The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

One is miss, one is apology.

The grievances he had suffered in the past two years all broke out at this moment.

Feeling the woman's hands tightly around his waist, Jiang Minghuan's tears flowed more instantly.

She still has a stubborn temper, and she refuses to let out a sound even when she cries.

In the stillness of the night, occasionally one or two slight whimpers sounded in the air, following the wind, they drifted into Ye Wenyu's heart lightly.

The delicate body in her arms is the girl she wants to pamper on the tip of her heart.

Hearing the low sobs, her heart throbbed, but she unconsciously exerted more force on her hands, hugging him even tighter.

The two people hiding in the shadows became closer.

Jiang Minghuan's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but struggled lightly, trying to break free from the woman's arms, but after trying several times, she still couldn't break free.

She raised her head, with two tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, which were already red and swollen, not to mention those red lips, which had already been bitten out by herself.

Ye Wenyu stood on the spot, with a slight movement of her forearm, she went around the slender waist of the person in her arms, and held a small hand that was cold to the bone.

In the palm of the hand, there is a piece of smooth and delicate, with a touch of coolness.

This touch penetrates the skin, goes up all the way, and finally stops in the heart, stirring up a hidden desire that seems to be there.

She looked down at the little fair face covered with water marks, and couldn't help but slid her thumb across the girl's palm.

Intimate and ambiguous.

Jiang Minghuan sniffed, and before the tears stopped, she opened her mouth in a hoarse voice,

"You let me go!"

The tone was fierce, but it sounded soft, like a spoiled child.

Ye Wenyu pursed her lips tightly, her expression changed slightly, and she actually let go of her hand and let the person go.

When the night wind blew, the hair of both of them fluttered and breathed, and they were slowly entangled together, and it was no longer possible to tell whose it was.

Jiang Minghuan didn't expect Ye Wenyu to let go of her hand. She stood there in shock for a moment and stared in disbelief.

Because she cried just now, the tip of her nose was still red, and she looked aggrieved and pitiful. She opened her lips, trying to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Disappointed so many times, it seems that even the heart will become numb.

She blinked, turned away, her eye sockets were wet again, and before the tears fell, the hand that was released just now was gently held again, and then, her slender body suddenly fell forward, falling into a warm embrace.

Her cheek was pressed against the woman's shoulder, and what was in her breath was the faint fragrance of the woman's body.

It was so close that she just felt like she was in a dream.

When you look up, you can see the woman's soft white ear tips, and when you lower your head, the tip of your nose almost touches the woman's white neck like jade.

Jiang Minghuan's eyes were sour, and in a trance, she had the urge to cry again. Her lips parted slightly, and she took a deep breath.

The hot air and cold wind, mixed with the fragrance of the woman's body, were sent into the chest together, and even the upper body was tightly attached to the two round and plump breasts.

Ambiguity suddenly arises.

Jiang Minghuan didn't dare to look at it any more, nor did she dare to think about it again.

This time, she didn't struggle anymore.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit that in front of Ye Wenyu, she is so unprincipled and has no bottom line.

Greedy for Ye Wenyu's embrace, yearning for Ye Wenyu's tenderness.

She didn't want to push Ye Wenyu away at all, nor did she want to be pushed away by Ye Wenyu.

The air was silent, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just hugged each other quietly.

Jiang Minghuan lowered her head and moved her lips lightly. Before she could close them, something cold and soft was gently pressed against her.

So gentle and careful, even in the movements, there is tenderness.

His fingertips brushed against the girl's soft lips, and soon left again, just like a spring breeze blowing on the face, coming lightly and leaving quickly.

Ye Wenyu looked at the pale blood red, her brows were tightly knit together.

The red lips moved slightly, and she finally made a sound,

"...watch out for the wound."

Jiang Minghuan was taken aback, and reached out to touch her lips. Presumably, she didn't even know that she accidentally bit her lips.

She turned away, with a shy face, the tip of her tongue lightly licked the wound on the corner of her lips, a faint smell of blood entered her mouth instantly, as if to remind her how much she cried just now.

Ye Wenyu looked at the small, cute tip of her tongue, which softly poked her head out from her lips, before she could taste the coldness of the air, she immediately retracted, in the movements, purity and temptation intertwined, like An invisible hook hooked out her hidden love, together with those desires that would be released only in the middle of the night when no one was around, bit by bit, bit by bit.

His gaze stayed on the girl's lips, and he couldn't bear to look away for a long time.

It wasn't until the dryness in her throat became more and more intense that she unnaturally looked away.

It's just a fire in the heart, once it's lit, it's not easy to extinguish it.

Jiang Minghuan didn't know what the woman was thinking in her heart, but she also sensed the intense gaze from her side. The gaze was like a ball of sparks wrapped in threads, coming from all directions, entangled her tightly, and wished to devour her alive. .

Her body felt warm, and her palms were also sweaty.

Compared to two years ago, Ye Wenyu's embrace is warmer and scorching.

Seeing that the temperature on the face was getting higher and higher, and the tips of her ears were turning red, she finally stretched out her hand and pulled it out of the woman's arms.

Ye Wenyu allowed her to move and did not stop her. After they separated, she only held her hand lightly and brought her back to the house.

It is still the house near the middle school.

Two years later, the furnishings inside have not changed at all. Even the schoolbag that Jiang Minghuan used back then is still quietly hanging on the wall, just like before.

Ye Wenyu closed the door, turned on the heater, and heated hot water, all in one go.

Jiang Minghuan stood at the door, feeling a little sad for no reason.

Two years ago, she was the host here; two years later, she has completely become a guest.

She put on her shoes, concealed her disappointment, and was walking into the living room, when she saw a gray coffee-colored soft object galloping from the balcony, her movements were fast and urgent, and her steps were full of joy.

Before she could react, the little kitten she had just met a few days ago had already come to her feet, with two little paws grabbing her trousers, refusing to let go, still saying "meow meow meow" barking non-stop.

The hearts of those who listened were almost melted.

Jiang Minghuan looked at the little thing, with the corners of his mouth slightly bent, leaned over to fish it out, and hugged it into his arms.

Ye Wenyu came out of the kitchen just in time to see this warm scene, and her mood also became happy.

As she approached quietly, Jiang Minghuan just lowered her head and played with the kitten, not realizing that there was someone else beside her at all. When she raised her head, the only thing in her eyes was a woman's light and bright smile.

The two looked at each other, and the air burned.

Jiang Minghuan's face turned red for no reason, and before she could look away, there was a silver key in front of her.

It was the key to this house that she didn't take away back then.

"It's going to be a holiday, take the key with you, it will be more convenient to go home."

Come back home?

The woman's deep and pleasant voice resounded in my ears, like a wisp of smoke emitted when the red sandalwood incense burnt out, with infinite charm.

Jiang Minghuan looked down at the key, but didn't go to get it.

Her gaze shifted, and her attention slowly shifted from the key to the woman's hand hanging in midair.

Ye Wenyu's hands are very white, without any blemishes, almost perfect. The five fingers are thin and long, the fingertips are beautifully round, and the fingernails are a thin layer, reflecting the transparent light under the light. The light makes people can't help but want to reach out and touch it, and touch it again.

Jiang Minghuan stared at the white hand, slightly absent-minded.

She thought of everything that happened tonight, her hand, and Ye Wenyu's hand, held each other several times.

The touch of this hand is very soft and cool, and it is completely Ye Wenyu's unique feeling to the touch.

Warm, yet indifferent.

There was a long silence in the air.

The key lay in the palm of the hand for a long time, and no one picked it up.

Ye Wenyu felt a little helpless, thinking that Jiang Minghuan still didn't want to go home.

She pursed her lips, suddenly remembered something, tightened her fingers, and put the key back.

Jiang Minghuan didn't react until she saw her movements, and only then remembered to take the key.

However, Ye Wenyu had already turned around and returned to the bedroom without saying a word.

The cat in his arms purred softly, the sound was not loud, but it was very obvious in this quiet space.

Jiang Minghuan raised her head and looked in the direction of the bedroom, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't make any sound.

She thought that she would never chase after Ye Wenyu like she did two years ago.

I have to say that Song Yue's method of coaxing people is very useful.

It was just the first move that coaxed people back home.

When Ye Wenyu came out of the bedroom, Jiang Minghuan was already sitting on the sofa. She lowered her head to tease the cat, looking demure and well-behaved.

The light in the living room was very bright, and the expression on her face could be seen clearly even from a distance.

The kitten lay quietly on her lap, motionless, she bent slightly, wearing only a close-fitting sweater, her waist was slender, and she looked extremely thin.

Ye Wenyu approached slowly, her body blocked the light, and a shadow instantly fell on the sofa.

Jiang Minghuan's hand on the cat's back trembled, and it took a long time before she raised her head slightly.

The woman she thought was angry was looking at her with a smile in her eyes, and the tenderness between her eyebrows almost overflowed.

The woman walked forward, slowly stretched out her hand, and handed over a black gift box. Just by looking at its appearance, one could tell that it was worth a lot.

Jiang Minghuan froze and didn't dare to pick it up, her eyes were a little surprised.

After a moment of stupefaction, the box was opened, and inside was an exquisite and high-end ladies' watch.

Against the backdrop of the white light, the small diamonds on the strap shone dazzlingly, making it hard to move your eyes away.

Jiang Minghuan frowned, his eyes were flashed by white light, and he leaned back.

This is where watches are sold, this one is obviously diamonds.

She raised her head and looked at the woman's face, her heart softened suddenly,

"Is this...for me?"

Ye Wenyu nodded without denying,

"Like it?"

As Song Yue said, the gift is important in the heart, but it must also reflect the value, and let the other party know your sincerity.

Jiang Minghuan didn't speak, just stared at the watch, and finally reached out to take it, and then, in front of Ye Wenyu, put it on her wrist with her own hands.

Beautiful, just as imagined.

Jiang Minghuan raised her hand, only to feel that what she was wearing on her wrist was a pile of RMB.

Ye Wenyu gave it to her, so she naturally likes it.

She moved her lips, her face flushed red, and after a long time, she nodded slightly,

"Thank you."

Time spent together is always short.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day, the day when Jiang Minghuan left.

Ye Wenyu pushed the meeting, and drove the person to the train station early in the morning.

Guo Xun went back to Jiangcheng last night, and the only ones going back with Jiang Minghuan now were the other two seniors.

When it was time to check the ticket, Jiang Minghuan felt a little reluctant.

She turned her head to look at the long line of people, and then at the woman beside her, feeling a little sour for no reason.

The team gradually shortened, and there were only 10 minutes left before the start.

Ye Wenyu stood on the spot, looking at the silent little niece, a bold and passionate idea grew more and more crazily in her heart.

After two years, she has realized the fact that in front of love, being rational and calm is nothing but a joke.

She can't control her heart, and she can't control her love.

She finally admitted that she likes Jiang Minghuan, she loves Jiang Minghuan——

He was even willing to give up everything he cherished in the first half of his life for her.

She pursed her lips, and just a second before Jiang Minghuan turned to leave, she stretched out a hand and led him to the corner.

The train was about to leave, and there was not much time left for them to talk.

Jiang Minghuan was a little confused, and before she could make a sound, the woman in front of her opened her red lips and smiled.

What she said made her very puzzled——

"Jiang Minghuan, wait for me, okay?"

Such a gentle voice, such an affectionate voice.

Jiang Minghuan was stunned for a moment, and before she could respond, the woman's fingertips came to her cheek, as if a breeze had blown by, touching it lightly without leaving any trace.

She raised her head, her watery eyes were bright, and there was a moving light in it. After a long time, she squeezed out a little sound from her throat,

"What are you waiting for?"

Ye Wenyu smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her expression became a little more serious, and her tone was also extremely serious, as if she was making a promise.

It's a pity that she only finished half of her words, and there was a mechanical female voice urging to check the ticket in the air.

"wait for me--"

After all, Jiang Minghuan still didn't hear the second half of the sentence.

Ye Wenyu looked at her leaving back, her lips moved, even though no one heard her, she still said the remaining three words——

"Come to love you—"

The author has something to say: When two people are hugging outside

I really want to write something that Jinjiang does not allow me to write.

Why does it feel like my little aunt endured so hard

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