surrender to her

Chapter 26 Stomach Pain
It was very quiet beside him, Meng Cheng turned his head, and saw the young man's back was straight, but his head was lowered, his side face was three-dimensional and clear, and his expression was indistinguishable. He clasped his hands on his knees and sat obediently. .

Must be terrified?
Apart from being angry, Meng Cheng still loves him more.

What kind of past, what kind of experience, made him prefer to suffer humiliation and swallow his anger again and again, without normal emotions, as if he was hollowed out inside and out, he has already stepped towards the cliff with one foot .

Meng Cheng's heart was astringent, she leaned over, held his hand with one hand, raised the other hand, and stroked his head lightly, her short, soft and fine hair filled her palm, making it tickle. .

"He Liangchi, don't be afraid."

At this moment, He Liangchi's whole body was shocked like an electric shock.

His scalp became tense and numb after being touched by her, his eyes slowly opened wide, the gloom and haze condensed in them dissipated instantly, and his expression became relaxed and dazed.

He raised his head and looked sideways at her, and the girl curled up a soothing and gentle chuckle.

afraid?
He was not afraid of anything.

He just couldn't hold back the urge to goug that man's eyes.

He Liangchi was the scariest one.

By the time they understand it, it may be too late.

Seeing the worry in the girl's eyes, He Liangchi pursed his lips straight, and put away his dangerous minions again. He shook his head lightly, his ears were connected to his neck, and they were already so red that they didn't look like they were in her eyes. The hand under the soft palm did not dare to move.

It's like a bloodthirsty wolf who can't hide his true nature, but because of her touch, he suddenly turns into an innocent and obedient dog.

At this time, the large wall-mounted speakers on both sides of the auditorium beeped twice, the surrounding noise decreased, and the opening remarks of the middle-aged male teacher's thick plastic puppets came out, and the ceremony began.

The official language is long and boring. The students below should be busy with whatever they are doing, chatting and playing mobile phones, reading extracurricular books and eating snacks.

Song Xinyuan observed the two people next to her. Hearing Meng Cheng's soft voice talking to the boy, her eyes gradually became horrified. Ever since she met Meng Cheng, she had never seen her face as a gentle little girl.

Accustomed to her unrestrained and crazy appearance, Song Xinyuan clicked her tongue like a different person this time: a wild fox, what kind of house cat is she pretending to be.

But having said that... why does this handsome guy look more and more familiar?

I seem to have seen it on the Internet. Could it be some little Internet celebrity that she left a brand on?

No, no, not an Internet celebrity!
Song Xinyuan remembered, she was stunned, her mouth was opened so that a rugby could be stuffed in it, and she quickly covered it with her hands, and turned to Xiang Zhao and the others like a thief, saying in a low voice, "Ah, ah, this handsome guy Isn't it the one from the He family..."

She didn't say those three words.

Gao Wenbo snapped his fingers to confirm her guess: "That's right, he is the one from the He family..."

"Oh my god, he's actually the one from the He family..."

Xiang Zhao: "..."

"That thing is so hot on the Internet..."

Song Xinyuan suddenly realized He Liangchi's extraordinary identity, and couldn't calm down for a while, and sighed for a long time: "Or Meng Cheng always doesn't follow the usual path."

That bastard He Jinming chased her so madly that she fell in love at first sight with his illegitimate half-brother who had a difficult background...

frog fun.

Is it exciting to play mustard?

Although it's not very benevolent, Song Xinyuan inexplicably looks forward to the Shura field where the three of them face each other.

Whispering here, the two over there seem to have an enchantment with other people, Meng Cheng doesn't deliberately find topics, stay with him, those interesting and profound things in the past will want to dig out and talk to him again He shares it again.

He Liangchi listened carefully, as if he had participated in her past in her eloquent narration, which made him relax, and his blank soul gained some weight.

He didn't dare to be too blatant, and he didn't dare to show the concentration and passion in his heart, he only dared to sneak a glance at her from time to time.Look at her bright and moving eyebrows, and the eyes that are as thick as ink are dotted with light.

Nine times out of ten, he would meet her eyes, because her eyes could hardly leave the young man's face. Whenever he would pretend to be calm and calm, he would immediately avoid it, and Meng Cheng would just smile without revealing it.

More than an hour passed, and the ceremony was only halfway through. One school leader’s inspirational chicken soup was sent away, and another school leader’s passionate shouting was welcomed. sleepy.

The three of them were playing Fight the Landlords on their mobile phones. Song Xinyuan and Gao Wenbo colluded and almost used up Xiang Zhao's pocket money for the next week. Laughter and wailing were mixed together.

Don't worry about it, I just like to make little Sunflower cry and coax her.

He Liangchi clenched his fists tightly against his stomach, his back was slightly arched, and his face became paler and paler.

Although he was covering it up, Meng Cheng just found out that something was wrong with him, but he said it was all right. Seeing that the young man was sweating profusely on his forehead and wet his black hair, she hurriedly asked again: "Where are you?" Are you uncomfortable?"

He Liangchi still shook his head.

"Come on, I'll accompany you to the school infirmary."

Regardless of his bravado, Meng Cheng pulled his arm and said he wanted to get up.

"A while."

He was stubborn, holding her thin wrist with a big hand and pressing her back to the seat, thinking that it was not a big deal, and stomach pain was his old problem, and he knew how long it would last.

He was in severe pain now, his lips were bloodless, and the syllables in his throat were difficult: "It will be fine in a while."

Meng Cheng really couldn't hold him back, his frowning brows were full of worry, coincidentally, Lao Meng has been urging her not to drink ice water for the past two days, asking her to carry a thermos with her, and doing video spot checks.

She took off the lid of the cup and poured water, and handed it over, guessing that he would refuse coldly, she said first: "If you don't drink, follow me to the infirmary, choose one of the two."

He Liangchi: "..."

He had no choice but to take it, staring down at the rim of the cup in his mouth, hesitantly moving.

Seeing this, Meng Cheng leaned his head close to his face, and said quietly, "He Liangchi, do you dislike me?"

He froze for a moment, then said anxiously: "No."

"Then you drink, some hot water will make you feel better."

He Liangchi still compromised, and under her unrelenting gaze, he slowly raised her water glass to his lips, and the hot mist of water puffed into his nostrils.

Seeing that he drank, Meng Cheng took a tissue to help him wipe the sweat off his forehead.

He Liangchi froze, the warm current slipped through his throat and into his stomach, his eyes flickered secretly, it wasn't just the stomach that warmed up together.

Meng Cheng saw that drinking hot water was useful, so he poured it for him one cup after another.

I don't know how many drinks, but He Liangchi stopped him, his voice was slightly rough: "No need, I feel better."

Meng Cheng observed his complexion carefully, it seemed that he had indeed recovered a bit, his lips had almost returned to their original crimson color, moistened with water, and there was a fragile feeling of a sickly beauty in a trance.

"Okay, then I'll drink this cup."

As the words fell, her cherry red lips pressed against the rim of the cup, and, intentionally or not, it coincided with the position where his mouth fell.

He Liangchi's eyes were deep, staring at her slightly tilted jade neck, her phoenix eyes became darker and darker, her Adam's apple rolled and rolled.

(End of this chapter)