Let them get in touch with each other. It's better for him to ask.

This time, Meng's heart to Jiang Xiao is more enthusiastic than any other time.

He was looking forward to seeing her.

Because this time, he went for Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had grown up at the age of 16!

Can he finally stop being so depressed?

At the thought, his whole body was boiling hot, just like his heart.

This kind of opposite party is fire, and he is also a fire. He is thinking of rushing to burn the fire more vigorously, which makes him incomparably energetic and drives steadily and fast.

He hasn't called Jiang Xiao yet.

But by the time he arrived, it was already at night, hoping that she would not fall asleep too soon.

No, no, he'll dig her up even if she's asleep.

Meng Xinian thought of various ways to dig up Jiang Xiao.

When we got to the county, it was more than one o'clock in the morning.

He parked the car downstairs, he looked around, stepped on the car, a jump, his hands climbed to the roof of the second floor.

Only one hand to grasp, shaking, a foot hook up, directly on the second floor of the roof.

The fragrance of flowers on the roof is secluded.

There was silence everywhere.

The moon was light and the room was dark.

At this point, of course, they all sleep.

Because it was too late, Meng had no intention to wake up his grandparents and open the door.

He opened the door lock from the roof to the kitchen with a small wire. The wire was still in the roof.

Well, I'll come back tomorrow and have a good look. Is this lock only he can open, or is it not safe.

Meng Xinian gently opened the door and thought.

After going in, he locked the lock with his backhand and walked gently to Jiang Xiao's room.

Only when they are at home, when Jiang Xiao sleeps, the door will not be locked. Because the grandfather and grandmother certainly won't push her room door casually, so she is more at ease.

Meng is a little lucky now.

Because he knew that the door lock would not be so easy to open.

There is still a faint fragrance of Jiangxiao in the room.

Meng took a deep breath, took off his shoes, coat and socks, and walked towards the big bed barefoot.

The quilt on the bed had a lump of bulge. Jiang Xiaoxiao almost buried his face in the quilt.

He could hear her even breath, shallow, as if scratching on the tip of his heart.

Meng used to squat down beside the bed. Her eyes had adapted to the darkness and could see her face.

After several months' absence, he felt that Jiang Xiao had grown up again.

His hand was about to touch her face. Jiang Xiao opened his eyes fiercely and stabbed him in the eye.

Just as she was about to export a fierce drink, Meng Xinian quickly took her hand with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

"Little, it's me."

He said in a low voice.

Jiang Xiao heard his voice, but also sniffed out his breath, heart suddenly jump.

Meng has just let go of his hand.

Jiang Xiao sat up and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

Meng in the light has lost some weight in the past, but looks more masculine.

It's a hormone, full of masculinity.

"Why are you here at this time? How did you get in? " Jiang Xiao looked at him stupidly, and some could not return to God.

Meng looked at her in the past and couldn't help it. He put her in his arms and pressed her to her lips.

There was no sound in the room for a moment, only the two people who delivered their thoughts.

The lips and tongue are intertwined.

Meng almost wanted to swallow her breath.

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