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Chapter 31
The moment Wen Li stepped on the ground, Wen Li's heartbeat almost stopped, and the messy thoughts in his head exploded into New Year's Eve fireworks in an instant.
In the confusion, her waist suddenly tightened, as if someone hugged her.
Wen Li's feet were unsteady, and he staggered and fell into an embrace.
The familiar breath came from all around, very close to her, very faint, like mint leaves, clean and refreshing.
The smell reassured Wen Li, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.
The person holding Wen Li put his arms across Wen Li's waist, pressing down her soft and straight long hair hanging behind her.
Wen Li tentatively stretched out his hand, and his fingertips first touched the watch on his wrist, which was made of cold metal, and then the tight muscle lines, very young and full of strength.
He folded up the sleeves at the forearm, so that Wen Li's fingertips fell directly on the skin, without any cover.Where it touched, a little spark-like heat was vaguely burned.
Wen Li's cheeks turned red, and he whispered his name: "Chen Hezheng?"
An old stair room with narrow aisles and poor lighting.
When Wen Li called out his name, his ears felt warm. He deliberately leaned over, clinging to her, and said, "Hold me."
The low and deep voice and voice fell in the ears, like sparks, burning a crimson color in the blink of an eye.
Wen Li's cheeks started to feel hot, not just her ears. She raised her hand and pushed it, as if complaining, but with a hint of coquettishness, she whispered to him, "Don't make trouble, you're outside."
At such a time, how could Chen Hezheng do what she said.
His breath got closer and closer, his chin rested on the top of Wen Li's head, and his two arms were like a cage, locking her within a square inch.
"Hold me," he said again.
Wen Li was helpless, but also wanted to laugh, and he lost his temper completely.
The aisle was quiet, there was no one else, and the sound of a TV program coming from behind a security door could be vaguely heard.
The two were close, Chen Hezheng was tall, and Wen Li's eyes swept over his Adam's apple, the lines were rare and beautiful, clear and cold, with the unique sharpness of young men.
Wen Li's eyes stayed there for a while, one second, two seconds...
From nowhere came a sound like a clock running, ticking, ticking, as if urging herโdo something, do what you want to do most.
The bad thing want to do most.
Wen Li seemed to be bewitched, and involuntarily leaned towards Chen Hezheng.
It was a dry climate, so she put on a bit of lip balm, which was colorless but smelled of peach.The cool and moist kiss, with the scent of sweet fruit, was printed on Chen Hezheng's slender neck, where the Adam's apple was located.
Chen Hezheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his straight back seemed to be stiff for a moment.
Wen Li didn't realize what a bad thing she had done, she kissed his Adam's apple, and at the same time, wrapped her arms around Chen Hezheng's waist.
Okay, okay, hug the young master who lost his temper for no reason.
"Is this okay?" Wen Li put his chin against Chen Hezheng's chest, looked up at him, "Why do you have to hug you?"
While speaking, Wen Li was smiling all the time, her lips curved into a beautiful arc, sweet and soft.
Chen Hezheng looked at her with lowered eyes, and after a while, he frowned and said, "I can only accept you hugging me like this, others can't, I can't bear it."
He is still thinking about You Qian.
He can't stand strangers approaching him at all, let alone close contact, the mixed atmosphere makes him upset, even disgusted, he wants to hide, the farther the better.
Chen Hezheng didn't do this because he was hugged by You Qian. A long time ago, before he met Wen Li, he didn't like physical contact very much.His indifference is not only in temperament, but even the bones and flesh inside are cold, like a monster.
I don't like to be noisy, and don't like to be too close to people. Even the place where live is cold and there is no smoke.
From high school to university, Chen Hezheng has always been a man of influence in the school, and both boys and girls love to discuss him.Said that he was too difficult to chase, and he was not even given a chance to be ambiguous.
The most beautiful girl in the school next door added him on WeChat, and was blocked because he said a few provocative words.At that time, the most popular thing in the school was to use Chen Hezheng's photos as mobile phone wallpapers. Many people secretly took pictures of him, of him playing ball, of him in class, of his slender fingers when turning pens, and of the indifferent eyes he inadvertently passed over..
It is not difficult to take a photo of Chen Hezheng. Although he comes from a wealthy family, he has no bad habits and hardly skips classes. He can often be seen playing ball with his friends in the school gymnasium.Short, prickly black hair, dripping with sweat, smooth and thin waistline, good-looking and attractive, is a scourge.
In addition, it is too difficult to talk to him, but it is too difficult to make friends. Chen Hezheng's sense of distance is too strong, cold and arrogant, with clear boundaries, and no crossing the line is allowed.
Everyone thought that he would remain so indifferent until he met Wen Li.
The harshness, indifference, boundaries and bottom line when facing outsiders have become the preference and indulgence only given to her.
I like to be held by Wen Li, like her to be close, and like to let her leave a peach smell imprint on the Adam's apple.
What Zheng Jiaxun said was right, the whole world knows what Chen Hezheng is thinking.
He likes Wen Li, never hides it, and is unscrupulous.
It has been like this for so many years.
Wen Li felt sour and sweet in his heart, and he was faintly bloated.She moved her arms up, wrapped them around Chen Hezheng's neck, and said in a low voice, "I don't like others to hug you either. My A Zheng can't be hugged by others! I will be jealous, angry, and want to bite!"
She said this on purpose to coax him, how could Chen Hezheng not understand.
He raised his eyebrows, it was a somewhat ruffian expression, so handsome, he squeezed Wen Li's chin, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk too much, the current Chen Hezheng is not yours yet."
Hearing such words, Wen Li was not depressed, she nodded, and said obediently: "I understand, A Zheng is still angry, I have to work harder, coax A Zheng well, and try to coax A Zheng back as soon as possible.โ
She was talking and laughing, her eyes were bright, her lips were soft, so beautiful, like a small but delicate cake, covered with cream, mellow sweet, soft but not greasy.
Chen Hezheng had to admit that he really liked her, the way she smiled.
Coming out of the passageway of the stair room and walking to the brightly lit place, Wen Li realized that Chen Hezheng only had a shirt on his body, and the dark formal coat was gone, showing a bit thin.
Seeing Wen Li looking at him, Chen Hezheng took the initiative to explain: "The clothes were sent for washing, and a bunch of wrinkles were caught on the sleeves, so I really can't wear them."
For You Qian, Wen Li's feelings are somewhat complicated.
She didn't appreciate You Qian's actions, but she didn't think she was a despicable girl either.
You Qian grew up in the debts of her native family and never received good love. She wants to fight for herself and plan for herself, which is human nature.
Wen Li thought that she was actually just more lucky than You Qian. As a relatively lucky person, she was not qualified to mock the unlucky ones for their ugly posture and clumsy methods.
In the future, Wen Li hopes that You Qian will stop being wronged and bullied, and that she can meet more people who are kind to her, and use tolerance and preference to neutralize the dark colors in her life.
Hope her all the best in the future.
Chen Hezheng and Wen Li hadn't walked out of the community where You Qian rented a house. Standing at the end of the path, they could see the window of Youqian's bedroom.The light gray curtains concealed it, and the light inside must have been very dark.
Wen Li stopped, turned around, looked at the window that was blocked by curtains, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Chen Hezheng, "How do you know the address of You Qian's home?"
When Lao Yu sent them off, he only sent them to the location near the intersection, and he didn't know the specific house number.
Chen Hezheng also stopped, without looking back, he pulled Wen Li's wrist, clasped it in his palm, and then slowly lowered his fingers until they interlocked with hers.
"I asked Xu Dongnan," Chen Hezheng said, "I said I'm going to pick you up."
He held her tightly, as if afraid that she would run away.
Wen Li was very surprised: "Just, just say that directly?"
"Otherwise?" Chen Hezheng's tone was flat, "When did you see me doing things secretly?"
Wen Li pursed her lips, she was getting more and more angry with Chen Hezheng's arrogant and domineering character.
Chen Hezheng glanced at her, his face suddenly sank, and his eyebrows frowned, "You don't want them to know?"
I don't want more people to know that the relationship between them is intimate, sweet, and passionate.
When Chen Hezheng looked at Wen Li, Wen Li was also looking at him, and their eyes just met.Chen Hezheng frowned, and after saying that sentence, he turned his head and looked away. The profile of his face was tense, and it was obvious at a glance that he was very unhappy.
Chen Hezheng looked away, but Wen Li didn't. She still looked at him, and smiled directly after a long while.
"Stingy," she smiled, coaxing him, "so easy to get angry."
Chen Hezheng frowned even more tightly, Wen Li loosened the fingers that were clasped with him, and deliberately poked his palm with his fingertips, one by one.It's like shaking a cat teasing stick in front of a proud cat, deliberately making him feel itchy, followed by a subtle numbness.
"It's not that I don't want others to know, on the contrary, I want everyone to knowโ" She looked at him and continued, "I know that Wen Li likes Chen Hezheng, so much that I'm chasing him!"
After saying this, Wen Li clenched Chen Hezheng's hand again, fingers still intertwined, inseparable.
She looked at him, smiled at him, her eyes were full of liking and cherishing for him.
"This time, I will take you back very seriously, and I will not let my A Zheng suffer any grievances."
The author has something to say:
Sorry for being late!
I will write about the things about the campus days later, and must let everyone take a look at the cool and beautiful peacock-like A Zheng when he was studying!