National First Love and His Little Jasmine

Meng Chuan took Song Shiqing to the place Liu Nan had arranged for them, he was not in a hurry to get close to Song Shiqing, and first announced his preparations to his subordinates...

Meng Chu'an took Song Shiqing to the place Liu Nan had arranged for them. He was not in a hurry to get close to Song Shiqing, and first issued a preparatory task to his subordinates.

Of course, you have to handle the work well so that you can be sweet and undisturbed.

"come over."

He waved to Song Shiqing who was drinking water, leaned lazily on the sofa, and unbuttoned the two buttons in front of his neck, feeling that his breathing was much easier.

Song Shiqing stepped forward slowly, but was pulled off by Meng Chuan, caught off guard, and hit Meng Chuan's collarbone with his forehead.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Song Shiqing subconsciously covered his forehead, and rubbed the spot where Meng Chuan was hit.

When the warm palm touched the cool body temperature, it was undoubtedly a cluster of open flames lit on the rippling lake surface, with a flower lantern dangling on it, and then thousands of them were ignited.

Meng Chu'an grabbed his 'rebellious' hand, and took a quick breath.

Song Shiqing didn't realize that there was something wrong, he just looked at him ignorantly, thinking that he had done something wrong, and tears soon appeared in his eyes.

Because of his emotional ups and downs, his pheromones leaked out at some point, and spread slowly in the small lounge. The elegant fragrance of jasmine surrounded his lavender, and they seemed to be supported by blooming flowers. Trapped in this sea of ​​flowers.

"Song Shiqing...how come you have lost your memory, and you are still so seductive?"

Meng Chuan's face turned red, and the pheromone was anxiously trying to break through the siege, but the skin that touched Song Shiqing felt a dense electric attack, and his whole body softened defenselessly, and fell into Song Shiqing's arms.

The two faced each other, neither of them dared to look at the other.

"I didn't." Song Shiqing held his shoulders and explained anxiously, "I didn't seduce you."

In his pure mind, only a wicked vixen can seduce people.

"Aren't you saying no?" Meng Chuan raised the hand that was entwined with purple lightning, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Aren't you seducing me?"

With such a gesture on his pretty face like an angel, Song Shiqing felt that he was clearly the vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people.

But how can one think of a future partner in this way?

Song Shiqing hurriedly waved away his random thoughts, but couldn't bear to be stared at like this, so he pursed his lips aggrievedly, "I really didn't."

The handsome young man was a little anxious. He didn't know how to explain it, and the tears rolling in his eyes couldn't be held back.

Song Shiqing, who hadn't had that incident in his memory, didn't know his physique, only felt ashamed, wiped his tears anxiously, tried to lower his head, and didn't dare to look at Meng Chuan.

He doesn't want his future partner to feel like a weak and delicate crybaby at all.

Meng Chu'an hadn't seen Song Shiqing shed tears for a long time in the small world, and now he made someone cry, his heart was helpless, and he was even softer.

He grabbed Song Shiqing's hand and coaxed softly: "Okay, don't cry, just kiss me and I will believe you, okay?"

"Dear, give me a kiss?"

Song Shiqing blinked blankly, tears fell from his long eyelashes, and fell on Meng Chuan's hands.

"Well, yes, don't you want me to believe you? Kiss me." He held Song Shiqing's face in his hands, carefully wiped away the two lines of tears, his eyes moved to his ruddy slightly parted lips, and his tone unconsciously carried Some coaxing.

Song Shiqing squeezed the knuckles of his fingers, hesitating a little.

He has never been kissed before, so he is very unfamiliar with it, but he has also seen couples who can't help themselves on the street, parents and children who comfort crying children, and face-to-face gifts when they meet and reunite.

I just don't know which kind Meng Chuan is referring to.

Facing Meng Chuan's expectant eyes, Song Shiqing hesitantly leaned forward, and the last soft kiss fell on Meng Chuan's delicate cheek.

They haven't really become a couple yet, Song Shiqing doesn't want to take advantage of him, and he's only four years old!14 years to the legal age of marriage in the league!

Meng Chuan, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, said, "...That's all?"

Although the innocent face kiss is very ambiguous and exciting, but how can it satisfy him just like this?

"Song Shiqing, you are coaxing the child." Meng Chuan pinched his face, just about to have a deep blow.into entanglement.With a passionate kiss, a message suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

Liu Nan: I forgot to tell you that Song Shiqing is only four years old now, and he only has the memory of that time. The room prepared for you has his daily necessities. I hope you take good care of him.

Meng Chuan: "..."

Four, four, four years old?

He suddenly stopped his move to kiss Song Shiqing's lips, but Song Shiqing was looking at him blankly and innocently, his eyes were clear and full of adult desire.No hope.

"Grass..." He almost uttered the dirty words, and abruptly changed, "Morning, I didn't drink water this morning, I'm too thirsty, go drink some water."

He let go of his hand and jumped up as if fleeing. Seeing the mineral water on the table, he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp. His scalp was numb from embarrassment.

Song Shiqing leaned on the sofa, touched his cheek in confusion, and saw that the bottle of water in Meng Chuan's hand would soon be empty, and then stood up again. He thought Meng Chuan was really thirsty, so he went to the soldiers Another four or five bottles were taken out of the refrigerator. He felt that the water was too cold, so he thoughtfully used his own ability to create heat to make the temperature of the water moderate.

"Drink slowly, there's more here."

Meng Chuan: "..."

The four-year-old Song Shiqing was really considerate, and Meng Chuan felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart, and began to scold him as a beast in his heart.gave birth.

This was the first time he felt guilty for his hooliganism.

Liu Nan definitely did it on purpose!

Song Shiqing didn't know why, seeing Meng Chuan drank a bottle and then stopped drinking, thinking that he had quenched his thirst, and put all the mineral water on the table.

"Call me when you're thirsty again, and I'll warm the water for you."

He didn't remember at all that Meng Chuan had a water ability, and because he could help, he felt better.

The pheromone smell in the air became thinner, and Song Shiqing's mood stabilized, and he was very relaxed. There were two obvious dimples on the corners of the slightly raised mouth, which were as greasy as rice wine, so sweet that Meng Chu felt at ease. Kanli.

Song Shiqing, who is only four years old, is different from any other time. He is much simpler than before. He doesn't remember those emotional entanglements at all, and he treats him wholeheartedly.

Meng Chuan couldn't help rubbing his fluffy and soft curly hair, and dropped a soft kiss on his forehead, without any other desires, just wanting to kiss the pure soul in this adult body.

Song Shiqing covered his forehead, gently stroked the place he had kissed with his fingertips, and looked at him shyly and cautiously.

Kissing the forehead is also very good, he likes this kind of intimacy very much, and his heart is so beautiful that it starts to bubble.

"I just teased you." The more Meng Chuan recalled his previous behavior, the more he felt that he had gone too far, "Don't be angry, okay?"

"I haven't." Song Shiqing shook his head.

How could he be angry with his future partner, it's too late to like him.

"Really?" Meng Chuan was worried.

"Really." Song Shiqing wondered, "Why should I be angry?"

"I just forced you to kiss me." Meng Chuan explained, "I don't know that you really don't remember me at all."

To be precise, he didn't know that Song Shiqing not only didn't remember him, he even forgot things after he was four years old.

"Then you should not be angry." Song Shiqing corrected: "It's my fault, I don't remember you."

He completely believed that he and Meng Chuan had known each other in the past, and he forgot about him because he was sick, and he should be more worried about whether Meng Chuan was angry.

Thinking of this, the original smile subsided and turned into annoyance and loss. He once again apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, it's my problem."

"I don't blame you." Meng Chuan stretched out his arms to pull him into his arms, his heart seemed to be tied and tightened by thin ropes, and there was an uncontrollable backlog of pain, and the surging love brought this heartfelt heart The pain was pushed to an extreme.

He patted Song Shiqing on the back, and learned to coax the child without a teacher, "I didn't protect you well, and you were hurt."

Song Shiqing guessed that his illness might have something to do with Meng Chuan, but he intuited that it wasn't Meng Chuan who harmed him, "It's because I am not capable enough, how can I blame you?"

"No, no." Meng Chuan explained: "It's because I went too late, of course it's my fault."

Song Shiqing in the small world is an ordinary human being. Under the oppression of non-human races, it is not easy and very good to break out of his own world, and he can do well in any place. I can successfully complete the exam early in the morning, and I don’t have to stumble in the previous simulation practice. All the misfortunes are all because of him.

Because of his selfish desires, Song Shiqing has always been troubled by emotions, tired of the exam, has a soft heart, and even has the intention of giving up his future for him, so Meng Chuan doesn't feel that he really wants to be an Omega for Song Shiqing. It's a matter of compromise.

But Meng Chuan only now understood.

He had fallen in love with Song Shiqing several times before he knew it.

During the exams over and over again, every ray of his mental power was throbbing for Song Shiqing's arrival.

So where did the love at first sight come from a cold hearted person? This is clearly a planned reunion planned in advance, and the momentum was so great that Meng Chuan couldn't hear his own heartfelt voice clearly, thus delaying it. a long time.

"Don't blame you and don't blame me, okay?" Song Shiqing didn't want to see Meng Chuan feel guilty, and his heart became more uncomfortable.

So he clumsily imitated Meng Chuan's appearance just now, raised his chin slightly, and pressed his soft lips against Meng Chuan's smooth forehead. Due to nervousness and temptation, he made a stronger force, fearing that he would hurt Meng Chuan, so he stretched out his hand to kiss Meng Chuan again. Meng Chuan rubbed, his movements were gentle and careful.

"Just a kiss, just a kiss."