This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

After a while, just when Shen Yue couldn't stand the suffocating silence, the man in front of him spoke again.

"Are you still angry with me?"

"..."

Compared with half a year ago, Cheng Qiangong was a little thinner, tall and tall, with a refined and calm demeanor, but there seemed to be a different aura.

It seemed to be covered with a thin layer of gloom.

Like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow, it has a lonely and desolate taste.

Shen Yue lowered her long eyelashes, trembling a little, pursed her lips tightly, but still did not respond.

Cheng Qiangong seemed a little overwhelmed, he looked down at Shen Yue's seemingly indifferent face, his heart tightened suddenly for some reason.

He didn't know if Shen Yue had already moved on and lost any interest in him, as the rumors said.

After a pause, Cheng Qiangong let go of his hand, and the oil-paper umbrella slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He grabbed the girl's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Suddenly being pulled into a warm and hard embrace, the fragrance of plum blossoms became more and more intense. This is a familiar yet unfamiliar embrace.

Shen Yue, who had never been actively touched by the other party, was taken aback for a moment, she felt an indescribable panic, which made her subconsciously want to break free, but the other party's arms tightened, and those possessive meanings tightly imprisoned her, Shen Yue The whole person froze.

"Yueyue." The intimate and ambiguous title sounded in her ears, the man's voice was deep and pleasant, and the warm breath sprayed on the sensitive ears, Shen Yue's mind went blank, and she forgot to struggle.

"Don't you want me?" Cheng Qiangong asked softly, and seemed to be hiding his cautiousness, his dry and soft lips were almost pressed against Shen Yue's ears, and his hands wrapped around her waist, making her unable to move.

Shen Yue opened her mouth, unable to speak, her brows and eyelashes drooping, her dark eyes filled with the warm color of water, her whole body softened.

The man's embrace is really warm, as if it can dispel the cold winter wind, resist the wind and snow outside, and prop up a small warm world for her.

Shen Yue's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Why did she almost give up, and Cheng Qiangong made such a misleading behavior again.

She really couldn't refuse such Cheng Qiangong.

I have decided to let go, I am ready to let go...

but……

This hug is really warm.

Shen Yue is a paranoid person, she has a small heart, she can only pretend to be one person, and can only like one person.

Desperate liking is like a raging fire, and both of them are exhausted physically and mentally in the end.

Cheng Qiangong is her medicine, the only thing that can make her feel the meaning of life.

When she decided to let go, she also dug out her heart and threw it away.

And she also clearly understood that Cheng Qiangong didn't do this because he liked it, maybe, he just wanted to get something from her...

Shen Yue is very smart, Cheng Qiangong's clumsy acting skills can't fool her at all.

Unless, Shen Yue is willing to be cheated.

Tears blurred her vision, Shen Yue really felt that she was not up to date, it was just a hug, why did she have a sore nose and wanted to cry?
The crystal tears fell almost uncontrollably. She tried her best to control her emotions, and her eyelashes were wet in a mess.

Cheng Qiangong also sensed that something was wrong, and reached out his hand to pinch the girl's delicate chin, tears streaming down his face.

She is crying.

Warm tears fell on his palm, which was faintly hot, and his voice was trembling: "Why are you crying?"

The slightly rough fingertips wiped away the tears on her face, that pale face was fragile and soft.

"Cheng Qiangong..." Her shoulders were trembling, her eyelashes like butterfly wings were stained with tears, rolling down, her voice choked with sobs: "Don't lie to me."

What he said was unreasonable, but Cheng Qiangong's nerves were tense into a line, his Adam's apple rolled dryly, his expression was gentle, but it seemed to be mixed with something else, his eyes were full of false and real light , making it hard to see.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was terribly hoarse.

"……it is good."

He agreed.

Shen Yue believed it.

-

Cheng Qiangong led Shen Yue into the house, there was very little charcoal fire inside, not enough to warm the whole room.

Shen Yue wore a light purple cloak trimmed with a white fox edge, and the fluffy white fox fur was clustered around her neck, making her gorgeous face more delicate and small, as if her face was dyed with a touch of rouge , As gorgeous as peaches and plums, people can't do without.

The two haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and now they are in the same room, but they don't feel embarrassed.

Cheng Qiangong has been holding her hand all this time, and the snow stains on her black hair have been wiped clean. As she breathed, Shen Yue felt her face being lifted up gently, and her intimate lips fell onto hers carefully. On the eyes, gently sip kisses.

The dry thin lips moved across the face, not letting go of any part of the skin, from the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, to the end of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, and then gently fell to the mouth.

Shen Yue's pale and thin fingers subconsciously grasped the man's skirt, trembling as if scalded, but did not push it away, but grasped it tightly.

Her lips were cold, but the other party was dry and warm, pressing against her tightly, as if to melt her in half.

This kiss was gentle and lingering, Cheng Qiangong was like treating a fragile and fragile porcelain.

I don't know how long it took, and finally separated a little bit.

Forehead against forehead, breathing intertwined.

Shen Yue's lips were swollen, bright red as if they were about to bleed.

she asked softly.

"Cheng Qiangong, do you like me?"

Cheng Qiangong was taken aback for a moment.

The girl looked at him with such eyes, pure and straightforward, as if she was hiding soft love.

At that moment, Cheng Qiangong didn't think about anything, and almost subconsciously said, "I like it."

He answered quickly, as if he couldn't wait to respond to the passionate love, even he didn't realize it.

Shen Yue smiled, the dimples were shallow, and the tear moles under the corners of her eyes were shining brightly, she seemed very happy, because of the man's words of liking, a wave of warmth seemed to pour into her body, dispelling the cold.

She raised her hand to touch the man's face, and said softly, "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this sentence?"

Cheng Qiangong was taken aback for a moment, his eyes dodged a little, for some reason, he didn't dare to look into Shen Yue's eyes.

His chest was swollen, sweet and sour, an emotion he had never experienced before, and the tips of his fair ears were quietly stained red.

But soon, the tenderness in the pupils melted away, gradually becoming as cold as frost and snow.

How many people had she said these words to?
Shen Yue was already dazzled by joy, she didn't notice the change in the man's expression, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and kissed him again soon.