The Dutch Monstera in the rest area has wide leaves. When Meng Tang was rubbed into Wei Chuan's arms, his elbow touched it.
The leaves swayed leisurely, drawing the two people stacked together into the dim light and shadow.
The boundless silence swallowed up the hotel late at night, and the mint chill silently wrapped around her. Meng Tang instantly relaxed his breathing.
She looked at the bulging Adam's apple so close at hand, her heart felt like it was on a roller coaster, swooping down from a high place, and instantly lost its order.
His warm palm pressed against the back of his neck, releasing a moist heat.
Meng Tang struggled in a panic, and his words were trembling: "Wei Chuan, let go of me..."
Meng Tang was obviously still asleep, but his strength was ridiculous.
Mengtang felt like he was a basketball caught by him. If he didn't shoot, he couldn't get rid of it.
Wei Chuan felt someone pressing against him on his neck. He touched it and felt that Maltese was not of this weight, so he opened his eyes impatiently.
How did Ms. Chu feed the dog? How long has it been since you last seen so big?
As soon as he finished complaining subconsciously, he met a pair of moist amber eyes!
The weak electric current penetrated the nerve endings and spread from the fingertips to the whole body. Wei Chuan shuddered, suspecting that there was something wrong with his eyes.
Why did Meng Tang lie down on him? Are you still looking at him with such pitiful eyes?
His peripheral vision drifted away, and he saw the long corridor of the hotel through the gaps in the monstera.
Thinking forward, he remembered that he was sitting in the rest area waiting for Meng Tang. When he was sleepy, he dropped his cell phone and woke him up. He simply turned off the cell phone and squinted for a while.
In a daze, something soft brushed his cheek. He thought it was the Maltese at home, and then he took it into his arms.
So...it was his hand?
"Let go." Meng Tang saw that he was awake, his face turned red and his throat began to tighten, "How long do you want to hold him?"
Wei Chuan suddenly let go of his arms, and Meng Tang supported his shoulders and was about to stand up.
"Wait a minute, please listen to my explanation." For fear of being misunderstood, Wei Chuan subconsciously held her back and refused to let her go.
"What are you doing?" Meng Tang's pupils trembled.
"Hug... I'm sorry." Wei Chuan let go of her, "I want to explain to you, I fell asleep and thought it was our dog - Bah, bah, bah, I didn't mean you were a dog, I thought it was Maltese at home, and I accidentally hugged you. I didn't mean to be a hooligan."
"I know." Meng Tang lowered his head. Hiding the panic in his eyes, "I saw you were asleep and wanted to wake you up, but since you're awake, I'm going back to the room first."
Wei Chuan was stunned for a moment, his arms completely empty, and he quickly stood up and chased after him: "Meng Tang."
Meng Tang quickly pressed the elevator button, several times in a panic.
The elevator door opened, just a few steps away. Wei Chuan seized the opportunity and squeezed in. The two remained silent until the 17th floor.
Meng Tang tried hard to ignore the shadow following behind him, and a thin layer of moisture soaked out of the room card in his palm.
Before swiping the card, Wei Chuan stepped forward to stop her: "You...are you angry?"
"No." Meng Tang suddenly raised his head, touched the bottomless eyes and then lowered his head, "It was an accident."
She was afraid that Wei Chuan would bother to explain, so she He quickly added: "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
Wei Chuan had no choice but to take a step back, his eyes still fixed on her. Before she closed the door, he quickly asked: "Are you free tomorrow?"
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Meng Tang stood behind the door, raising his hand to rest on his heart.
It’s so strange, I’ve never been so flustered and afraid to look at someone.
Meng Tang closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with the way Wei Chuan looked at her when he was half awake and half asleep.
She flicked on the bathroom light and used cold water to douse the redness on her face.
Wei Chuan stood at the door and did not leave. He turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to Meng Tang: [I will not stay on the 38th floor tonight. Please close the door. There are several insurances and several insurances. You must call me if anything happens. 】
His third sister stayed in a hotel while filming and experienced harassment by strange tenants. In the end, she called the police to solve the problem.
For girls, this kind of thing is very scary, and he doesn't want Meng Tang to encounter it.
After waiting for a long time, Meng Tang did not reply. Wei Chuan turned around dejectedly, but when he met Li Hanjin at the corner, he immediately stood up on guard.
"What are you doing here?" Wei Chuan looked at him unhappily, "Meng Tang has already fallen asleep."
Li Hanjin sneered coldly: "You have stopped me time and time again from seeing Meng Tang, are you afraid of me?"
"What kind of gold do you put on your face?" Wei Chuan said disdainfully, "Being kicked out Senior brothers in the sect should be like their dead predecessors. No one told you this?"
Li Hanjin mocked: "You are so defensive about me, I thought you knew the reason why I left the sect."
When he said this, there was a strange look in his eyes, and Wei Chuan clenched his fists inexplicably.
He endured it and sneered:
"I really don't want to know what evil you did to make the old man so angry. After all, I think the old man is quite kind."
Li Hanjin was slightly startled: "Have you met my master?" Jin was shameless, "Of course I have seen the old man before. During the National Day, I stayed in Yanqing for two days. I saw Begonia flowers, saw the art of wood identification, and visited Shuiyue Temple. Also, the food cooked by Sister Fang is really delicious."
Wei Chuan achieved his goal of irritating people, and with a "bang" sound, he passed Li Hanjin and returned to the room.
After taking a shower, I couldn't fall asleep. I was leaning against the bed in a daze, with Meng Tang in my mind.
With her eyes blurred, she struggled hard and squeezed out a soft and angry voice from her throat: "What are you doing? Let me go."
That voice was like a seductive hook, scratching at his heart, and his heart was pounding as if it was about to burst through his chest. He held down her thin waist and held her tightly in his arms.
"Let go."
Wei Chuan heard himself say in a daze: "I don't want to let go."
"You——"
Meng Tang was shocked for a moment, and his slightly opened lips were as pink as a cherry blossom.
Wei Chuan raised his hand uncontrollably and rubbed his thumb against the corner of her lips.
Meng Tang was shocked by his bottomless dark eyes, and instinctively pursed his lower lip.
The lips lost blood for a moment due to squeezing, and turned white and unsightly. Wei Chuan couldn't bear it, and he moved forward and pressed his lips against hers.
Breathing intertwined, he boldly pried open her teeth and took away a piece of softness.
His heart was about to explode, and his body was getting hotter and hotter. Wei Chuan squeezed Meng Tang forward, but heard a "thud".
He opened his eyes, and there was no Meng Tang in front of him, only the dazzling white light on the ceiling.
Wei Chuan paused for a moment and realized that he had a dream, a shameless dream.
In the dream, he actually kissed Meng Tang?
“Fuck.” Wei Chuan buried himself in the quilt, “What did I dream about?”
He felt that he was sorry for Meng Tang, and also for Xu Heqing and Xie Lingyin.
How could he covet his brother's admirer in his dream? Not only that, she was also the roommate of the person he confessed to.
Wei Chuan felt that he was guilty, and muttered to himself as if he was being brainwashed: "I like Xie Lingyin, I like Xie Lingyin, I like Xie Lingyin... What I like is definitely Xie Lingyin..."
"Knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.
Wei Chuan was stunned and subconsciously looked towards the door.
"Wei Chuan, are you up yet?"
Meng Tang?
Wei Chuan was shocked. He liked Xie Lingyin, he liked Xie Lingyin, he liked Xie Lingyin... did he really like Xie Lingyin?