I Took Home a Mummy

She raised her head and looked over and found that a girl was sitting diagonally across from her, and the smell came from the girl.

Perhaps Ning Mitang looked up and disturbed the girl, and she also looked up.

The sights of both sides touched and fell on each other's face, both were slightly taken aback.

Ning Mitang was surprised that the girl's face was covered with red acne, and her cheeks were densely packed, red and swollen, and looked a little hard to see. It's not that I have never seen a person with a lot of acne, but it was the first time she saw it in such a serious condition.

However, the girl's gaze fell on Ning Mitang's face with a stunning look. It was the first time that she saw such a good-looking person, especially the smooth and delicate skin, whiter than milk, and glowing with moisturizing light, enough to make every girl envy.

Maybe it was a little silly to see. After looking back, the girl, Huang Min, realized that Ning Mitang was also looking at herself. Her face covered with red acne was ashamed, and she bowed her head in a daze.

Ning Mitang's nose was wrinkled, and she was serious about smelling the special, pungent smell. She remembered where she smelled it.

After thinking for a while, she remembered.

When the body was found in Unmanned Lake that day, she also smelled this pungent smell on the body.

Her thoughts rolled, her beautiful eyebrows frowned. She didn't smell the other person in danger or death. Why did she have the same special smell on Liang Yanting's body?

it's wired......

Ning Mitang's thoughts returned to her senses until the shaking chat window popped up on the computer screen.

Editor: For nothing, have you read what happened on Weibo?

Ning Mitang hasn't been on Weibo in the past two days, so she really doesn't know what happened.

Three points white: Haven't watched yet, what's wrong?

Editor: The film and television company has already contacted me and intends to buy the film and television rights to the "Qing Qing Cheng" you are serializing now. As for the fact that Qianshui Xiaoxiao's "Hit Definite Encounter" uploaded on Weibo will stop you and sell the film and television rights, the other party is completely trying to use you to make a hype. For nothing, you'd better be mentally prepared.

Three points white: Okay, thank you Fengfeng for reminding me. Let me see what's going on first.

Edit: I'll go ahead and discuss copyright matters, and I will talk to you when there are results.

Ning Mitang logged on to Weibo, she glanced at the upper right corner, and countless messages popped up.

The Weibo that was reposted the most was sent by a big V, and the content was: "Three-point white has become a **** for too long, and its popularity is gradually falling. The rising star of the literary world, Xiaoshui Xiaoxiao, will take over the three-point white position and become a new generation of beauty gods. "Fit and Definite Encounter" is expected to sell a million film rights before "Qing Qing Cheng"."

The number of comments on that Weibo has reached nearly 100,000.

"The little demon is doing things and wants to step on our house to take the upper hand."

"I haven't seen anyone like this, who actually pretends to replace us, are you afraid of being beaten?"

"Just let the three-pointed white **** take the upper position, and I actually stepped on a foot. This operation is disgusting. It seems that my forty-meter sword is about to be opened."

"It looks a bit like a demon, and the style of writing is imitating one-third of the white. Do you want to surpass the master?"

"Who said that the popularity of three points is gradually falling? Go to the Green Hydrology City to see, the click rate of each chapter is over one million!"

......

Ning Mitang really didn't expect such a thing to happen. She knew that Su Xiaotong was making herself famous recently. She had no idea, and she didn't particularly care about it because of her leadership. However, at this moment, seeing the comments from readers who defended her and supported her, Ning Mitang felt that if she didn't do anything, not only did she make others think that she was a bully, but also she was sorry for the readers' affection for her.

I don’t know how long it took, after reading the reader’s comments, and trying to reply to the private messages as much as possible, Ning Mitang reposted the Weibo of the big V, and it was edited: I’m waiting at the top.

Less than a minute after Weibo was posted, readers exploded.

Little Fairy: Ah, ah, big, so domineering, so arrogant.

Innocent Gu: Is this still a big one in our Buddhism? Swollen, such a three-pointer is in vain, I really like it.

Qingqing and Qingcheng: Fuck her, that's how it should be. The Great Buddha is too long, and some people think it can be replaced.

Qingcheng is so handsome: I agree to go upstairs, thinking that there is a bit of color, and the hype will become popular. We are three-pointed but great gods, waiting for the demon-like little transparent at the top to pull her down.

Miss Meididi: Do you need me to pass the ladder to the altar?

......

There are more and more commenters, and the number of reposts is tens of thousands at once. Normally Buddhist diving readers can't help but surface and support their own big ones.

Su Xiaotong, who is also on Weibo, of course also saw the Weibo forwarded by Sanfenbai. She has been secretly following Sanfenbai before. Although she is a great god, she has a low-key style, no hype, no marketing, and so on. Nothing has been made public so far. It was because the other party was so forbearing and the character of the Buddhism that she would use her to hype it, after all, it was not the first time.

She didn't expect that the other party would fight back this time, "waiting at the top", these words deeply pierced Su Xiaotong's eyes. Is it ridiculing her low status, not qualified to compare with her, not comparable to her meaning?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaotong's hand holding the mobile phone gradually tightened, unprovoked, a kind of disgust for the three-pointer in his heart. The beautiful eyes staring at the screen flashed a trace of disdain, but she had become famous earlier than her. Do you really think of yourself as a god?

Among the great gods of the same period, she was the most mysterious and never showed her face. Many readers guessed that she was ugly, so she hid her head and her brain and didn't want to be embarrassed.

She tapped her finger on the phone, and soon, she sent the edited private message to a big V for the other party to send it.

The surroundings of the library were quiet, Ning Mitang was still replying to readers' messages, and suddenly, a girl's voice sounded.

"Excuse me, can you lend me the pen?"

Ning Mitang looked over, and the girl with acne on the opposite side looked at her with a little shame, "Yes." She passed a black pen on her right hand, "Lend it to you."

Huang Min didn't expect that the other party was not only good-looking, but even the voice seemed to have been kissed by God, clear and sweet, and she was really a girl favored by God.

"Thank you." She said slowly after receiving the black pen.

Ning Mitang didn't say much, and continued to look down at the computer. This girl made her feel uncomfortable.

As the setting sun goes down, golden sunlight is scattered in front of the library gate, and the surrounding area is coated with a layer of soft light, which is incredibly beautiful.

Looking at Ning Mitang's back, Huang Min looked a little fascinated, she had never envied a person so much.

"What are you doing here?" Li Qinglian pushed Huang Min in a daze.

"Why do you say that some people are so spoiled by God, and they are born with a fairy face, and they also have a nice voice?" Huang Min said to himself a little.

"That's not good for parents' genes." Li Qinglian looked at Huang Min's face, even if she didn't have the bumpy red acne, her facial features were very ordinary.

Huang Min nodded, his tone indifferent, "Yes."

"Stop talking about it."

Li Qinglian pulled her, "Let's go to the dining hall, I'm hungry." Since Liang Yanting in the dormitory had an accident, out of fear, Liao Qiqi ignored her and she had to stick to Huang Min. Except for being too taciturn and dull, she is still easy to get along with.

"Let's go."

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, Ning Mitang didn't expect to meet Song Jingchen and Su Xiaotong. Thinking of the things on Weibo, she felt a little bit distracted.

"Mitang, there are three days off next week. The collaboration will want to hold a tourist activity. The destination is Meishan." Song Jingchen's eyes were gentle. "The scenery there is very good, which is helpful for inspiration. Everyone has signed up, and you too Come join, okay?"

Ning Mitang hesitated.

Su Xiaotong, who was standing on the side, smiled, "Yes, we are all participating, and you can bring your company at that time." Now people in the Chinese department are telling about her boyfriend. That day, she asked for leave and didn't see it. This opportunity made Song Jingchen give up on her.

Ning Mitang has always been not interested in group activities, but everyone has participated, and she is not easy to shirk, thinking of this, she smiled: "Okay, count my quota."

Song Jingchen had a warm smile on her mouth, "Okay, I will announce the list in the collaboration group later, and also inform related matters."

Ning Mitang nodded.

Before leaving, Su Xiaotong reminded Ning Mitang again that he could bring friends to participate. Ning Mitang just smiled and didn't say much.

In the apartment, as soon as Mo Huai, who was sitting on the sofa watching the TV boredly, heard the door opening, he quickly stood up and walked over, "Tangtang is back."

"Yeah." Ning Mitang took the vegetables into the kitchen.

Mo Huai stuck tightly behind her.

Standing next to the kitchen counter, he stared straight at Ning Mitang's profile, under the bright incandescent lamp. Snow-white skin is delicate and smooth. His eyes moved slowly to her ears, the black hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing the small, delicate and beautiful ears.

Mo Huai's throat slid up and down, and his thin lips were a bit dry. He tasted the taste there last night. It was really delicious. The little ear beads were teased by the tip of his tongue, as if to It melted in his cold mouth.

"Tangtang."

"Huh?" Ning Mitang scooped up some soup, tasted the taste, and felt that it was suitable, so she put out the fire.

"Tangtang." Mo Huai looked at her with dark and heavy eyes, "Can I go to school every day to pick you up?"

"Why?" Ning Mitang stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"I want to see you a little longer, and I want to hear your voice longer." Mo Huai's clean, handsome face looked sincere. I don't know if his throat has recovered. His voice is no longer the hoarse and harsh ears of the previous resurrection, but clear magnetic ears, deep and powerful, "Can you?"

Ning Mitang's dark eyes blinked, and she asked, "Mo Huai, are you bored in the apartment?" She thought that Mo Huai could only stay in the apartment every day and wait to see her. It must be extremely boring.

Mo Huai half-hanged his head and looked at the ground, his thin lips tightened, his aggrieved expression self-evident.

Seeing his pitiful expression, Ning Mitang felt a little painful.

"Ok."

After getting the answer, Mo Huai's dark eyes were shining brightly, "Tangtang, you are so kind." It was said on TV: Pretending to be pitiful to a girl, and loving her to death, um, it is really effective.

After dinner, Ning Mitang took Mo Huai to the mall.

Today is not a weekend, there are not many people visiting the mall, only a few people. Therefore, the beauty of Ning Mitang and Mo Huai is becoming more and more conspicuous.

There are many shoe shops on the first floor, clothes on the second floor, and home appliances, mobile phones, and computers on the third floor. Ning Mitang took Mo Huai into a mobile phone shop.

"Welcome, what kind of mobile phones do you want to buy?" A male salesperson came over.

"I want to pick him a mobile phone. It doesn't need too much function. The main function is to make calls." Ning Mitang replied.

"You two, please." The male salesperson led them to the cell phone counter. "You can take a look at this."

"Tangtang, you want to buy me a mobile phone?" Mo Huai approached Ning Mitang and asked in a low voice.

He didn't know what the phone was, but he had seen Ning Mitang use it.

"Ok."

"What does this do?" he asked.

Ning Mitang explained to him: "With it, you can find me."

Mo Huai nodded, with a little disdain in his dark eyes, and a little proud, "No need to buy, no need to use this, I can find you." Fearing that Ning Mitang did not realize his power, he added One sentence, "You can be found no matter how far away."

Ning Mitang became accustomed to Mo Huai's blunt words, but when she saw the male salesperson standing opposite her with embarrassment and consternation, her face instantly flushed.

She lowered her voice and went to Mo Huai's ear to explain: "Mobile phones are different." She held back her shyness, blushing, and said: "Call, you can hear my voice anytime and anywhere."

The girl next to her ears sighed like a blue, her voice was low and thin, with a touch of tenderness, Mo Huai felt his ears itchy and numb. It feels strange, but it's very comfortable.

Dark eyes seemed to fall into the stars, Mo Huairuyu's handsome face was full of joy, "Tangtang, I want a mobile phone." He wanted to hear her voice anytime.

The male salesperson twitched his mouth and tried to ignore the couple's show of affection. "Sir, this phone is very suitable for long conversations." Just now, he vaguely heard the conversation between the two and hurried to sell.

Long talk time? Does it mean that you can listen to Tangtang's voice for a long time? That's great.

"Tangtang, do we want this?"

Ning Mitang took the black phone and checked the functions inside. They were all complete. The brand is famous for its durable batteries and long talk time. "Just buy this one."

After returning to the apartment, Ning Mitang saved his mobile phone number into Mo Huai's new mobile phone.

"You can click here in the future to call me." She demonstrated again and gave him the phone. "Listen to it."

Mo Huai put the phone on his ear, Ning Mitang's voice really came from the phone, "This little thing is very practical." He praised the phone again, obviously like it very much.

Ning Mitang taught him how to use the basic functions of the mobile phone. Mo Huai never forgets the basic functions. He picked up the phone, took advantage of Ning Mitang's carelessness, opened the software called the camera inside, and took a few photos in a row at Ning Mitang.

"What are you doing with me? Delete."

Mo Huai hurriedly clutched his phone, as if he was a big baby. He always shook his head to Ning Mitang, who was obedient to Ning Mitang's words. He disagreed with him, "No, when you are away, I want to see the photos and think about you."

Ning Mitang was coaxed by his casual sweet words, her face was hot, and her heart softened, "It's up to you."

After flipping on the phone for a while, Mo Huai secretly set her photo as a screensaver according to what Ning Mitang taught before. Just press the phone and you can see her, which is great.

I bought a mobile phone for Mo Huai to facilitate contact, and sometimes I can call her to prevent him from being too bored in the apartment. However, what Ning Mitang didn't expect was that she regretted it not long after the decision was implemented.

When she was in the library before, her mobile phone was muted and the vibration was not turned on. Until she returned to the dormitory and took her mobile phone out of her bag, she was shocked by the missed calls above. There were nearly a hundred missed calls, all from one person, Mo Huai.

In less than an hour, did Mo Huai start calling her after she walked out of the apartment?

Without waiting for her to think, the screen of the phone in her hand flickered.

After pressing the answer, there immediately said: "Tangtang?" The voice was urgent, anxious, and panic.

Ning Mitang walked to the small balcony outside with Jiang Youyou's ears erected, eyes full of gossip, "What's wrong?"

"Why did you listen to my call for so long?" Mo Huai's voice was a little annoyed and worried. "If you don't answer my call this time, I will go to you." The call was never answered, he was afraid of her. What's up.

"Sorry, I mute the phone, I don't know if you called me." Ning Mitang felt sour in her heart, soft, half-dangling eyes, which blocked the emotion of the cloud and sea waves inside.

In the dark night, the half-dead moon was blocked by clouds, and only a few faint rays of moonlight penetrated.

At this time, her voice was very soft and soft, "Not next time."

The coldness in Mo Huai's eyes, who was standing downstairs, faded, and Junling's tight chin softened, "It's okay, I don't blame you." He started walking upstairs, "Tangtang."

"Huh?" Ning Mitang responded with a smile.

"Tangtang." Mo Huai called into the phone again.

In the quiet night, the voice from the other end of the phone came clearly, and Ning Mitang could hear the joyful and lingering meaning. The fingertips holding the phone tightened, and the apex of her heart tightened. She responded: "Yes."

"Tangtang, I want to see you." Mo Huai was very straightforward.

Ning Mitang's voice is a bit soft, without the usual clear spirit, soft, soft, "Well, I see."

Mo Huai on the other end of the phone yelled again, each more sticky, as if the two words were carved into his mind, and he blurted out.

The phone in her ear was hot and hot, Ning Mitang was standing outside the small balcony, listening to Mo Huai calling her loudly, and then walking back to the dormitory until the phone turned off automatically.

Jiang Youyou looked at the people who walked in and joked: "Did you finish talking with your boyfriend?"

Patting her hot cheeks, Ning Mitang responded in a low voice, "Yes."

"Oh, really." Jiang Youyou exclaimed.

Fang Ya, who was already lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, heard this and snorted slightly, her eyes full of disdain.

In her opinion, Ning Mitang, whose parents have both died, no matter what skin care products or clothes she wears, everything is not a low-priced product. With this kind of life experience, if she hadn't been taken care of by the owner, how could she afford a big brand product?

......

On Friday, the sky is clear, the sun is shining, and the blue sky is clear, which makes people feel unspeakably comfortable.

On the left hand side of the school gate, people from the Collaboration Club came to the meeting point one after another.

"Senior, have some breakfast first. I'll help you register the number of people." Su Xiaotong handed the breakfast to Song Jingchen and took the notebook in his hand.

"Thank you then." Song Jingchen's golden frame shined in the sun, and his tone was as gentle as ever.

"It should be."

Su Xiaotong smiled shyly. Today, she deliberately wore a new skirt. The pale yellow chiffon fabric set off her delicate skin, which has the beauty of spring flowers blooming.

"By the way, classmate Mitang hasn't come yet. I don't know if she will bring her boyfriend?" Su Xiaotong watched Song Jingchen's actions for breakfast, with an unclear look in her eyes.

Fang Ya told her before that Ning Mitang not only has a boyfriend, but may also be supported by a gold master, such a disgusting woman, she really wants Song Jingchen to see her face clearly.

Song Jingchen didn't speak, his handsome face was a bit ugly.

Su Xiaotong followed his gaze and looked over. On the other side of the road, a pair of handsome men and women were walking here. That is......

"Good morning Brother Song, I'm here." Ning Mitang walked over with Mo Huai and said hello.

Song Jingchen threw the breakfast on his hand into the trash can, "Morning."

He moved his gaze to the tall figure beside the girl, his eyes half-squinted behind the golden glasses, he looked at the other person with a sizing look: "This is..."

At this moment, Su Xiaotong on the side was the first to speak, with a smile on her delicate face: "Student Mitang, is this your boyfriend?" She has never seen such a handsome man.

The tall and slender body easily controls a simple casual wear. The overly cold black eyes do not have a trace of warmth, the eyebrows are cold and brave, the thin lips are slightly pale, but they can't block the excellent lip shape. The delicate features are more elegant than the crescent moon.

Ning Mitang looked at Mo Huai, and under his gaze, she responded: "Yeah."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Huai's eyes lit up, as if the night sky was full of stars, shining brightly. He murmured, "Boyfriend." After watching a lot of TV, he certainly knew what a boyfriend was.

Although Su Xiaotong is not happy to see Ning Mitang's boyfriend look so good, it is a good thing to put an end to Song Jingchen's thoughts.

She turned her head and looked at Song Jingchen, and after holding back the various thoughts in her heart, she said: "The crowd is almost here, you can get in the car and wait."

"it is good."

Ning Mitang didn't notice Song Jingchen's darkened face, and she took Mo Huai onto the tourist bus. It came later than the others, and the front seat was full.

"You can sit there, there are still two adjacent seats left." Deputy Chief Changjiang Xiancai said warmly.

"okay, thank you."

Finally, Ning Mitang and Mo Huai sat in the bottom row.

As soon as he sat down, the expression of joy on Mo Huai's face could no longer be restrained. He leaned over to Ning Mitang who was sitting by the window, "Tangtang, am I your boyfriend?" He asked directly.

Ning Mitang looked out the window, her face flushed.

"I heard you just now, you said I was your boyfriend." Mo Huai's dark eyes stared at Ning Mitang deeply, and there was a beautiful shattered light flashing inside, and he held the girl with the little hand that was resting on her thigh. , The rhetoric: "Don't deny it."

He approached Ning Mitang kindly, rubbing his cold fingertips on the backs of her delicate and smooth hands, "Tangtang, I know, boyfriend means love." Mo Huai's thin lips were raised and raised. Rising up, bending into a charming arc, satisfying and proud, "I am the person you like."

Because he was happy, he gently shook Ning Mitang's hand, and continued to mutter words in her ear: "After a word is said, it is difficult to follow a horse. I am your boyfriend, Tangtang, you can't go back."

The tip of Ning Mitang's ears had already been spread by thin red, and under the sunlight that had penetrated the glass, the tiny fluff was also embarrassing. She didn't expect Mo Huai to be so excited and joyful, and suddenly she felt more distressed. She nodded: "No regrets."

She never thought that she would like someone, such a unique person. From the moment her heartbeat began to accelerate for him, she had already raised her hand to surrender, willing to give her whole heart.

After getting an answer, Mo Huai's pale lips were instantly stained with spring colors, and the curvature of the corners of his lips overturned and was full of brilliance.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was very lively, and everyone was in a high mood, discussing writing. Especially for Su Xiaotong, everyone eagerly asked her questions. After all, she was the most famous among those present.

"The service station is here. If you want to go to the bathroom and get off, people who are hungry rush to buy food." Jiang Xiancai stood up and reminded everyone.

At the corner of the rear tail seat, Ning Mitang pushed away Mo Huai who was clinging to her, "Let's get out of the car too, for some ventilation."

"Listen to you." Mo Huai was in a good mood.

"Then let go of your hand first." He shook it all the way. Fortunately, his hand was cold. After holding it for so long, the palms of the two did not sweat.

Mo Huai let it go obediently, and kept it for later.

There are many vehicles at the service station, especially buses, which almost fill up the parking space.

Immediately after getting off the car, Ning Mitang was about to breathe in fresh air. He didn't expect to smell a dangerous smell and a strong smell of dying people.

this is......

A group of people who walked down on the face should also be tourists, and those smells were exuding from them. The strong smell seemed to indicate that they would all die in the next second.

Ning Mitang trembled and died?

"Tangtang, what's the matter with you?" Mo Huai interrupted her guessing when she saw her face solemn and solemn.

Ning Mitang took a few deep breaths and felt very heavy. After passing by these people around her, there would be accidents later, so many lives, are they gone?

"I'm fine." Trying to control his emotions, Ning Mitang proposed to sit in the dining area over there.

The dining area of ​​the service station is very large and has enough locations. Everyone has been in the car for too long, so all come down here to rest or buy some food.

Ning Mitang picked a clean place and sat down with Mo Huai.

After resting for nearly 20 minutes, it was estimated that it was time for the assembly. When he saw the passengers getting up and leaving, Ning Mitang suddenly exclaimed, "My necklace is gone."

The passengers looked over.

Ning Mitang repeated again loudly: "My necklace is gone."

Song Jingchen and Su Xiaotong were both resting next to them. When they heard Ning Mitang's cry, they all came over, "Mitang, what happened?"

"The necklace is gone. I suspect someone here has stolen it." Ning Mitang said loudly, "You can't go. If you can't find the necklace, I will call the police."

As soon as her words fell, the crowd became commotion, and everyone was talking.

Su Xiaotong said: "Student Mitang, will this delay everyone's time?"

"Then I have lost my things, so do that?" Ning Mitang glanced at her.

"I didn't mean that." Su Xiaotong's pretty face showed a look of embarrassment, her black eyes were a little bit watery, a little aggrieved.

"Whoever of you took my necklace and handed it over quickly, I won't pursue it." Ning Mitang stopped looking at her and continued to speak loudly.

"Little sister, we don't even know what your necklace looks like, why did we take it?" an uncle spoke.

"Yes, we didn't get your necklace. Don't delay our journey." The aunt next to her also said.

"That is, we are leaving, can you control it?" Other people also asked.

At this moment, Mo Huai stood up, and his cold black eyes scanned the crowd. Without a trace of color, the cold eyes fell on the passengers, making them feel unreasonably cold. He slowly said, "Tangtang said you If you can't go, then you can't go."

There was a moment of silence around him, and no one dared to refute the tall figure in front of him.

Then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, Mo Huai's complexion was soft, and he approached Ning Mitang with a shy face, and said nervously: "What is Tangtang's necklace like? I'll find it for you." The voice was soft and messy.

Facing the nervous look in Mo Huai's eyes, Ning Mitang looked away, full of guilt, "A silver chain, and the pendant is a ring with words engraved on it."

"Okay, I'll help Tangtang find it, don't worry, I will definitely find it for you." Mo Huai comforted her.

The crowd was stopped by Mo Huai's momentum just now. Mo Yi didn't dare to leave, dared not to speak, and could only watch the other party searching one by one.

I don't know how long it took before the smell of dying from the group of passengers has completely disappeared.

Ning Mitang was overjoyed, but she didn't expect that she would really stop her, and the smell of dying would disappear, which meant that the danger of this group of people had passed and that death would not happen.

At this moment, Mo Huai found Ning Mitang's necklace at the foot of a chair, "Tangtang, I found it."

"Thank you." Ning Mitang closed the necklace, her clear black eyes were dyed with gentle colors, "Mo Huai, you are so kind."

Back in the car, the other people in the collaboration were already sitting in their original positions. They saw Ning Mitang and Mo Huai getting in the car with different expressions. Especially for Ning Mitang, everyone felt very speechless after seeing her brutal style just now.

The drive to Meishan is a bit far, and it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived.

"Everyone, take your luggage, don't miss it."

After everyone got out of the car with their luggage, Song Jingchen took them into a villa where not only could they stay in, but also the hot springs.

The surroundings of the villa are very quiet, and there are pleasant bird calls in the distance, giving a feeling of remoteness.

"This is your room card. They are all double rooms. Take them." Song Jingchen issued the room card to everyone. Many of the people who participated in the event brought couples. When he came to Ning Mitang, his hand that issued the card had a meal.

"Thank you." Mo Huai took the room card directly from Song Jingchen's hand, and didn't notice that the other's face changed color. "Tangtang, let's go find a room." Being able to sleep in the same room as Tangtang again, um, so happy.

"Song brother, let's go to find the room first." Ning Mitang greeted Song Jingchen and walked inside with Mo Huai.

Song Jingchen looked at the two like-matched figures away from each other, his eyes darkened behind the glasses.

The villa is very large, divided into four parts: spring, summer, autumn and winter.

After passing a small road planted with green bamboos, Ning Mitang found the winter area on the room card, and the room was behind the two hot springs.

Entering the room, there is a lot of space inside, with two beds placed in the middle, and the rest are furniture such as sofas.

Ning Mitang left her luggage on the table in front of the TV. She lay down on a bed and was very tired after sitting in the car for so long.

"Tangtang, are you tired?" Mo Huai leaned over.

"Yeah." Ning Mitang lay down and didn't want to move.

Mo Huai squatted on the edge of her bed, looking straight at her, "Tangtang, I want to lie down too."

"No way."

Ning Mitang gave him an angry look, and refused without hesitation.

Mo Huai pursed his thin lips, a little annoyed: "I have become your boyfriend. I want to lie down with you."

Seeing the eager look on his face, Ning Mitang remembered his performance at the service station, and was silent for a while before speaking, "Come on."

Mo Huai was overjoyed. As soon as he got a response, his tall body immediately lay down. He turned to his side and looked at the girl. He felt the warmth of her body when he was so close.

Tasting the sweetness, Mo Huai put his head close to Ning Mitang, his thin eyes drooping, and he asked in a low voice, "Tangtang, would you like to kiss me?" His black and bright eyes were fiery, not at all. Looked at her covertly.