Is it? Han Ximing chased her? Wenli has no way to imagine. It's mainly Han Ximing's personality. I don't feel that he will take the initiative in his feelings.

"Ha ha." Wen Li laughs.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Ximing nodded her nose.

"I just want to..." Wen Li smiles and shakes his head. "I can't imagine what you were like at that time." She went into his arms and said, "did you lie to me?"

Han Ximing silent, "don't imagine, today we have a good rest, tomorrow I will take you to experience."

Huh? Wen Li looked up at him, eyes bright, full of expectations, "really?"

"Well." Han Ximing nodded. "You take a bath and I'll cook."

"Good." Wen Li nodded with a smile, and still missed his cooking.

At night, two people lie on the bed, fingers tight. Wen Li leaned over and looked at Han Ximing, "what did we do at night before?"

"What do you say?" Han Ximing also side over and looks at her with a bad smile.

Wen Li blushed and said, "don't think about that all the time. I'm asking you seriously. We can't have no common language except that."

Oh. Han Ximing sneered, "if we want to speak a common language, we have the most common language."

"What do you say?" Wen Li of course knows what they used to do, but she can't remember, "tell me, tell me more specifically, how did we start?"

Yeah. Han Ximing thought, "at that time, you were arrogant. Not everyone was qualified to pursue you. If you want to pursue you, you must recite PI more than you."

Ah? Wen Li became interested. "Is that right? So you beat me? "

Han Ximing chuckled, "isn't that obvious?"

Hum. Wen Li hummed, "I don't believe it."

"Don't move." Han Ximing held the man in her arms in a low, soft voice, "don't you believe it? Then I'll recite it to you 3．1415926535……”

He recited a long string and enunciated clearly.

Wen Li's smile grew bigger and bigger, and he carried it with him 6274956735…… Ha ha

Wen Li lies in Han Ximing's arms, and the two smile at each other. All of a sudden, Wen Li's head droops. Han Ximing is stunned and pattes her head gently. Wen Li rubbed against him, "can't remember,

can't remember at all..."

Han Ximing hesitated for a long time, the sentence "it doesn't matter" still didn't say. He is not qualified to say whether it matters or not. Xiao Li has said it. He has nothing to do but follow her.

"Ximing..." Wen Li grabbed his skirt, "you say, will I always be like this? Empty head, can't remember anything, to family, relatives, all rely on resentment to live

... "

Han Ximing did not give a positive answer, but said, "whether you love or hate, you should."

No one can forgive Xiao Li. No one is qualified.

Wenli silent down, Han Ximing hold her, "sleep, I'm here with you." After a long time, I heard a very light reply from her Well

The next morning, Wen Li sat in front of the dining table, not satisfied with his mouth, stirred a bowl of white rice porridge in front of him with a spoon, "is that it? That's it? Do you want me to eat this? "

This man is very good at cooking. Is he impatient? Just come out two days, impatient, not willing to be good to her?