Who is more tea than Bai Yueguang after rebirth

Only then did Meng Qing come over.

"Eat."

Meng Qing:?

Xuan Xiangwan helped him pick up the spoon and handed it to him: "Seeing that you didn't eat anything last night, you cooked a bowl of porridge. Eat it while it's still hot."

Seeing that Xuan Xiangwan didn't move, Meng Qing shook his hand holding the spoon, and softly called out, "Meng Qing?"

Meng Qing sighed helplessly, Xiaowan, what should I do with you...

He couldn't bear to be angry with him, and in the end he was defeated first.

But I was still a little unhappy in my heart, so I started to play a little temper, put my hands on my chest, "hummed" and turned my head to one side.

Xuan Xiangwan was extra patient this time, picked up the porridge and walked up to him.

"Stop playing your temper, okay?"

Meng Qing glanced at him, then turned away again, Xuan Xiangwan continued to follow, back and forth for a few rounds, the two of them just put it on as if they were performing a duet.

Meng Qing is still addicted to playing, it is rare for Xuan Xiangwan to take the initiative to show his favor, how could he not seize this opportunity.

"Meng Qing!"

Xuan Xiangwan's tone became more serious.

When Meng Qing heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he took the bowls and chopsticks obediently.

He succeeded in attracting Xuan Xiangwan's stare, and he wouldn't listen to him if he talked nicely, and he would only obey if he became aggressive.

Meng Qing curled his lips, sat down silently with the bowl in his hand, stirred it with a spoon a few times, and a burst of aroma rushed to his face in an instant.

"Xiao Wan, I'm actually very upset."

Meng Qing lowered his head and didn't look at him: "I thought you were going to follow me..." The next words were self-evident.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. But, I just don't want to be reconciled, why can't it be me?"

Meng Qing raised his head and looked at him with burning eyes: "Xiaowan, let's try, shall we?" He didn't dare to talk about dating, he could only say to try first, what if it happens?

Xuan Xiangwan pursed his lips without saying a word.

Meng Qing tentatively pulled his hand, seeing that no one refused, so he boldly wrapped it up.

"Or, what do you think I can't do? I'll do what you say, okay?"

The seriousness in his eyes almost burned Xuan Xiangwan.

"Xiaowan, can you say something, please? Don't let me sing alone anymore, you can feel it, right? Also, why..."

Why can Jian Ziang have you, but he can't?The anticipation in Meng Qing's eyes gradually turned into loneliness.

Seeing that Xuan Xiangwan showed no signs of softening, Meng Qing lowered his head, and there was a trace of sobs in his voice.

"I see..." He couldn't continue.

The room was quiet again.

"It's okay, if you really don't like it, just pretend I didn't say it, and I will..."

"Meng Qing."

"Xiao Wan, you don't need to..."

"Meng Qing, raise your head."

Meng Qing raised his head slightly, put one hand on his face, and stroked it lightly.

Xuan Xiangwan's eyes were complicated: "Meng Qing, I won't talk about feelings anymore." He was already afraid, afraid that he would lose everything again, and even if he had everything, he wouldn't be able to get a little bit of pity back.

"Little night..."

"Don't talk, listen to me first."

Meng Qing obediently closed her mouth.

Xuan Xiangwan left his face and stepped back a few steps. Meng Qing saw that he was in a hurry and thought he was going to leave, so he wanted to get up, but was stopped by Xuan Xiangwan's eyes, and sat back to his original place.

"Meng Qing, I don't know if you want to play or it's just a whim, but I'm not interested in playing with you. I don't think there is anything about me that can attract you, or it may just be your temporary obsession. Even if you get it, so what , I have to leave sooner or later, so I don't have time to play those unnutritious tricks with you."

As early as when Xuan Xiangwan said the first sentence, Meng Qing couldn't sit still. If it wasn't for Xuan Xiangwan's eyes blocking him, he could barely hold back to finish listening.

I couldn't wait to speak to prove it: "Xiao Wan, I didn't act on a whim, I was serious, I know you don't believe me, but I'm really not kidding, you don't know..."

I have been looking for you for many years, almost occupying most of my life, the previous life plus this life, how can those days and nights be summed up so simply and directly.

But in front of Xuan Xiangwan, he couldn't say these words after all, Xiao Wan would think he was crazy, he didn't want to leave a stain on Xuan Xiangwan's heart, not even a little bit.

"I don't know what?"

Xuan Xiangwan's conjecture was further confirmed by the sudden interruption of his speech.

Meng Qing took Xuan Xiangwan's hand and shook it: "Xiao Wan~ just agree, okay, I promise time will tell everything."

Xuan Xiangwan lowered his eyes, and seeing this, Meng Qing immediately stood up and took a deep breath.

"Xiao Wan, you can't just beat me to death with a stick like this. How do you know if I'm real if you don't try? Xiao Wan, you can't be so cruel."

"I..." Xuan Xiangwan clasped his fingers nervously, looking at the approaching body, panicked, he couldn't stand Meng Qing's sticky routine.

"you……"

"Xiaowan, promise me, huh?"

Feeling the sound of the wind beside his ears, Xuan Xiangwan shrank his neck, the heat hit his ears, and Xuan Xiangwan was so startled that he wanted to back away.

As soon as he moved, his waist tightened.

Xuan Xiangwan pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Since Xiaowan's mouth is so strong, there are other ways to verify it."

"To verify what?" Xuan Xiangwan had a bad feeling right now.

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt a cold in my stomach, and then a hand stretched in along the corner of the clothes.

Xuan Xiangwan exclaimed, "Meng Qing!"

Meng Qing didn't say a word, and controlled Xuan Xiangwan's body with his other hand to keep him from moving.

Xuan Xiangwan's whole body trembled slightly, and almost the moment Meng Qing reached in, he firmly grabbed his hand through his clothes.

"Meng Qing, stop making trouble! Come out!" Xuan Xiangwan trembled as he spoke anxiously.

But I don't know what method Meng Qing used, he broke free from his hand in a few strokes, and continued to explore other places.

Meng Qing's fingers felt cool, and wherever they passed, they all caused a shudder.

"You feel it too, don't you?"

Meng Qing closed his eyes, not noticing the darkened face of the person in his arms, who was still immersed in this joy alone.

"Xiaowan, feel me well, okay?" The touch of his hands was smooth and smooth, better than all the beautiful jades Meng Qing had ever touched.

Finally, under Meng Qing's unremitting efforts, Xuan Xiangwan sobbed softly, as if he couldn't stand it under the great stimulation and forced it out.

"Xiaowan, you've reacted!" Meng Qing opened his eyes suddenly, staring at his body without blinking.

"Xiaowan! She also said she doesn't have feelings for me, aren't you..."

The smile on Meng Qing's face froze: "Xiao Wan?"

Turning around with Xuan Xiangwan in his arms, what he saw was not what he imagined.

Xuan Xiangwan's eyes were cold. How could anyone react like this at this moment? It was completely different from the blushing look he had imagined. There was no half-joy on his face, but only forbearance and humiliation.

Meng Qing quickly stretched out his hand from under his clothes, standing there at a loss, not daring to breathe.

"Little night..."

"Is it fun?"

Meng Qing gritted his teeth and did not answer.

"Is it fun for me to ask you?"

"Xiaowan, listen to me, I just..." I just want you to see your heart clearly, so that you can put me in your heart, even a small corner is fine, as long as there is me.

"What? The verification was successful, what result did you get?"

Xuan Xiangwan stared at him, and Meng Qing turned pale: "I'm not... I... I'm just..." A person who is usually good at expressing, but now he hesitates to give an explanation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of a place that was still in good spirits, and Meng Qing seemed to have a brain twitch: "Xiao Wan, are you feeling uncomfortable? How about I help you."

As he spoke, he was about to step forward, but Xuan Xiangwan's darker face was greeted by him.

"Meng Qing! Have you had enough fun!"

"Xiao Wan, I'm not..."

"It's fun, isn't it?"

In the next second, there was a loud door closing sound, which made the ground tremble a few times, showing how much force was used.

After Xuan Xiangwan's figure disappeared, Meng Qing covered his forehead and slapped it, screwing up again, look at what he did.

Xuan Xiangwan ran all the way to the swimming pool in the back garden, plunged into it, and disappeared completely.

Two minutes later, a head protruded from the water surface, with a huge splash, and fell back to the water surface to form a wave.

There were waves of beatings, like Xuan Xiangwan's heart, still beating violently, with a tendency to beat faster and faster.

Xuan Xiangwan slapped the surface of the water like venting, and the waves kept splashing and falling.

After being tired, he leaned on the handrail next to the swimming pool and panted heavily.The heat on his body was still a little bit, and Xuan Xiangwan was even more irritable, so he had to submerge his whole body in the water, keeping only his eyes above the water.

After another 5 minutes, it still had no effect. Xuan Xiangwan's eyes were red, and he kept cursing Meng Qing in his heart.

In the next second, his whole head plunged into the water, and he began to swim around the pool, back and forth, waving his arms constantly.

Knowing that the enthusiasm seemed to have subsided somewhat, Xuan Xiangwan stopped and returned to the handrail.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the surface of the water. Xuan Xiangwan looked down, without moving.

"It's the middle of the night, I'm so happy."

Facing the man's ridicule, Xuan Xiangwan just quietly leaned against the railing, looking up at the moon in the sky in a daze.

Meng Hetang was not angry either, and sat down beside him, his long legs hanging down naturally.

"Anything on your mind?"

Meng Hetang imitated Xuan Xiangwan's posture, propped his hands back, and looked up at the sky.

"You said, where do people go when they die?"

Now, Xuan Xiangwan moved and looked at him inexplicably.

Meng Hetang smiled at Xuan Xiangwan: "I was suddenly curious, do people still have consciousness after death? Or maybe they can still see the world?"

"Maybe."

Xuan Xiangwan answered ambiguously, after all, isn't he reborn now, maybe he is still alive, not necessarily, he just lives in another way.

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Meng Hetang looked at the sky heavily, and answered irrelevant questions: "I'm having trouble with Meng Qing."

"Don't mention him to me!" He couldn't hear these two words now.

"Heh, I just said that stuffy gourd is not good."