Ning Meng turned her head, and she looked around and said something else, "It's still a little hot this day."

"Menglean..."

Hearing this, Ning Meng was stunned for a moment, then looked back at him, "You can't call me that."

"But I heard that the uncle who used to call you that." Chen Yang's voice was innocent. Indeed, even though his interactions with her seemed to be increasing, she never told him what her name was.

Ning Meng glanced at him and said, "My name is Ning Meng. I am older than you. I don't mind if you call me sister. In short, you can't call me that anymore."

"I see."

Ning Meng withdrew her gaze. She didn't know whether the kitten who had the surgery could survive the difficulties. When she thought of the malnourished kitten, she looked almost as thin as the boy sitting next to her.

"elder sister……"

A warm breath sprayed on her ears, Ning Meng subconsciously trembled slightly. She looked back and saw the face of the boy who was so close to her.

He lowered his head slightly and approached her face at some point. His black eyes were calm and empty. He looked at her directly, focusing to a strange point. He called out again in a very plain, slow tone, "Sister..."

The corners of his lips finally raised slightly, as if he was chewing two words carefully as if he was enjoying it. So, these two words came out of his mouth, and it seemed to have a little more indescribable smell.

Ning Meng suddenly felt that she had fallen into a trap. She stretched out her hand and pushed the approaching boy a little further, "You... don't call me that."

The lights in the corridor suddenly dimmed, perhaps because the voltage was unstable for a moment, but in this strange atmosphere, her body subconsciously shrank.

A slightly cold hand held her hand. The boy's pale hands were clearly and slender, but the temperature difference made her think that she had touched something that should not be touched.

"Don't be afraid." His pale face was clearly extinguished in the light, and his eyes were as dark as if they were more cunning. He tilted his head, staring at her without blinking, and said softly: "I will be by my sister's side. I can try to become that way if my sister likes."

Ning Meng's heart thumped. The cold touch on his hands was causing trembling on her skin, and the tremor was still spreading to her whole body.

Chen Yang approached again. As the distance approached, the shower gel and shampoo that had not yet dissipated on her body were intertwined with the even more turbid aura on his body. The corners of his lips trembled slightly, and the faint light in his eyes fluctuated and fainted, all indicating that he was in a state of extreme excitement at the moment.

Ning Meng felt an indescribable feeling.

However, just as others felt the uneasiness he brought to people, the sense of danger in his body disappeared in an instant, as if the previous feeling was just an illusion of her.

He let go of her hand, but still stared at her, and the broken hair cast a shadow in front of his eyes. His expression seemed to be drowned in a shadow, as if careless, as if meaningless. He whispered: "When I become clean, will you consider hugging me? Sister..."

Ning Meng quickly turned her head and took a deep breath. She didn't want to admit that the word "sister" was spoken by him. A bunch of orthopedic literary works of the Eighteen Forbidden City appeared in her mind.

Chen Yang's fingers on the chair were still trembling slightly, and the lingering of her nose was still the smell of her body. His self-control was still insufficient because he had not perfectly concealed the excitement coming from his body. Fortunately, she did not have so much energy to pay attention to him carefully at this time.

"elder sister……"

She couldn't bear it and raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Don't call me in such a tone."

His voice came in a muffled voice, "Tone?"

It was that tone full of suggestive meaning!

Ning Meng is like a thorn in her throat.
Chapter completed!