"Well, I have to go back." Pang Yi nodded and strode out.

"What's the panic?" Xiao'an stopped Pang Yi behind him, took a new black cloak from the screen, walked to Pang Yi, and put it on him. "Although it's spring, it's still cold outside. How can you ride up the mountain without wearing more?"

"When did you buy it?" Pang Yi looks at the two white and tender hands on his chest, who are tying their cloaks. His face is a little heavy. He unconsciously moves the corners of his mouth. It seems that he is enduring something.

"I didn't buy it. I did it myself." when she said this, she was a little shy and didn't dare to look up at Pang Yi. Otherwise, she would be able to detect Pang Yi's mood. Finally, she finished. Xiaoan gently stroked her cape and whispered, "I'm not good at stitching. This is the first time. Naturally, I can't help being rough. Don't be provocative ... Ah! "

Next second, Pang Yi holds xiao'an's face and suddenly kisses the chattering mouth. Pang Yi kisses fiercely. He has always been a docile man in front of xiao'an. This time, he is very fierce and domineering. He holds xiao'an in his arms and ignores her struggling hands and feet. He just wants to kiss her, possess her and eat her down

"You What's the matter with you? " After a long and fierce kiss, xiao'an's lips were red and swollen. She was a little shy, but she was more worried. At present, xiao'an could not care about blushing. She used to hold pangyi's hand. "What's the matter with you? How do I feel that you are not in the right mood today? "

"No matter," Pang Yi tried to suppress his mind and turned over the river. He smiled at xiao'an and said, "go to bed earlier. I have to go."

"Oh," little an's lost, but he also knew that Pang Yi would not stay. At the moment, Pang Yi made a mess of clothes and asked in a low voice, "are you still coming tomorrow?"

Pang Yi didn't speak. He bowed his head and kissed xiao'an's hair. Then he turned around and left the door. Xiao'an stood stunned for a while before he closed the door.

Somehow, her heart was a little heavy, like the heavy night.

……

At the end of April, ningguta was still cold. Pangyi didn't ride a horse, but walked in the sunset. He didn't want to go back, let alone stay in the inn, so he had to walk alone.

The Cape fits well. It's not long or short. It's just down to the ankle. It's double-layer. It's warm and windy. Pangyi has never worn such a good Cape before. He holds the horse in one hand, holds the Cape in the other hand, and gently twists it with his finger belly. He imagines how Xiao an made the Cape one by one. That's what a noble lady with ten fingers that don't touch the sun and spring water wants to do It's hard for her to be so exquisite.

Pang Yi thought of xiao'an's clumsiness and couldn't help laughing, but he stopped laughing with a smile.

Although Zhong Mingwei didn't say it, he was Zhong Mingwei's confidant in the end. Naturally, he knew what kind of determination Zhong Mingwei had made. While he was sad for Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, he was also confused.

He always wanted to talk to Zhong Mingwei about his relationship with xiao'an, but he swallowed several times. He really didn't know how to speak. Although Zhong Mingwei didn't mind, it must be hard to speak. He thought to wait until Zhong Mingwei married Meiya, and then he would take xiao'an to the mountain to give Zhong Mingwei and Meiya Kowtow and say hello. I'll see you officially. I'll be able to live a fair life with xiao'an in the future.

But now there is such a thing, Zhong Mingwei has been hit by such a fatal blow, and he may not be able to slow down in his life, and how can he be subordinate to himself? Zhong Mingwei is his master. He deserves to live and die for Zhong Mingwei all his life. How can Zhong Mingwei enjoy happiness when he is so depressed?

He is ashamed, no matter to zhongmingwei, Meiya or even Xiaoan.

He felt that he was the most shameless existence in the world.

The hand holding the cloak gradually loosens, and the cloak drops again. Pang Yi stares at the last touch of the sun and sighs powerlessly.