing's eyes flickered, and he controlled himself not to go forward, trying to miss it as usual.

"Meng Qing."

The people behind stopped him, Meng Qing paused and stopped, but he didn't look back and stood up straight.

"Are you going for a run? I'm with you."

After Xuan Xiangwan took a few steps forward, he found that there was no movement behind him. He turned around strangely and looked at Meng Qing who was still frozen there.

Shouted to him: "Let's go."

Meng Qing pursed his lips tightly and followed.

He watched the man turn his head while running, and looked at him with a smile, telling him to run faster.

Meng Qing clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with dark light, and he remembered the neglect of the past few days in his mind. He blinked slightly, avoiding Xuan Xiangwan's sight.

"Hey, Meng Qing! Wait for me."

Xuan Xiangwan watched helplessly as Meng Qing ran past him, not stopping at his yelling.

Maybe he knew that he had gone too much these past few days, so Xuan Xiangwan puffed up his face and stepped faster.

"Meng Qing, don't run so fast, wait for me."

Xuan Xiangwan's yelling failed to stop him, but made him go faster and faster.

"Meng Qing! You... ah—"

After a sudden scream, there was silence behind him.

Meng Qing froze for a moment, finally stopped, turned his head, and saw the scene behind him.

He stared blankly, and ran back quickly.

"Little night?"

Xuan Xiangwan lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment. It turned out that he ran too fast just now, didn't pay attention to his feet, and tripped over a branch.

Enduring the pain, Xuan Xiangwan got up stumblingly, halfway through the climb, a sudden force lifted his body up.

Meng Qing checked his body anxiously. For many days, he had pretended to be indifferent, but at this moment, it was instantly shattered.

"How? Where does it hurt?"

Xuan Xiangwan bent his legs, lifted up his trousers, and showed him the wound on his leg.There are several cuts in the knee, which are bleeding.

Meng Qing lost his composure all of a sudden, and squatted down in front of him: "Come up."

Xuan Xiangwan looked at the broad and firm back in front of him, hesitated for a second, and obediently lay down on it.

Meng Qing supported the man to stand up, his movements were gentle and he walked very steadily, but there was still a little nervousness leaked from his accelerated pace.

Xuan Xiangwan's hand hooked his neck, and poked his chin dishonestly. The next second, Meng Qing slapped him.

Xuan Xiangwan didn't dare to move anymore, he actually hit his place...

Meng Qing quickly returned home with the man on his back, and gently put him on the bed. Xuan Xiangwan swayed his legs and looked around Meng Qing's current room.

Meng Qing brought the medicine box, and when he saw his movements, he frowned and grabbed his ankles.

"I don't know if I'm injured, why are you still moving?"

Xuan Xiangwan stuck out his tongue mischievously. He hadn't heard his concern for several days, so he missed it a little.

He watched Meng Qing apply the ointment to his knees and spread it slowly, the movements were as light as a feather brushing, itching, he couldn't help but retract his legs.

"do not move!"

As soon as he moved, he was grabbed back even more forcefully.

"itch……"

"Patience." Meng Qing said so, and the movements of his hands were indeed much faster.

After Meng Qing's hand was withdrawn, Xuan Xiangwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Qing turned and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.The water ran through his fingers, and he stood still, staring at his hands in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

The sudden sound brought him back to his senses, a wave of heat came from behind him, Xuan Xiangwan's wristband wrapped around his waist, and he leaned forward.

The two of them hadn't been in close contact for several days, but Meng Qing couldn't help but his heart beat faster as soon as that person approached.

But what he said was the opposite. His tone was light: "Is there something wrong?"

"Are you angry?"

Meng Qing stopped talking.

Xuan Xiangwan leaned against his neck and shoulders, blushing a little.

"You're just angry."

"Ah."

"What?" Xuan Xiangwan didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

Meng Qing looked ahead, his eyes fell on the mirror, and the picture of the two of them leaning on each other fell into his eyes.

"I am angry."

He turned around, stared into Xuan Xiangwan's eyes very firmly, and repeated it again.

"I am angry."

At this moment, he looked like a child who lost his toy, and stood there pitifully and aggrieved, waiting for someone to coax him.

Xuan Xiangwan couldn't hold back, and laughed softly.

"Then how can you not be angry?"

"For example..." Xuan Xiangwan climbed onto his body, tiptoed slightly, and pressed a kiss on his lips: "Is that so?"

Meng Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and he unconsciously looked at his curved and full lips.

"not enough."

"What about this?" He said with another kiss.

Meng Qing shook his head: "It's still not enough."

Xuan Xiangwan's body was hung on Meng Qing's body, and his mouth was numb from the kiss, but Meng Qing still remained indifferent.

Annoyed, Xuan Xiangwan was about to let go of his hand, but as soon as he moved, a hand was wrapped around his waist, dragging his body back.

"I don't want to kiss anymore."

Hearing this, Meng Qing said yes: "Then I'll kiss you." Then she lowered her waist.

After the kiss, Xuan Xiangwan would have collapsed already, if Meng Qing hadn't supported him.

"Why are you trying so hard!"

In the enclosed space, Xuan Xiangwan's dissatisfaction came, and the latter, staring at the pink lips, unnaturally deepened his eyes.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the cool wind brought a burst of itching.

"What are you doing?"

"Blow it up for you."

As Meng Qing said, he blew on it again, and stepped forward to lick it lightly.

Seeing that Meng Qing's face was not so dark anymore, Xuan Xiangwan was silently relieved in his heart.I just want to praise myself, how can I come up with such a good way.

"Meng Qing?"

"Huh?" Meng Qing replied in a good mood.

"Come out with me this afternoon."

Meng Qing paused, then said hello without asking where he was going.

Xuan Xiangwan happily threw himself into his arms, and rubbed him vigorously: "Meng Qing, you are so kind."

After lunch, while Meng Qing was not paying attention, Xuan Xiangwan gave Xie Huaping a look not far away, and Xie Huaping made an OK gesture clearly.

Coincidentally, Meng Qing who turned around just happened to see: "What are you doing?"

Xuan Xiangwan was startled, feeling like he was pulling Meng Qing away.

This was the first time for the two of them to go out. Ever since Meng Qing came here, he had only been around.

Xuan Xiangwan brought people to the city. Unlike the city, the streets here are extremely lively.

Both sides of the street were full of people, holding their own vegetables in their hands, and enthusiastically selling them.

Meng Qing had never seen this kind of scene before, and it was a bit novel to him.

"What are you doing?"

"They're selling food grown at home."

Meng Qing held Xuan Xiangwan's hand and let him pull it. Whenever Meng Qing saw something novel, he would pull Xuan Xiangwan to look at it.

"If you want to try it, we will try it another day."