Chapter 74

Rong Sheng is about to stop walking towards the kitchen. Looking back, he looks straight at Ye Lanshan, and his eyes become more complicated.

Her voice, with a slight tremor: "what's wrong with the taste of this tea?"

“……”

Ye Yanshan's fingers holding the teacup tightened a little, and her heart seemed to be torn open a blood hole.

Three years ago, that scene seems to be playing again

She seems to be holding her hands tightly, dragged into the boundless hell and ravaged.

It made her gasp.

The impending collapse of the mood spread all over her body, pestering her.

She was in a tight mood and said in a low voice: "no, nothing. I just think it's good to drink..."

"No, you must have! He is the only one in the world who can make this kind of tea

Rong Sheng came over excitedly and grabbed her hand. He had a deep look and a kind of hope: "what's the relationship between you and him? Do you know that I waited for him... "

Her movement is a little big, the tea in the cup spills out and burns Ye Lanshan's hand.

Her body taut, difficult to open mouth: "some hot room, I went out to blow."

Push aside Rong Sheng and hold his arm tightly. Ye Lanshan ignores their reaction and walks out of the cabin quickly.

Her pace is a bit faltering, a bit heavy, with a sense of escape.

The water in the cup spilled out a lot, dropped on the wooden floor, poured on her hands, and finally, the cups fell to the ground, making a clear sound.

"You wait!"

Rong Sheng starts to chase out.

She has been waiting for many years, now, an answer is close at hand, she crazy want to seize, but was stopped by Gong shaoting.

Rong Sheng's gorgeous face is full of sadness.

She tightly grasped Gong shaoting's arm, leaving two tears in the corner of her eyes. Her voice choked completely: "shaoting, you know, I've been waiting for so many years..."

"I understand."

Gong shaoting stopped her but did not move.

Look out the window at the thin figure.

Apart from a certain distance, he could still feel the sadness on her body.

"But she's not very well." His idea is firm, with the order of no land: "give me some time, I will help you investigate, but not now."

“……”

Rong Sheng holds his arm tightly, his tears blurred.

……

In front of my eyes is a green mountain, green water, flowers and plants.

The evening wind blows gently, with a strong flavor of nature. The cool moonlight shines on the lake, reflecting the mountain scenery. The breeze makes the lake sparkling.

Standing in such a night, people's hearts will follow the quiet down.

But ye Yanshan's mind was hard to calm down.

The evening breeze in the mountains is blowing on her white and tender skin, like a knife constantly beating her.

She stood in the night wind, staring at the gray sky, her eyes were dark.

Three years!

No matter where she is, no matter how time changes, she still can't forget

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Ye Lianshan's subconscious turning back.

Gong shaoting was standing behind her, staring at her without saying a word.

Ye Lanshan looked back at his half bright and half dark face bathed in the moonlight. The gloom of his eyes faded a little. He pulled his lips and asked in a dull voice, "uncle, can you lend me your shoulder?"

As soon as her voice fell, Gong shaoting stepped forward and held her in his arms.

Hold tight, protect.

Leaning in his arms, in the dark place that everyone can't see, ye Lanshan can't help feeling so sad. Her eyes quickly covered with water mist, and soon fell down

Chest a burst of warm wet meaning hit, palace shaoting embrace Ye Lanshan action more tightly.

The evening wind was blowing, and his arms were warm, which kept the cool in the mountains out. Ye Lanshan's completely cold body finally warmed up.

For a long time.

She just muddled back to God.

Shrugged his head, do not want him to see her embarrassed expression, stubborn tone sounds heartbreaking: "uncle, thank you."

She didn't dare to enter the wooden house behind her, and she didn't dare to look at the idol she admired. Her heavy heart made her just want to leave here far away, which would make her think of all the things related to the purgatory three years ago.

She clung to his sleeve tightly and prayed: "I want to go home."

"Good."

Gong shaoting put his arm around her shoulder and took her away.

The cold moonlight shines on his silent face. Walking on the bright mountain road blocked by the branches, the bright lights make the silence more strange.Gong shaoting's heart repressed the heavy storm.

This is to let her come here to relax, unexpectedly, she and Rong Sheng will have some kind of involvement.

And this kind of involvement, touched her hidden in the heart of the injury.

……

In the wooden house, Rong Sheng's eyes are ready to wear, tears like broken line, continuous string.

In the end, I couldn't restrain the sour feeling in my heart any more. I leaned on the doorframe and slipped to the ground, crying.

……

Ye Lanshan didn't know how she went down the mountain. Her feet were empty and her whole body was weak.

When Gong shaoting picked her up, she didn't think about whether the embrace was appropriate. The whole person was very obedient and nestled in his arms, close to his body, feeling the only warmth.

The car is not far from the cabin. Gong shaoting walks a short way to the cabin. He carefully puts her on the co pilot and bends down to help her fasten her seat belt.

The space in the car was narrow, his body was slender and strong, and the space became more and more cramped, forcing them to be very close.

His head was close to hers.

The tip of her nose just touched her.

Gong shaoting's action to help her fasten her seat belt froze, so he looked at her.

Ye Yanshan's feather lashes trembled, slightly staggering: "I'll do it myself."

When speaking, her lips seemed to touch him, and they were all stunned.

Gong shaoting

A current passed through his chest, and the feeling of crispness quickly expanded to his limbs, spread to his whole body, and affected every cell in his body to become active.

Each other's breath intertwined, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

"Good."

Gong shaoting's voice is a bit sexy and hoarse.

Pull yourself out of the car.

The cool evening wind blows on his hot skin, but it can't disperse the heat of his body.

Just that kiss Let's call it a kiss. It was the first time when she was awake.

Gong shaoting's fingers can't help caressing his lips.

On the thin lips with edges and corners, there is still a lingering feeling of crispness