250 Raids: There's a girl next door

The slender fingers quickly pressed the text: "Is there anything unhappy about you? Tell me to make me happy."

The tears on the eyelashes were still dry, and the brows and eyes began to bend again.

Not long after sending it out, Xia Qihang came back again: "You are really right, the things that make me unhappy are the things that make you happy."

I am not happy that you are with Cheng Chengke, but you are happy with him.

I am most unhappy that you are not by my side, but you are happiest when you are not by my side.

The night is long, sitting on the window sill and looking at the city lights, so blurred and melancholy.

Holding the phone, I don't know why I miss her so much at this moment, it hurts to breathe.

Just came back from the outside, the white shirt has not been taken off, only two buttons were unbuttoned and the sleeves were rolled up a little, so tired that he didn't even have the strength to pour a glass of water.

But he has the strength to think about her, and think about the positive energy in her body.

At that time, you no longer need me to pinch your feet, no longer need me to remind you of three meals a day, no longer need me to accompany you to watch movies and eat.

So are you happy?

He hooked his lips bitterly.

Missing is the only thing he can do.

Pei Ruomian was holding the phone in a daze. Although it was a joke, but as smart as she was, how could she not understand what he meant.

"Am I so short-sighted? I only pick things that don't make you happy. What time is it? You just got off work again, right?"

There was no message back for a long time after it was sent.

She smiled and stuffed the phone back into her pocket.

A pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind.

She looked up at the man in the mirror.

Cheng Yanke gently pressed her face against her neck, and dawdled lightly, "Who are you sending the message to? Who is so capable of making you laugh out of tears?"

The neck was itchy from being rubbed by him, Pei Ruomian shrank her neck, and replied angrily: "It's not you anyway."

Staring at the beautiful peach blossom eyes, she stomped on his toes vigorously.

Let her vent, as long as she is happy, Cheng Yanke is surprisingly gentle, "I'm sorry, I ignored you, I will self-criticize, punish myself and go home and let you toss, okay?"

I'm sorry, it's my fault. I keep saying that I want to take care of you, but I never do it.

He watched her send messages with others with her mobile phone, and smiled, he was very jealous.

If someone can make her laugh by sending her a message, then he only needs to give her a little word of concern, which is worth ten or hundreds of words from others.

But he is busy with his own affairs every day, and sometimes he even forgets to send a text message. She always calls him first to ask him if he has eaten, whether he will go home at night, whether he wants to do this or that.

Hold her tightly.

Just now she ran out of the box angrily, just like that time when she turned around in a rage.

He was terrified.

He didn't chase out the door last time, but this time he followed her closely. Fortunately, she didn't run away.

'Isn't it because I like you that I let you toss?I didn't let others toss. '

Yes, isn't it just because I like it?

She is still young, so it is inevitable that she will be crazy. Why does she always make her accommodate him, and why doesn't he try to accommodate her?

Pei Ruomian sniffed, still angry, "It's too late to know what's wrong now."

Cheng Yanke smiled, leaned sideways and squeezed in front of her, facing her, "Then I'll let you mess around here, okay?"

Finally she smiled, "You are shameless."

Cheng Yanke simply imitated Zhang Mofei's rascality towards Pei Mochen, "Why do you want face, you are enough."