Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 318 The galaxy is thousands of miles, endless (10)

Cheng Xinghe held her feet in a good-tempered manner, his hands moved gently, his eyes fixed on her, and the two looked at each other, gradually seeing other meanings.

It was raining that day, pattering, falling on the car window, reflecting water marks, and the raindrops fell against the glass in an instant.

The atmosphere in the carriage gradually became a little ambiguous.

Liang Mian sensed something was wrong, and was about to retract her legs, Cheng Xinghe suppressed her, and hooked her ankles around his waist.

With the other hand, he took the back of her head and pulled her in front of him.

Breathing in suddenly, Liang Mian subconsciously refused, and Cheng Xinghe restrained her so that she could not move.

"What are you doing..." Before he could finish his sentence, his lips covered Liang Mian's breath tightly, his eyes were wide open, but he didn't react.

Cheng Xinghe approached menacingly, he was always restrained and restrained, he was breathing heavily, faintly impatient, his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with lust.

No answer, just show it with actions.

Liang Mian loves beauty, and she has always adhered to the principle of demeanor rather than warmth. She wore a simple misty purple dress that day, with a thin waist and delicate collarbone, which was convenient for Cheng Xinghe.

Hands go in.

The fingertips rested on her knuckles, lingering and caressing carefully, picking apart the silk fabric, moving it, forbearance and strength.

Liang Mian's breathing became quicker, and when she smelled the faint, clear and restrained fir scent on him, she couldn't help being complacent, confused, and fascinated.

Cheng Xinghe let her go, wrapped around her again and again to suck her lips, touched her gently, again and again, and kissed her earlobe.

Intimacy gesture.

Liang Mian's complexion was crimson, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of clear water, which was so moist that it made one's throat tighten.

Cheng Xinghe leaned against her ear and said something magnetically in a low voice.

Liang Mian blushed and stared at him: "No."

Cheng Xinghe still kissed her, "Really?"

"No!" She categorically refused.

Cheng Xinghe withdrew his hand regretfully, let go of her, and returned to that indifferent and dignified look, "I thought you would like it."

Liang Mian bit her lip and said nothing.

Cheng Xinghe frowned slightly, then drove away.

It's not up to Liang Mian to like it or not, only Cheng Xinghe thinks about it, and then her head hit the roof of the car again and again, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing that Cheng Xinghe's heart softened completely.

Liang Mian was short of breath, and called him an old bastard, a big bastard: "Cheng Xinghe, you are perverted!"

Cheng Xinghe's arms were covered with red marks drawn by her fingernails, a little bloodshot, he panted slowly, and the corners of his eyes were a little uncontrollably red, "You talk."

"Old stuff!"

"Say more."

"Well...you know how to bully me, bastard..."

Cheng Xinghe was amused, and licked his lower lip: "If you say something nice, I'll let you go."

Liang Mian would rather die than follow.

He coaxed her: "Be good, call me Mianmian."

"Old bastard."

Scolding back and forth, nothing more than a few words.

Cheng Xinghe got used to it.

I don't think so.

Afterwards, Liang Mian was so annoying and frightened that she said all good things.

"Cheng Xinghe."

"No."

"Old man."

"Can you change one?"

"Brother Xinghe?"

"reluctantly."

"..."

"anything else?"

"baby."

"continue."

"Heart."

"Ah."

"old……"

"Ok?"

"Old... dog!"

Cheng Xinghe looked at her teasingly, pulled her up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then let it fall on her back, stroking her lightly, "Little bastard."

***
Recalling those bastard things, Liang Mian's drunken face turned even redder.

Just close your eyes and play dead.

No matter how Cheng Xinghe rubbed her or tickled her, she ignored it, but she just kept holding back, buried her face in his lap, and refused to respond anyway.

Liang Mian's drinking was out of the question, when she went to the bathroom to take a shower, her cell phone rang, and Cheng Xinghe saw the note outside, it was her mother.

After thinking about it, I raised my hand to pick it up.

Song's mother got on the phone with her future son-in-law without warning, and everyone was dumbfounded.

After hesitating for a while, he tentatively said, "Cheng, Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Xinghe said modestly: "Auntie, just call me Xinghe."

Song's mother turned her head quickly, "Xinghe, I'm looking for Mianmian, is she here?"

Hearing the sound of dripping water coming from the bathroom, Cheng Xinghe said honestly, "She is taking a shower."

Mother Song understood instantly.

With a sigh of relief in my heart, "OK, you can ask her to call me back later."

"no problem."

It ends with a few words.

Fang Song's mother stuck her mobile phone to her chest with a frightened look. Liang's father came out of the study and saw her like this, a little funny: "What's the matter, why is there such an expression?"

Mother Song looked at him: "Cheng Xinghe and Mianmian are together again."

Father Liang raised his eyebrows: "It's true, how do you know?"

Song's mother said: "I called Mianmian just now, Cheng Xinghe picked it up, and said Mianmian was taking a bath, maybe they are still living together!"

"That's a good thing." Father Liang pondered for a moment.

Song's mother stared: "What's the matter? It's not like you don't know Cheng Xinghe. He regretted his marriage and didn't want to marry Mianmian before. Didn't you see how sad Mianmian is?"

Father Liang said with a broad heart: "One moment and another, besides, I think it will be of great benefit to our family that the two of them get back together."

Mother Song was a little worried when she said she would not listen to him.

The bathroom door was unlocked. Cheng Xinghe was worried that drunk people could take a good bath. He hung up the phone and waited for a few minutes before pushing the door and entering. Looking up, he saw Liang Mian lying on the toilet Cover it, and sleep soundly.

"..."

Cheng Xinghe pursed his lips, walked over helplessly, and turned off the water valve. At least she made some progress and didn't sleep directly in the bathtub, otherwise she wouldn't know if she was drowned.

After waking him up, he wiped his body and carried him out. Liang Mian was still conscious and nestled in his arms obediently.

Putting her on the bed, Cheng Xinghe leaned over and squeezed her face, "Your mother called just now."

"...Who?"

"Our mother."

Liang Mian's expression was confused for a moment, then she rubbed her eyes and turned over, "Oh."

Obviously he hasn't reacted yet.

Cheng Xinghe followed her.

The next day, Liang Mian slept until the sun was up.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he found himself being held in someone's arms, yawning and pushing him away.

Cheng Xinghe woke up early, it is rare to have time to accompany her today.

"Have you slept enough?"

Liang Mian was startled, "Woke you up?"

"No."

Liang Mian hugged the thin quilt, still looking out of state, Cheng Xinghe put her arms around her waist and led her to him.

Both of them were honest in the bed.

Liang Mian pushed him.

Cheng Xinghe leaned over.

You come and go, and finally Liang Mian is out of breath.

Covering her mouth: "No kiss."

Cheng Xinghe took her hand away: "Why."

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

He chuckled: "I don't despise you."

"I despise you!"

As he spoke, he pinched his shoulder and exhaled.

During the ups and downs, Liang Mian was drowsy again, when Cheng Xinghe whispered in her ear, "Mianmian, let's get the certificate."

Liang Mian's brain circuit was only understood after the fact, and she was a little sober: "What did you say before, get the certificate?"

Cheng Xinghe caressed her arm, feeling satisfied, and said in a lazy voice, "Mm."

"Why do you need to get a certificate?"

That's a good question.

Cheng Xinghe opened his eyes, and went to shake her ring-wearing hand, "Don't you want to be Mrs. Cheng, after you get the certificate, you will be Mrs. Cheng justifiably."

Liang Mian was in a complicated mood, and said after a while, "I, I don't really think about it..."

"What did you say?" Cheng Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of danger.

Liang Mian grabbed the corner of the quilt, "I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry."

Cheng Xinghe: "..."

Cheng Xinghe's mood changed from sunny to cloudy.

Liang Mian didn't take it seriously.

Taking care of taking a shower, skin care, eating breakfast and watching dramas, Cheng Xinghe went straight into the study.

The two stayed together peacefully until the evening.

Liang Mian always felt that something was missing, but she couldn't remember what it was, so she scratched her hair and stopped thinking about it.

After seven o'clock in the evening, the living room did not turn on the lights, only the light of the projector reflected on the wall. Liang Mian sat on the sofa and watched a movie. She crunched.

Cheng Xinghe simply walked downstairs in his shirt and turned on the light in the living room. Liang Mian squinted his eyes from the sudden light.

Looking back at him, he asked casually, "What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Cheng Xinghe glanced at the pile of snacks in front of her with a calm expression, and said with a stick in his mouth: "Can you still eat?"

Liang Mian was taken aback: "..."

In the end, he sucked his fingers and gnawed on the chicken feet with relish.

Ignore him.

Cheng Xinghe's face was a little ugly.

He walked over, raised her wrist, and lifted her up.

Liang Mian still had chicken feet in her mouth, she frowned, and made an impatient little face, already a little angry.

Cheng Xinghe pulled a piece of paper, put it next to Liang Mian's mouth, "spit it out."

Liang Mian whimpered and shook his head.

Cheng Xinghe looked cold and stern: "Spit."

Liang Mian resolutely spit the chicken feet into his palm.

Cheng Xinghe frowned in disgust, and threw the tissue into the trash can.

"What are you doing crazy?"

Cheng Xinghe raised his eyelids: "Go up and change, let's go out to eat."

Liang Mian glared at him.

Cheng Xinghe's face remained unchanged.

She cursed and walked upstairs.

I thought to myself that the old man was really stingy, didn't he just reject the verbal "marriage proposal", and turned his face all day long.

When he rejected her before, he didn't see what happened to her.

But I forgot that I didn't know who was crying, making trouble, and going to hang himself.

Song's mother had been waiting for Liang Mian to call her all day long. She kept silent from morning to night. After dinner, she was so worried that she watered the flowers outside.

It has been hot and the temperature has risen recently, and many of the delicate flowers she raised have died.

After watering the flowers, Father Liang saw her wandering back and forth in the living room, so he couldn't help saying, "If you want to, just call her and ask."

"Why didn't she call me?"

Liang's father choked: "Maybe because he is busy, Mianmian has to go to work."

Mother Song felt that his words were not pleasant, so she shook her head and walked upstairs. After a while, she finally called Liang Mian.

Liang Mian turned her back to the zipper of her skirt, it was a bit difficult to do, her hands were sore and she didn't zip it up, she was about to call Cheng Xinghe to come up to help, when she heard the phone ring.

He took a look at his phone.

Suddenly, Liang Mian rang out what Cheng Xinghe said to her last night.

It turned out that I forgot this stubble!

Guilty answered the phone: "Mom."

Hearing her voice, Mother Song unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you busy? Did Mom bother you?"

"No no."

"have you eaten?"

Liang Mian's hands slipped from behind her back, feeling a little irritable with soreness, but she still answered patiently: "Not yet, I'm planning to go out to eat."

"With whom?" Mother Song asked following the words.

Liang Mian was stunned for two seconds.

Suddenly a hand came from behind.

She was so frightened that she immediately turned around and saw Cheng Xinghe, covering the receiver and taking the phone away, "You scared me to death!"

Silently.

Cheng Xinghe's eyebrows were very light, he held her in his arms condescendingly, lowered his head, and put it next to her ear: "Who are you talking to?"

Liang Mian moved her lips with a clear mouth shape: "My mother."

Cheng Xinghe understood.

Liang Mian pushed him away, raised his hand and dropped it on the zipper, beckoning him to help.

"Mom, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

Liang Mian blinked and said, "Did you call for something..."

But suddenly gasped.

The roots of his ears suddenly turned red.

Turning around to look at the man in front of him with a calm expression, he burst into anger: "What are you doing!"

"Help you."

This skirt is not suitable for wearing bras. Cheng Xinghe rubbed his hands over Liang Mian's bras with malicious intentions.

Liang Mian slapped his hand away, "I don't need your help, it's annoying."

Song's mother vaguely heard the male voice from over there, frowned, and said nothing for a while.

In the end, she still asked: "Mianmian, tell mom honestly, are you and Cheng Xinghe together again?"

Annoyed by Liang Mian, Cheng Xinghe calmed down, didn't move, Liang Mian didn't speak, there was silence in the air, what Song's mother said came out, and the two could hear clearly.

Liang Mian glanced at Cheng Xinghe.

He also looked at her.

He took her hand naturally, pressed it against the knuckles where the ring was worn, and kissed her lightly.

Too tender and affectionate.

Liang Mian couldn't help herself for a while.

The face is also hot.

Mother Song's question was still echoing in my ears.

She lowered her eyes, "Well, he and I are in a relationship."

Cheng Xinghe suddenly clenched her hand.

The two intertwined their fingers and held each other tightly.

After getting the expected answer, Song's mother didn't know what to say, she just gave a few simple instructions and hung up the phone.

The place for dinner at night was booked by Cheng Xinghe. It is the famous Hanging Garden in Fengcheng, a holy place for couples to confess their love.

Thinking of what he said this morning, Liang Mian chuckled inwardly, so he was still thinking about it.

It is estimated that he is frustrated and has to please her.

Liang Mian is a bit of a villain.

On the way, Cheng Xinghe left the table to go to the bathroom, and Liang Mian received a bouquet of flowers from the waiter, with an exquisite square box lying among the flowers.

Liang Mian was already engaged once, so of course she knew what it was.

While complaining about Cheng Xinghe's way of being so old-fashioned, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

She took out the ring and tried it on, but once she put it on she didn't want to take it off.

Cheng Xinghe went back and forth, looked at the arrogant smile on her face, pretended not to see her and asked, "How is it?"

She also pretended to be stupid: "how about what?"

"ring."

"It looks very ordinary."

"Is it the right size?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, that's a pity, I think I ordered a size down."

"No, it's just right."

Cheng Xinghe stared at her with a half-smile: "Really, didn't you make it clear before?"

"..." Liang Mian blushed in shame.

Cheng Xinghe said: "It's just for you to see, what to do with it."

"I..." I wanted to say no, but I couldn't come up with a pair.

"Stupid," he said, "it's a wedding ring, and I have to put it on for you."

With a red face, Liang Mian took off the ring, put it in the box, and returned it to him together, "Here, I hate it."

Cheng Xinghe was still smiling.

Walking to her side, he took out the ring again, put it on for her with his own hands, and looked at it under the bright light. After a while, he took out another box, opened it and gestured to Liang Mian.

Liang Mian suddenly felt that the hand wearing the ring was heavy, so she took out the ring with great effort, pointed it at Cheng Xinghe's ring finger, and passed it through.

Putting the two hands together, the rings are shining and extremely dazzling. The matching rings are obviously cold things, but at this moment they are suddenly covered with temperature, like a sacred oath: he is hers; So is she.

Cheng Xinghe half bent over to kiss her, Liang Mian followed his strength and softened herself.

After the kiss, Cheng Xinghe pressed his forehead against hers, "Do you want to get the certificate tomorrow?"

"it is good."

After all, it's just what you want.

After a while, Liang Mian raised her head and asked him: "Cheng Xinghe, do you love me?"

He never likes to talk about love and love. At this moment, staring at her eyes and looking at her face, there is a voice in his heart, which clearly guides and tells him——

Yes, that's right.

He is in love with her, in a slow flow, very fond of love, deeply in love.

"of course."

"Liang Mian, I love you."

Looking at each other, she smiled contentedly, hugged his waist, trapped herself in his world, and belonged to him forever: "Me too."

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--use up.

(End of this chapter)