Chapter 1525

Cheng Feng didn't expect that his answer was so straightforward. There was a strange feeling in his heart.

It's too fast. He can't catch it.

The temple beat even worse. He answered vaguely. His eyes were sore. His silent fingers were clasping his face tightly. Waves of damp heat came from the palm of his hand to his heart, which made his heart spasm and tingle.

Ouyang stares at his black hair, which is not so obedient, and tries to resist the impulse of reaching out to touch it.

Is he suffering from their breakup?

After a while, seeing that he was still in that position, Ouyang took a deep breath and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

He didn't dare to look at Cheng Feng's expression. He went straight to the past. He was a little bit solemn and stirring when he was gone.

Cheng Feng raised his face from his fingers and looked at his back when he came to the door of the box. He felt a sense of determination.

Ouyang Yu made a phone call in the bathroom, washed his hands, and then went out.

When he returned to the box, Cheng Feng had changed his posture, lying on the sofa and squinting.

His complexion was pale, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were tired, and his nerves were beating in his head. The pain made him want to hit the wall, and his chest was stuffy, which made him gasp.

It's addictive

Ouyang see, take out the things prepared in advance, pour on the table, take the phone card scraping into a strip, handed Cheng Feng a straw.

"Out of food?"

Cheng Feng stares at his hand clutching the straw. The blue blood vessels are distributed vertically and horizontally, and there are several blurred needle eyes.

At that time, Ouyang Yu's hands were slender, his fingertips were light pink, and his fingernails were as beautiful as shells.

But now

Cheng Feng stares at it for a long time, and finally reaches for it.

He didn't refuse then, and he can't refuse today.

Cheng Feng finished scraping at one go, and then fell back on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of pleasure.

From his eyes, he can see Ouyang Yu looking at him and smiling. His eyes are shining and beautiful.

The pleasure gradually surges up. Cheng Feng's limbs become limp. He nests in the sofa and wants to die.

Ouyang Yu is still smiling, his eyes are shining like diamonds.

At the end of his eye, he glanced at the wall clock. It was almost time

"Cheng Feng, do you still love me now?"

Tell me you still love me. I have nothing else to ask for.

Ouyang heart desperately cry, just three words, will be you and I common salvation.

If you do, maybe everything will be in time.

Smell speech, Cheng Feng expression a trance, a pair of slightly sunken eyes, as always deep and charming, but there is no brilliance inside, like a pool of stagnant water, no matter any movement can not stir up a little waves.

Is it too late to say love now?

Why ask him this question after so many things happened?

Why did he ask himself if he loved him after they destroyed all the possibilities of a new comer?

He loves, how can he not?

But even so, I can't go back.

"It's impossible for us, whether I love it or not."

Chest pain, cold, cold Cheng Feng can't help but want to curl up to keep warm.

This sentence is like the judge sentenced the prisoner to death. For a moment, Ouyang felt that it was dark in front of him.

All of a sudden, Cheng Feng felt a shadow coming over, and then his head was hugged by Ouyang. His lips were warm and slightly sweet with a trace of tobacco bitterness.

He tasted the taste for so many years, familiar want to cry, there are water drops on his face, cold, but instantly burned his face.

Ouyang's fingertips touched his slightly surprised lips, "but Cheng Feng, I always love you, to death, will love you."