Before the sound of the rain stopped, Meng Yingning sat stiffly behind the car, his face flushed inexplicably.

Meng Yingning actually went to various families a lot when she was a child. Often, your parents were not at home today, so she went to my house to do homework. Meng Yingning was often entrusted to Chen Wang and Lu Zhizhou. She even knew that Erpang had several small comics with colors in the penultimate drawer under Chen Wang's bed in the second to last drawer under the bed in Chen Wang's room.

At that time, Meng Yingning and Lu Zhihuan, a few young men secretly looked it out and saw it. Meng Yingning covered her eyes and her face turned red, and she hid behind her and watched the boys turn through her fingers.

As a result, Chen Wang caught him and half of the guy beat him up and drove him home. The remaining little girl lay on the floor with her butt sticking out, holding his pillow tightly with both hands covering her head tightly, so ashamed that she refused to come out.

In fact, there is no standard for recalling the comic now, but at that time I felt that I had touched a huge taboo.

How can boys and girls still be able to kiss like this?

How can you reach into your clothes when you kiss?

Meng Yingning's old face turned red, not understanding why he thought of this embarrassing thing that Chen De, who had been around for many years, was almost growing hair.

She glanced at Chen Wang, who was calm and upright, and inexplicably felt a strange feeling of guilt and shame.

Meng Yingning's eyes wandered: "Have you moved?"

Chen Wang: "…Hmm."

Meng Yingning also realized how redundant and unnutritional her words were. She closed her eyes, pulled off the seat belt, and was about to open the door and get out of the car.

Chen Wang suddenly turned around, leaned over from the front, stretched his arm towards her, stopped in front of her, and suddenly stopped moving.

The light in the car was dim and closed. The man looked back at her, his fingertips stopped in front of her and could point on her face in the next second.

Meng Yingning could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat rising little by little.

"Chen Wang." Meng Yingning called him.

"Hmm?" Chen Wang's black eyes were dark.

Meng Yingning stared at his fingertips hanging in front of him and said calmly: "If you put your hands for a while, I will be in the eye."

Chen Wang: "..."

Chen Wang lowered his wrist and pulled a coat from the position beside her, threw it onto her head, and covered her head: "Dressed."

Meng Yingning's eyes turned dark, and the smell of laundry soap lingers on the tip of his nose, which was a little astringent.

Meng Yingning raised his hand and pulled off the coat with great effort. It was a very large piece. Meng Yingning pulled it for a long time before seeing the light again. She held the collar and shook it open, and then looked at the rain outside the window.

Chen Wang had already gotten out of the car and ignored the heavy rain.

Meng Yingning remembered Lu Zhihuan's words, fearing that Chen Wang was really discharged from the army because of injury and should not suffer any further damage.

If you hurt your shoulders, then you will not be able to suffer from periarthritis if you catch a cold.

What if I hurt my legs? I have another cold leg. When it rains, it will be painful and it will be creaking. The bones all over my body will creak.

At such a young age, my body was ruined.

Meng Yingning sighed worriedly, quickly opened the car door and jumped out of the car. While shaking the coat in his hand, he walked over quickly, pulled the coat open, covered it on both sides, and stuck it on Chen Wang's body.

Chen Wang turned his head: "What are you doing?"

"Cover the rain," Meng Yingning stood beside him, and for the first time she felt the height difference between the two of them so intuitively. She struggled to cushion her feet and pulled her clothes upwards, and then she barely put it on his shoulders, blocking most of them, "Fortunately your clothes are big enough."

“…”

Chen Wang originally wanted to say whether you were stupid or not. It was just like this raindrop, and it was not as big as the tears you had when you were a child.

The girl was wearing high heels and trotted forward with great difficulty, holding her coat and tying up on his shoulders.

Once she relaxed and fell down, she didn't let go and just pulled her, and her fingers inevitably touched his shoulders when she walked.

Very soft, with a warm temperature.

Chen Wang didn't say anything and slowed down slightly.

The Chen Wang family community looks a bit old, and the old-fashioned stairs are very old, with three households on one floor, one household on one stairs, and two households next to each other across a section of the corridor.

Chen Wang's house is in the innermost house, with a dark gray iron anti-theft door, and a bunch of colorful advertisements for unlocking and surrogacy opening and opening water.

Meng Yingning watched Chen Wang take out the key and open the door.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the air was filled with a strong smell of smoke, mixed with the smell of damp dust that had not lived in a long time.

Chen Wang turned on the light.

The result of the two people sharing a coat is that this coat is basically nothing. Fortunately, Meng Yingning was covered directly on her head, only her lower body and shoes were wet, and Chen Wang’s half of her shoulders were penetrated.

Meng Yingning was not very confused at this moment. She stood at the door and frowned and raised her head, urging him: "Go and take a shower."

“…”

Chen Wang paused, turned around and lowered his eyes.

Meng Yingning didn't notice that she stood at the door and swept around. The living room was barely clean, the kitchen was very small, the dining table at the door was filled with messy things and wine, and there were several plastic bags containing takeaway boxes piled up at the table.

Meng Yingning never thought that this person would live like this one day.

She kicked off her shoes and stood at the door barefoot. Chen Wang took a look and kicked her slippers over.

Men's style, so big that Meng Yingning can stuff her feet into a shoe.

"This doesn't seem to fit that well," Meng Yingning said. "Do you don't have women's slippers?"

Chen Wang threw the key on the table: "No."

Meng Yingning was in a good mood and smiled secretly with his head down.

Chen Wang suddenly turned his head.

Meng Yingning instantly puffed up her cheeks and let out a breath with a "puff-" and her face was innocent: "What's wrong?"

Chen Wang glanced up and down at her and turned around and entered the room.

After a while, he came out and threw it at her with a big bath towel in his hand, which made him look down on his face.

Meng Yingning pulled the bath towel down from his head, imitating his tone a few hours ago: "When did you develop the problem of throwing things on people's heads?"

"Just just now," Chen Wang snorted and laughed, rubbed her head through the towel, "Wait for me for ten minutes."

Meng Yingning paused with his hands pulling down the bath towel.

The warm and heavy pressure on his head was just a moment, and the white bath towel showed a little light. Meng Yingning saw his dark figure passing by through the bath towel and then entered the room.

Meng Yingning stood at the door with a bath towel on her head and did not move.

Chen Wang's current life is like a fragile man dumped by his beloved girlfriend who has been in love for many years and is about to get married.

Meng Yingning made up for the idea that Chen Wang was sitting alone in the dark living room, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand. He looked at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window in a melancholy and decadent manner. His side profile looked cold and lonely.

Drink a sip of wine and smoke a cigarette.

Drink a sip of wine and smoke a cigarette.

Let's have another pot of spicy crayfish.

Very moisturized.

Meng Yingning couldn't help laughing while thinking about it, and raised her head while smiling, and vaguely saw a black figure approaching slowly.

She thought Chen Wang was back, so she quickly stopped laughing and pulled the bath towel off her head.

When I raised my eyes, the person who came came just approached, with a strange and confused face.

The man had a lollipop in his mouth, leaned over and leaned over to her, staring straight at her, staring at her intently.

Meng Yingning was so scared that she fell back, her back hit the wall with a slam, and she began to scream: "Ahhhhhh--"

Lollipop was startled by her, and her whole body fluttered, and began: "Ahhhhhh--"

The two of them faced each other for three seconds.

Meng Yingning shut up and looked at him with horror.

The bathroom door was opened with a thud, and Chen Wang walked out quickly wrapped in a bath towel.

"Hold the fuck, I'm scared to death," Jiang Ge raised his hands high and made a surrender statement. "Miss, don't be afraid, I'm a good person, my friend of Brother Wang."

Meng Yingning stood by the wall holding a bath towel tightly, her face turned pale, her eyes were red, and her face was still in shock.

Chen Wang understood, breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the wall: "Jiang Ge, are you a fucking idiot?"

"Who is stupid?" Jiang Ge held his hand and turned his head, "Me? I'll stay at home and wait for you to come back. It's okay if you bring a girl, why are you still cursing?"

Jiang Ge said sadly: "Dear, we have agreed to be two happy single dogs forever. Who is the one who is sure you have a partner? Who allows it?"

Chen Wang said coldly: "Get out."

Jiang Ge snapped his fingers: "Dear, I just like your ruthless look."

Chen Wang didn't even look at him, and turned around and went into the bathroom.

He should have taken a shower and washed halfway, and the water droplets were slashing along his side face to his chin, dripping downwards, rolling across his chest.

Meng Yingning was so scared that she was froze until she realized it ten seconds after the bathroom door was closed.

Meng Yingning's face instantly turned red to his ears.

Ten minutes later, Meng Yingning sat at the dining table that had been tidying up, slowly wiping her hair with a bath towel in her arms, while watching Chen Wangren in the kitchen, and she took out a bunch of ingredients for making tarts like a magic trick.
To be continued...