Heart attack

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Shyness crept up to the ears, with a face as delicious as a pomegranate, dodging Chen Qianning's guilty conscience, "Shut up, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I came to take you away, didn't you ask me for help?"

"I do not have."

Sheng Jingcheng didn't answer her directly. He took off his clothes and covered her with a "hmm", "I only have 3 minutes for a while, follow me within 3 minutes, if it fails, we have to make a couple." Desperate couple."

"Who is a couple with you, do you have..."

"Hush." ​​Sheng Jingcheng blocked her mouth, and looked downstairs vigilantly. Someone downstairs seemed to be making gestures with him. After a while, he smiled maliciously, "It seems that we can't do it. ,Come with me."

Chen Qianning jumped off the railing, and when he turned his head, the people downstairs came and went without a trace, without a trace.

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Tang Hongyi still didn't fall asleep, and the rain at night was even more worrying. The fog of the night lingered over the city, as if it was about to engulf the city.

A solemn trial came, not only after a while, she heard some voices in a daze.

Out of habit, she just turned over and muttered in a low voice: "Don't make a fuss about the feast." Then she fell into a deep dream.

Before the person standing by the bed had time to react, he was too frightened to move by this sentence, and finally leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Okay, my princess."

The tone sounded like losing to you, afraid of your weakness, it sounded familiar and reassuring, Tang Hong also stretched out his arms to hug him, as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong.

Tang Hongyi only woke up from the dream when the mint smell completely enveloped him, and the thick breath and scorching temperature spread over his body.

...wasn't it a dream?

She opened her eyes suddenly, and being hugged by someone, the familiar feeling in her arms came to her heart little by little.

Tang Hong also tried his best to pull the other party away, raised his small head to look at him, with sharp eyebrows, drooping eyes, and a lazy and relaxed posture.

From surprise to adaptation, the girl in front of her eyes turned red a little bit, and Sheng Yan rubbed away her precarious tears, "Why are you crying?"

"Is it really you?" The choked up tone was a little unbelievable.

Sheng Yan lowered her head and brushed her hair away, "Do you believe it's me now? It's not a dream or a fantasy. If you don't believe me, feel it."

She stretched out her hand and pinched herself hard, and screamed out in pain before she really believed that the feast was really back.

Really lying beside her.

"Feast." Tang Hong also rolled over and sat up, directly pinning him down, patting his chest weakly and worryingly, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back? Why didn't you tell me?"

He asked the same question repeatedly, but Tang Hongyi didn't pay attention, and slapped his chest, tears streaming down his face.

"Don't cry, dear." Sheng Yan stroked her teardrops, and the tears were hot on his palm, "I just came out a few hours ago, and I came out to see you as soon as I finished my work. Are you worried? I feel that you are so light many."

Sheng Yan sat up, picked her up with one hand, and put her on her lap around her waist, "Don't cry, your eyes hurt if you cry too much, and I won't worry you anymore, so don't cry, be good."

"Be good, I'm not a child." Tang Hong couldn't stop the tears from flowing, and lay in his arms, "I agreed that there will be no next time, if you let me know, I will never let you go .”

"Okay, okay." Sheng Yan said with a smile, with an extremely doting tone.

Tang Hongyi was still in a daze when her body moved. Sheng Yan pinched her hair and turned back and forth on her face as if itching.

While fiddling with her hair, she exhaled lightly and said, "Get up, there's still work to do in a while, Zhou Yang came to remind me."

"Sleep a little longer."

(End of this chapter)