The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 110 A Different Kind of Kiss (3)
"I..." Appearing at someone's door in the middle of the night did seem to have bad intentions, Meng Shuixin felt that he had to explain.

Just when he wanted to stand up, his legs were numb from squatting all night, so he sat back down again.

Wen Jingrong stepped forward with a few big strides, and pulled the girl into his arms. Wen Jingrong's arms were very warm, as if being exposed to the sun, warm, as if it still smelled like the sun, that kind of Dry, the scent of the sun.

"You stayed here all night?" Wen Jingrong's voice was above Meng Shuixin's head, without any warmth.

"Well, you haven't been at home all the time, so I've been waiting. I can't make calls if you have a mobile phone signal here. It's cold on the ground, and I was kicked out of the house again. Always, beauty, I'm so pitiful today, no , It was yesterday..." Meng Shuixin's voice choked up as she spoke, as if all the grievances of the night had found a place to pour out.

"Student Meng Shuixin, I always thought you were a smart person..." Wen Jingrong's voice sounded calmly above his head. For some reason, Meng Shuixin suddenly felt that Wen Jingrong seemed to be angry.

But Meng Shuixin was not in the mood to argue with Wen Jingrong, but said pitifully, "Wen Jingrong, I'm cold."

"Student Meng Shuixin, don't pretend to be pitiful..." Wen Jingrong's voice carried a little bit of strange and unpredictable emotion, but he didn't push Meng Shuixin away.

Meng Shuixin puffed his mouth, and stared at the young man with a pair of eyes.

Wen Jingrong looked at the girl who looked like a little white rabbit in front of her, and smiled helplessly.

He hugged Meng Shuixin horizontally, and said to Wen Shi who got off the car behind him, "Go and prepare hot water!"

"Oh, yes!" Others may not understand, but Wen Shi has been with this extraordinary young master since he was a child. He knows very well that the young master is worried. The young master has never been so nervous by himself!
But how can you worry about this young lady of the Meng family?
He is not an innocent woman, his perfect young master should not have anything to do with her, hey, a real woman must have drugged the young master, poor young master, I don't know when he will wake up!

"I didn't pretend, I was very pitiful..." Meng Shuixin scratched Wen Jingrong's collar with both hands like a kitten pleasing its master.

"Student Meng Shuixin, I always thought you were very smart, no matter what, you would never let yourself get hurt..." Wen Jingrong looked at Meng Shuixin's childish movements and said lightly, "A move that makes me uncomfortable is really a shame. Unlike classmate Meng Shuixin, your style..."

"Wen Jingrong, it's scary to be angry..." Meng Shuixin said in a low voice.

"I'm not angry..." Wen Jingrong carried Meng Shuixin into the room and said, "Go take a shower, I'll wait for you outside."

"kindness."

Meng Shuixin soaked in the warm bubble bath. The large round bathtub can relieve the fatigue of the night.

When Meng Shuixin came out of the shower, the quilt had already been spread, and Wen Jingrong was adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner in the room.

Seeing that Meng Shuixin came out wrapped in a bath towel, she took a blanket next to her and walked over to wrap it around Meng Shuixin's body.

Meng Shuixin felt the warm breath in the room, and felt that his heart, which had been drenched in the cold all night, suddenly warmed up.

Wen Jingrong wrapped Meng Shuixin in the shape of a silkworm baby and carried him to the bed. He put Meng Shuixin into the bed, but when he was doing the laying down, Meng Shuixin accidentally fell on the ground, and the blanket was not wrapped properly. Corner and trip.

Wen Jingrong directly hugged Meng Shuixin and fell on the bed.

He pressed Meng Shuixin on the bed, but in order not to crush the girl, Wen Jingrong still used his arms to prop up a distance.

At this time, the girl's eyelashes were still dripping with water, and it was not known whether it was the trace of bathing or the trace of tears.

And Meng Shuixin saw the young man so close to him, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Wen Jingrong, I want to kiss you..." Meng Shuixin looked at the beautiful face in front of him and said lightly.

After Meng Shuixin finished speaking, he realized what a ridiculous thing he had said. He stretched out his hands and pushed Wen Jingrong away, covering himself under the quilt.

It's not that I haven't said such a thing, but why, at this moment, under this situation, I suddenly feel so embarrassed...

Wen Jingrong watched Meng Shuixin cover himself under the quilt, and suddenly laughed, and then, he kissed softly on the quilt that Meng Shuixin covered himself.

Meng Shuixin felt Wen Jingrong's kiss on his forehead. Even through the quilt, he seemed to be able to feel the temperature on the boy's lips. Meng Shuixin suddenly moved and couldn't move.

The whole person is in a state of rigidity.

Did Wen Jingrong kiss her just now?
What if it wasn't a kiss?

Maybe it's the hand?

Meng Shuixin, Meng Shuixin, you have lived two lifetimes to have such messy feelings towards a 16-year-old boy!

But why, I began to miss the warmth that fell on my forehead just now, whether it was from my hands or my lips.

"Now you can tell me what happened, classmate Meng Shuixin?" Wen Jingrong's voice came in from outside the quilt with a smile.

"Ahem!" Meng Shuixin coughed twice under the quilt before getting out and leaning against the head of the bed, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I was kicked out by my grandfather and then became homeless... ..."

"Since you're here, why don't you call me?"

"I don't know why I came to your house..." Meng Shuixin shrugged, "Then your house is so heavily guarded, the phone has no signal..."

"You can destroy them..." Wen Jingrong said it as a matter of course, but Meng Shuixin was taken aback.

"This is your house. I ruined those things. After all, it's not good, right?" Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong, and said these words a little slowly.

Wen Jingrong smiled softly, put a thermometer into Meng Shuixin's mouth and said, "I don't know when classmate Meng Shuixin will feel that something is bad..."

Meng Shuixin grunted while biting the mouth of the thermometer.

"Okay, I know, you have always been very polite." Wen Jingrong looked at the girl and said, as if she understood the Martian words in the girl's mouth just now.

Meng Shuixin nodded in satisfaction.

"Stay outside all night, student Meng Shuixin, you are really patient..." Wen Jingrong said, "But you ran away from home? Could it be for classmate Lin Chuyang?"

Meng Shuixin hummed a string of Martian characters.

(End of this chapter)