Chapter 2195

Su Wantong stood in front of the door of the master bedroom, hesitated and unscrewed the door handle.

In the dim room, there was only the light moonlight projected from the window.

After a pause, she walked into the room without turning on the light. She just followed the route in her memory and came to the window all the way.

There is a white rose in the vase, which blooms fragrance in the dim night, just as it used to be.

Too familiar with the scenery here, even with the light off, Su Wan Tong could easily find everything.

What as like as two peas before she left.

Her fingertips gently touched the lower petals, and the wet drops wet her fingertips.

Su Wan Tong twists the wet meaning of fingertips and bends his lips to smile.

He must have thought that she liked white roses, so he would still prepare fresh flowers every day when she left so long.

Maybe it's not so difficult to do it again.

At this time, Su Wan Tong immersed in his thoughts, did not notice the light footsteps from the door.

She didn't want to turn around until she was wrapped in a warm embrace behind her.

However, the man's arm around her from behind, strong masculine atmosphere enveloped her.

Su Wan Tong was stiff and motionless.

Ling Wanxing said in a hoarse voice, "how did you enter the room by yourself? Tired? "

Su Wan Tong slightly side head, avoid his spray on the skin of hot breathing, pursed lips, soft reply, "want to walk around, just passing by, come in to have a look."

Maybe they are too close to each other, which makes Su Wantong feel uncomfortable. She patted Ling Wanxing's arm and said, "let me go first."

Words fall, she then feels that hands more and more forcefully tighten, "Wan Tong, let me embrace, I won't do anything."

With such a praying tone, Su Wantong could not say more words of refusal.

She sighs and droops her eyes. In front of the window with dim color and moonlight, she feels a different mood.

After a while, Ling Wanxing put his jaw on her face, rubbed it, and said, "you've lost a lot of weight!"

Su Wan Tong bit the corner of his mouth, did not answer his question, but asked: "you just went to cook?"

"Well." Ling Wanxing said and let her go, holding her shoulder, let her turn around, "the time of potato beef brisket is a little long, if you are very hungry, I'll fry a pea for you first?"

Su Wan Tong was imprisoned in the windowsill and his arms, looked up at the man's eyes full of moonlight, "not very hungry, is a little surprised, you can cook."

Ling Wanxing looks at Su Wantong deeply, gently rubs her thumb on her shoulder, and next second she bends forward again to put her in her arms.

In the days without her, he learned a lot.

To be exact, he learned everything in the diary that Su Wantong left behind.

He took half a year to remember all the tracks that she had recorded.

At this time, because Ling Wanxing did not speak, Su Wantong did not continue to ask.

Being held in his arms by his strong arm, I can really feel his heart beat and breath, which is the warmth and emotion never seen in the past 20 years.

Perhaps the return to the manor brought Su Wan Tong different feelings, so in the dark bedroom, a trace of palpitation in the heart of fermentation surging.

So that Su Wan Tong instinctively raised his arm and gently hugged him along his waist.