Chapter 492 The most important thing is that the world cannot be kept, the red face is the mirror and the flowers are the trees (48)

"I think." The answer was straightforward.

Wen Xien stopped again and then said:

"Boys are too dependent, it's not suitable."

Yue Ying smiled coldly as she heard this.

What does it mean? Do you really treat him as a child?

"Why are you 'dependant'?"

“This is dependence.”

Yue Ying laughed again and looked at Wen Xien. Wen Xien also looked at him, with a faint indifference on her face.

He thought Wen Xien understood.

Are you uncertain? Don’t believe it? Or are you giving him a step?

Yue Ying was still thinking, Wen Xien had already gotten up, patted his shoulder, and walked towards a bed next to him. His slender and graceful back looked like a painting of ink painting.

Yue Ying also got up and looked at Wen Xien's foggy curtain lying on the bed.

Then I stood there for a few seconds, then took off my shoes, and prepared to go up.

Wen Xien heard the action and silently got up, looked at Yue Ying quietly for a while, and got up and wanted to get up and get out of bed.

Yue Ying raised her eyebrows and got up and passed by.

Wen Xien had not yet gone down, and when he saw Yue Ying still wanted to follow her, he was shocked first, and then frowned slightly.

Yue Ying looked at Wen Xien with a stern face.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes. One looked complicated, the other was stubborn and stubborn.

After a while, Wen Xien turned around helplessly, and Yue Ying took the opportunity to look closer, and he almost touched Wen Xien's face. He could even feel Wen Xien's breath and couldn't help but look up at the other person.

"Young Master Yue, stop making trouble. I don't like to sleep with others."

After Wen Xien said that, he turned his head to look at Yue Ying, but was shocked by the distance between the two of them, and then moved to the side.

Yue Ying stared at Wen Xien for a while, bewildered by the faint cold fragrance for a while, then reluctantly looked back calmly, nodded and said "um", but his attention was not on that sentence at all.

Wen Xien may have felt something was wrong, frowned and hurriedly wanted to get up again.

Yue Ying grabbed Wen Xien's arm and said, "I will go wherever you go."

Wen Xien looked at him, a little complicated and embarrassing, and then gently and solemnly shook his head.

Yue Ying froze.

He thought Wen Xien understood.

So he didn't know whether what Wen Xien refused at this time was just a matter of sleeping alone, or whether it was the essence of what he was thinking about.

Yue Ying stared at Wen Xien, her mind was in a mess. She didn't know what to say, but her hands were still holding Wen Xien tightly.

After a while, Yue Ying stumbled and said in a panic: "...just sleep... no matter how good it is, isn't it okay?"

Wen Xien still shook his head.

Yue Ying looked at Wen Xien in a hurry, like a child who was at a loss.

Wen Xien looked at him, his expression calmed down a little, and his body relaxed. When he lowered his head, his eyes fell to a certain place, as if he was organizing language. How can Yue Ying become normal?

That was a serious and quiet side face.

Yue Ying just watched deeply, forgetting who he was, where he should do what he should not do.

So I didn't expect it to be that I turned my head and kissed me.

The soft touch on his lips instantly made Yue Ying intoxicated. Before he could go deeper, he was pushed out of that feeling again the next second. His back hit the couch behind him, causing pain.

There was a lot of movement, and Yue Ying's eyes instantly sank, and he suppressed the violence and heat in his chest.

Wen Xien walked away a little, put his hands on his lips, and stared at Yue Ying with a frown, not knowing whether it was because of anger or shock.

After a while, Wen Xien took a deep breath, calmed down a little, staring at Yue Ying while moving aside.

Yue Ying shouted softly: "...jingchen." He carefully, slowly approached and observed the other party.

Wen Xien raised his hand and asked him to stop.

Yue Ying sat back and looked at the other person at a loss.

Wen Xien slowly put down his hand, but he was still complicated and serious about him.

Yue Ying was still looking at Wen Xien, like a child who did something wrong.

But it's not really a child.

His appearance, his height, his behavior.

The actions just now are enough to make people sober.

After a while, Yue Ying leaned forward a little further and shouted uneasy and carefully: "Jingchen..." but Wen Xien raised his hand to stop him again.

Yue Ying sat back again.

The two of them looked at me and I looked at you for a while. Wen Xien lowered his eyelashes, and the thick black shadow left a faint shadow under his pale skin.

At this moment, Yue Ying felt the indifference and alienation that Jingchen had never felt before. It seemed that he was a solo show by himself from beginning to end. This idea made Yue Ying's face slightly distorted.

"If Mr. Yue wants to rest, sleep here. I will go out for a walk first. If you don't sleep, please go back first."

"...I'll have nightmares when sleeping alone." He was pitiful. But this time he was pretending.

Wen Xien was still calm, calm and indifferent:

“It’s normal to have nightmares.”

Yue Ying lowered her head and lowered her eyelids, but her eyes turned under the cover. Then she said, "...I dare not sleep alone."

"You can ask someone else to accompany you."

"...I don't like them, Jingchen, I just want you to accompany you."

Seeing that Wen Xien was about to say something, Yue Ying couldn't help but ask earnestly: "Can't I stay here for one night today?"

Wen Xien looked up at him and shook his head.

"Just one night."

Still shaking his head.

After pestering him a few more words, Wen Xien was still determined. Seeing that Wen Xien had to drive him away, Yue Ying lost her patience and frowned and stared at Wen Xien: "Do you have to let me go?"

Wen Xien nodded.

Yue Ying laughed:

"Why, just because I kissed you?"

Now, Yue Ying was too lazy to pretend and made the words clear, which made Wen Xien's eyebrows and eyes colder, and a layer of frost formed in his eyes.

Wen Xien just shook his head again, his pale lips pursed tightly, as if he didn't want to talk to him more.

Yue Ying stared at Wen Xien with a mocking smile, waiting for the other party to say a flower.

After a while, Wen Xien said clearly:

"It was because I didn't pay attention to the right measure, which caused Mr. Yue to misunderstand. I would reflect on it and resolve the misunderstanding."

Yue Ying was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Wen Xien to say that.

──There are all problems on my own.

At this time, this "self-sacrifice" of "taken the blame" made Yue Ying laugh out loud. He felt that his emotions were completely discarded and worse than wishful thinking.

"Misunderstand."

Yue Ying nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, a misunderstanding."

Yue Ying repeated it again as if she had encountered a ridiculous joke. Then she curled her smile, grabbed Wen Xien's wrist and stood up and pressed it over, and kissed Wen Xien again.

Wen Xien struggled to turn his head and push him away, but Yue Ying pressed the other party on the couch, stuck Wen Xien's jaw and kissed him hard without hesitation.

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(End of this chapter)
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