Whether it is appearance or temperament, Meng Yingning is not the very aggressive type. She speaks slowly when she speaks, and her voice is soft and has no temper.

At first glance, it seems that she is easily linked to descriptions such as "easy to bully", "wildered and have no temper", and "it seems to be able to knead at will".

Han Qiao was convinced that in the tea room, Meng Yingning was the type who had no temper.

She was almost cursing her by name. The man looked gentle and made coffee. After a long time of pain, he asked, "Do you have any opinions on me?"

But in fact, it seems to be a little different from what she imagined.

The girl's fingertips were cold. When she hooked her, she accidentally touched the skin on her neck, like a tiny cube of ice.

Leng Yi ran up the point he touched. Han Qiao was a little guilty because she did throw Meng Yingning away, but now she has become a passive side again, and her momentum has dropped.

She stubbornly said, "It's just that you run too fast..."

"I'm walking too fast," Meng Yingning nodded, "Do you think it's possible that I recorded a video or something at that time? After all, I was walking behind you at that time, and I seemed to call you. But after you said that, I really can't remember whether I left you behind. Do you want to see it?"

Han Qiao stopped talking.

From a distance, the two of them chatted together, like a pair of close and good sisters, making people unable to see any signs of bloody storm.

Meng Yingning thought that she was mentally retarded and could record a nonsense video when the flashlight was on.

Besides, she didn't have the courage to record videos at that time, and she was almost scared to death.

Meng Yingning was too lazy to talk nonsense, her ankles still hurt. She had just soaked her clothes in cold sweat. She hadn't noticed them before. Now the night wind blew, and the slightly tiddy clothes on her back were close to her skin. She felt so uncomfortable that she just wanted to soak in a warm hot spring and go to bed.

She pulled her hand back and walked slowly and carefully to Yu He'an. She narrowed her eyebrows and talked honestly: "Editor-in-chief, my feet hurt a little, so I'll go back first."

"Yeah, go." Yu He'an said.

Meng Yingning felt that as long as it was not involved in work, this person seemed to be gentle and thorough.

"That person you don't know has been waiting for you for a long time." Yu He'an continued with a smile.

“…”

Forget it, pretend she didn't say it.

Meng Yingning looked up and looked at Chen Wang. The man stood next to the stone pillar lamp behind him, swept to her and looked up. He raised his eyes and the cigarette burned to the end of his hand was extinguished. The man did not move, but only looked at her.

It seemed like waiting for her to pass.

He has been waiting for her.

This perception made Meng Yingning a little happy.

Her cheeks bulged, she held back her smile and walked to him.

Chen Wang: "Okay?"

Meng Yingning nodded: "Okay."

Chen Wang lowered his eyes, glanced at her ankles, raised his eyes and asked, "Can you leave?"

At this moment, Yu and An and several colleagues were all by their side. Meng Yingning was embarrassed to let Chen Wang carry her on her back. She raised her legs and pinched her ankle with her fingers.

Chen Wang took the opportunity to hold her arm so that she could stand more steadily.

Meng Yingning looked at her head tilted and poked her ankle bone: "It seems nothing is wrong, it's not swollen, and it doesn't hurt too much."

"Let's see." Chen Wang grabbed the hand of her arm, squatted down, pinched her ankle with his fingers and lifted it up.

The little girl's ankles are white and slender, and she has basically no flesh when she holds them.

Chen Wangshou squatted in front of her with his eyes lowered, his movements were light, his expression was focused, and his fingers had a dry temperature.

It was like a spark running from where he was pinching it into his body bit by bit.

Meng Yingning moved her feet uneasyly, struggled backwards, and opened her eyes: "Okay..."

Chen Wang raised his eyes, and the man was still squatting. He looked at her from bottom to top, and stood up with his hands down: "It's nothing, be careful these days, let's go."

Meng Yingning turned around and walked into the hotel. She walked slowly, and Chen Wang was not anxious, and followed her slowly for the first time.

The Japanese-style courtyard at night is quiet. Two people walk side by side on the winding path made of bluestone slabs. The bamboo tubes fall and the sound of clear water. The small stone lanterns made along the road are dimly lit, and the moisture fragrance of plants is in the air.

The man held his hands in his pocket and his steps were a little lazy.

Meng Yingning glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, and said seriously: "Chen Wang."

Chen Wang replied lazyly: "Hmm?"

"If you are discharged from the army, can you keep using your phone?"

"Um."

"Then I will teach you how to use WeChat," Meng Yingning blinked at him, "Do you know? It's the one I saw last time, the one named WeChat."

Meng Yingning was in a good mood tonight. Before he could answer, she couldn't help asking: "Do you know what it is for?"

Chen Wang: "..."

Meng Yingning said patiently: "That is for chatting."

“…”

Chen Wang was convinced.

He paused, turned his head and lowered his eyes: "You did it on purpose."

Meng Yingning admitted very generously: "Yes."

“…”

Chen Wang raised his hand and knocked her head, saying lazily: "No, why do I want that thing? No one is looking for me."

Meng Yingning didn't even think about it, "I will look for you."

Chen Wang paused.

Meng Yingning reacted after saying that, and pinched the fingertips of her index finger in annoyance, and added in a low voice: "Or won't you be too pitiful? There is not a single friend on WeChat."

Chen Wang laughed silently.

Even though I know she doesn't mean that, I still think more occasionally.

As long as it was what she said, an inadvertent sentence could be a fascinating touch to him.

Humans are particularly satisfying creatures.

The advantage of having a crush on a secret crush who has been in chaos all year round is that as long as the two of them get along well for even one day, it will make people feel extremely happy.

No quarrel!

She and Chen Wang didn't quarrel all night. Not only did they not quarrel, but after they sent her to the door of the room, the two even said good night to each other.

She could no longer remember when she had parted with Chen Wang so peacefully. Almost every time after the reunion, the two of them parted in disagreement.

Milestone progress!

It was late at night, and Bai Jian was sleeping soundly on the side. Meng Yingning was lying on the tatami with a quilt in her arms. She was uncontrollably thinking about a few hours ago.

Under the dim moonlight, the man leaned against the door, curled his lips and said good night to her in a low voice.

Meng Yingning always felt that he could vaguely hear a little tenderness in his voice.

Meng Yingning buried her head in the pillow and rolled around with the quilt in her arms, then turned over and kicked her legs like a bicycle, covering her face and riding a bicycle.

Her heart seemed to be a field full of flowers, and large areas of sunflowers were shaking. She pulled the pillow off her face, and looked at the dim wooden ceiling with lips raised little by little, her eyes were bright.

Meng Yingning raised his hand, touched his cell phone from the side, typed it for a long time, and then posted a message on Moments, which was only visible to him.

After posting, she admired it herself and looked at the small gray lock below, feeling a sense of secret satisfaction.

After appreciating, she put down her cell phone and prepared to go to bed.

Just put it down, I picked it up again.

Meng Yingning couldn't help but want to share it with anyone, whoever he wanted.

She held up her cell phone and looked at the time. At twelve o'clock in the morning, basically all the friends she should have known were not asleep, except Lin Jingnian.

In addition to the daily routine of going to bed at 10 o'clock, I lit incense, put on eye mask, apply hand cream, lip balm, silently closed my eyes and ready to fall asleep. Lin Jingnian.

Meng Yingning almost hesitated, pointed his finger at the screen of the phone and stroked it down, found Lin Jingnian's dialog box, and clicked on it.

Meng Yingning: [Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Meng Yingning: [I carried me on my back! I also hugged me. I patted my back very gently and said don’t be afraid]

Meng Yingning: [I also said good night, my temper is so good that it makes people creepy from beginning to end]

Meng Yingning: [Has he taken the wrong medicine? He drank too much Naobaijin?]

Meng Yingning: [Okay, I like it. If you eat the wrong one, eat more. I will go to Taobao to get two boxes of platinum to send him]

Meng Yingning: [Eat!!! Eat it to death!!!]

Meng Yingning's hand speed was very fast, and he made a long list of tricks. After the call was swept, he was satisfied. He took advantage of the time limit for withdrawal, and quickly pressed the withdrawal one by one from the first one.

Just when he withdrew to the third item, he pointed his finger at "He has drunk too much Naobaijin", Lin Jingnian: [.]

“…”
To be continued...